summary — just some headcannons of reader having an airport crush on gekko: kind of a filter fic as i get to writing other ones. this is pretty short and its js a bunch of my thoughts put together
note — i write so much better in headcannon form and i wanted to get something out really quick so i decided to do this ^^ i was in a dilema to use gekko or leon for this but i decided that gekko would be more fun to write
"i have to be the hottest person sitting at my gate in the airport."
is what you would normally say if you didn't see the EXTREMELY attractive person sitting right next to you in the gate lobby.
somehow, you were next to the boy you had been seeing throughout the airport, and needless to say, you had developed a little bit of a crush on him.
true to los angeles, he had a fashion style and haircut that made him stand out. normally you wouldn't like such vivid colors on clothes, but on him it fits. you'd never know how he pulls that buzz cut off.
you wanted to make conversation, but you kept your eyes on the weather app on your phone. you knew you'd embarrass yourself.
gekko glanced over at you as he was surveying the airport.
he saw you nervously scrolling through the weather forecast, and he wouldn't have said anything if it wasn't for the fact that it was some random country in europe.
"you alright?" he questioned.
your eyes widened in surprise at the question
"yeah, i'm fine. just checking the weather!" you held your phone up. holy shit, you sucked at this
"that's the weather for romania," he pointed out.
it was indeed set for romania.
"sometimes i like seeing other countries' weather," you tried lying.
you were all giddy on the inside. you finally got to talk to your airport crush and you caused him to laugh. and not at you.
"so, are you nervous about something?"
"what makes you think that," you scoffed.
"people only do that when they're nervous. and there's no groups of high schoolers around and you're not alone at a party, so what's up chica?"
you knew that you didn't want to embarrass yourself, since the two of you were going on the same flight for a few hours.
"i just don't like planes."
he nodded in acknowledgement. "makes sense."
not wanting this to be the end of the conversation that would lead to an awkward silence, you piped up.
"so, why're you going on the flight?" you hoped that wasn't too intrusive.
"just for a job," he replied. he didn't seem like the type of person to be flying around for work. "what about you?"
"also just for a job," you grinned. you couldn't tell him what exactly.
the two of you made small talk, even going to go get some drinks when your flight got delayed.
then it was time for boarding. you expected this to be the last time the two of you would really talk.
showing each other your tickets, both of your eyes lit up in excitement.
"you sit next to me?" maybe you really were meant to flirt with him.
the two of you boarded and made some more small talk
"need me to hold your hand during takeoff?" he teased
your face turned a shade of crimson.
"hey. i was joking," you scowled playfully.
"then what were you nervous about?"
"talking to you." you put it bluntly as the airplane gained speed.
"talking to me?" he smugly grinned.
"hey man, don't rub it in." you looked out the window to avoid seeing his reaction.
a moment of quiet passed until he said, "i wanted to talk to you too."
you studied him. he wasn't lying for your benefit, that's for sure.
you let out a little chuckle. "then i'm glad that we both got what we wanted."
you really didn't want this moment to end, but you still had a few hours to make the most out of it
it was two hours of on and off talking, until you fell asleep.
you shifted, and slumped right onto his shoulder.
he wasn't complaining, but he didn't want to wake you if he ever decided to go to the bathroom.
a sudden burst of turbulence woke you up, and you noticed where you were resting your head.
"holy shit! my bad mateo" you immediately sat upright. you wiped your mouth to make sure you weren't drooling all over him.
"you're fine. it was cute." he smiled.
you wanted this man to wife you up already.
then came the time to eat lunch.
the two of you joked about it being like a little date, with spaghetti and all.
the two of you even decided to watch the same movies, both of you telling each other your opinions about certain parts.
before you knew it, you had landed.
the two of you stood outside the gate, ready to part ways.
"well, this is it." he said, shrugging.
"well, you're here for a job, right? we can still hang out when we're back in la." you handed him your phone. "call me when you're up to a date."
the two of you swapped numbers and went off on your separate ways. or well, you were supposed to.
the two of you left out the same way, which led to him catching up to you and sheepishly rubbing the nape of his neck.
then it was the same taxi, then you got out at the same building.
"well, this is awkward." he smiled.
the both of you somehow worked for the valorant protocol.
and now im too lazy to continue this so im probably gonna make this a fic later if yall want it 😹
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