Daisy Lambert was held "hostage" by Ben Richards the only remaining player in the running man. It was day30, the last day.
She was only a photografer in the high end part of Detroit. She walked slowly with Richards on her side pointing a gun at her.
The two arrived in front of a plane were the one and only Chief McCone was waiting for them,
"Anything you wish to say Richards?",
"Take the mask off, the audience will love it" ,
"keep dreaming -", said McCone, his earpiece cuts him off 'do what he said ',
Evan held back a scoff and starts to remove his glasses and then his mask.
Ben while walking up the staircase of the plane sarcastically wolf-whistles, the girl on the on the other hand looked at McCone for a bit too long before getting on board, he was her celebrity crush since she first saw him on the show,
McCone catches her staring and locks eyes with her for a second, she quickly looks away and gets on board with fast pace. He chuckles , amused at the slight moment and follows her on the plane.
Daisy sat on one of the chairs, looking nervous.
The plane takes off, Evan looks at her for a second before looking outside the window, his arms folded. Ben was sitting in a seat in between them also looking out the window.
She looked at McCone in the reflectionnof the window, he notices her stare in the reflection and looks back at her then smirks, looking back out of the window,her breath stopped realixing she was beign caught so she looks at her lap, blushig red as a tomato.
He looks back at her in the reflection watching her reaction and chuckles softly under his breath not to catch attention. After some time she gained the courage to stand up and walk in front of him, with pen a paper in her hand;
"Ehm... sir ? Could you sign this ?" she said looking up at him with big doe eyes, he raised his eyebrows at her chuckling then smiles
he said as he leaned foward and took away the paper and the pen, his fingers gently touching hers for a second, she blushed and gratefully nod
he hands the signed paper back, smirking at how flustered Daisy was.
"Try not to look so suprised. i don't bite...unless the game calls for it."
Ben rolled his eyes from across the cabin while Evan leans back looking far too pleased with himself.
"yes sir ", she said smiling, he chuckled softly as he studied her.
"i am 22 sir " she says looking up at him, younger than him for sure, he lets out a low amused hum.
"ah. so you've been watching the show since before you could legally drink."
a beat of silence as he tilts his head slightly
"do i live up to your expectations?"
Ben groaned in annoyance in the back ground- clearly not enjoying this interaction.
Daisy blushed, thinking about all the nights she used to watch the show just for him. she smiled sweetly and nodded ,
"yes sir...better than i've imagined."
her response brought another chuckle from him, his eyes glittering in mischief. Ben sighed heavily in the background. Meanwhile, Evan leaned in a little closer so he could speak a bit more privately, his voice a touch lower.
She looked up at him with doe eyes, her cheeks now beet red,
she said in a shy tone, his smirk widened, clearly enjoying this. But Ben, who had finally reached his limit, loudly clears his throat from across the cabin. Evan's eyes didn't leave her's as he called out Ben in a playful drawl
Ben raised an eyebrow as he replied in his own snarky tone .
"yeah actually. could you stop flirting with her?"
She looked at the two blushing, red as tomato, before switching her look on McCone,Evan shrugged nonchalantly and leaned back in his seat, his smirk still firmly in place. His gaze returned to her, the mischief in his eyes not relenting.
Meanwhile, Ben scoffed and crossed his arms, clearly not convinced.*
"Yeah, right. Your version of flirting would probably involve throwing her over your shoulder and walking away." Ben said rolling his eyes.
She looked away in embarrassment, but still excited for the possibilities of that scenario to happen.
Evan let out a low, amused laugh at her reaction-clearly enjoying the fact that she was considering it. Ben just pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
"See? That right there," Ben muttered, "That's flirting."
Evan ignored him and tilted his head slightly toward her, voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur:
"I...I..." She was at a loss of words and she looked like a deer in headlights
He chuckled, savoring her flustered silence a little too much. Just as he opened his mouth to tease Daisy further-
The plane hit a patch of turbulence, jerking suddenly.
She stumbled forward-and instinctively, Evan reached out, catching her arm and pulling her steady with effortless strength. For a heartbeat, he holds on... then slowly lets go.
"...Easy there," he says softly,"Wouldn't want my biggest fan getting hurt before she even gets home."
Ben just shakes his head in the background.
She puts her hands on his chest for support as she looks up at him , I am dreaming she thought.
He doesn't move away. In fact, he finds himself enjoying the moment a little too much. Daisy looked so innocent and delicate compared to his own strength and demeanor. She was like a fragile little doll just ready to break-and he wanted to break her.
"You alright there, sweet thing?"
"Mhmhm" she said nodding.
Daisy turns to look at Ben for a moment, seeing on how exasperated he was.
Ben was glaring at Evan over her shoulder, his eyes saying very clearly: "You are disgusting"
But Evan was finding it more and more difficult to not punch Ben in the face. He was having far too much fun, and her innocent little doe eyes were just too damn cute.
He smirked, raising his eyebrows at her in a teasing manner.
"Good. Wouldn't want your pretty little head to get any bumps."
She smiled at him, looking up their height difference even more prominent now, Evan noticed her gaze traveling up to his face-and the smirk only grew. He tilted his head down slightly, deliberately making Daisy look even smaller in comparison.
"Something wrong?" he murmured, "Or do you just like staring at me that much?"
Ben made a low noise of protest from behind him, but Evan didn't so much as glance back.
She blushed and looked away,that reaction only made him want to tease her further. He reached out and gently caught her chin with two fingers, tilting her face back towards his.
"Ah, ah," he chided softly,
"Don't look away. I didn't say you could look away."
His eyes held a glint of amusement as he studied her face for a moment. He was loving this.
She was having a dream. This can't be real she thought.
" I am sorry sir " she says in a sweet soft tone.He hummed, gently stroking her chin with his thumb as he leaned down a little closer to her.He had to actively stop himself from just sweeping Daisy off her feet and into his lap. The way she kept responding was making him lose his goddamn mind.
He was a hunter for crying out loud. He hunted grown men and women for a living. How could he be getting this worked up over a shy little thing like her...
Ben on the other hand was exasperated across the cabin, head low in his hands.
She looked around in curiosity before her stare landed on one of the big chairs in the cabin, almost as if she was reading his mind. The thought made her blush, sitting in his lap...a dream.
His eyes flicked down to the seats, then back to her.Yes, he wanted to take Daisy and sit her on his lap, just to piss off Ben.
That thought was far more amusing than it should be.
One corner of his smirk lifted slightly as he leaned a little closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur that only she could hear.
"What are you thinking, doll?"
"Can we sit? My feet hurt " she says dropping her glance at her décolletés, trying to find an excuse to sit on his lap.
His smirk widened into something downright predatory. Oh, he was going to enjoy this.
"Feet hurt?" He repeated, voice dropping even lower as his fingers trailed down from her chin-slowly-to rest against the curve of her hip instead. "Poor thing. Maybe I should just carry you."
Ben made a noise like a boiling kettle in the background while Evan ignored him entirely, waiting for your reaction with far too much amusement.
She said looking up at him with a sweet look.
That was all the invitation he needed. In one single smooth movement, he scooped her up into his arms, lifting Daisy as if she weighed nothing. He chuckled at the surprised noise she made as he did so, his hands gripping her hips as he lowered himself into one of the seats, pulling her into his lap effortlessly.
"Better, Doll?" he murmured, one hand gently stroking her hip as he looked up at her with that damn smirk.
She looked at him smiling sweetly , trying to ignore Ben's piercing stare at the two of them.
He chuckled as he felt Daisy relax into his lap, his hand that was stroking her hip slowly slipping under the edge of her shirt so he could touch the soft skin of her back.
His smirk was still wide as he gently pulled her closer against him, the scent of Daisy completely overwhelming. He was loving every second of it, while Ben was absolutely seething across the cabin, red in the face and looking about ready to strangle him.
She turned to Richards and says in a challenging tone
"that's what you get when you point a gun at a girl for no reason"
Ben looked like he was about to blow a vein. He opened his mouth to retort something to the fact that he was just doing his job-but Evan beat him to the punch.
"Oh, lighten up, Richards," he drawled. As he spoke, his hand traced gentle circles across Daisy's bare back, the touch feather-light.
"You just don't want to admit you're jealous."
"You know this is wrong..." He said through gritted teeth, looking at the girl and then at McCone. She looks at Evan and smiles softly ignoring Ben's words, smiling sweetly.
Evan's smirk softened just a fraction as he looked up at Daisy, your sweet little face making his chest do something annoyingly warm. His fingers stilled on her back for a second before he leaned in slightly-his voice dropping to that low murmur again.
Ben was absolutely losing it now, gripping the armrests like they were the only thing keeping him from strangling someone.
Daisy was feeling a little bold sitting in his lap, so she starts to trace the fabric of his vest with her finger.
Evan's breath hitched slightly at Daisy's touch, his muscles tensing under her fingertips. He had been the one teasing her-until now.
"You're playing a dangerous game, doll," he warned lowly-but there was no real threat in it. His hands tightened on your hips just enough to pull you even closer against him.
Ben made another strangled noise and dramatically turned toward the window like he couldn't bear to watch this anymore.
As the plane was still flying, time seemed not to pass, and the girl felt a bit uncomfortable in her position in McCone's lap, she started to move around, wiggling her hips trying to get comfortable. Not realising what she was doing.
His grip on you tightened instantly as Daisy wiggled on his lap, his eyes darkening at the feeling of her moving against him. His hands shifted to her legs, gently but firmly pinning Daisy down to stop her. But she didn't miss the way he inhaled through gritted teeth, the way he had to physically restrain himself from letting out a groan.
Ben groaned like a dying animal in the background, disgusted,mumbling something about "unbelievable" under his breath.
She caught on her act and stopped moving, blushing red and saying embarrassed, "S-sorry...".
Evan let out a low, rough chuckle, his voice laced with something dangerously warm as he leaned in close to her ear.
"Sorry?" He murmured, "Don't be. Just... try not to move like that unless you mean it."
His hands stayed locked on the girl's thighs-firm, possessive-and his breath ghosted over her neck as he added,
"Especially when I'm trying so hard not to ruin my own reputation."
"You ruined that enough already"
Ben said not looking at them , Daisy turned to Ben and looked at him and then at McCone in curiosity.
Evan chuckled again, a sound that was half annoyance, half amusement. He turned his gaze over to Ben, still keeping Daisy firmly held on his lap.
"What's that suppose to mean, Richards?"
Ben just let out a scoff, finally looking over to the two of them with a dry expression.
"Oh, you know exactly what it means, you smug bastard..."
The girl was looking at McCone for a response to Ben's words, her eyes filled with wonder . Evan smirked at Ben's response, his hands still firm on her thighs. His gaze flicked over to Daisy for just a second, taking in that innocent, wondering look in her eyes. God, you were like a goddamn puppy-far too endearing for your own good, he thought.
He then let out a dramatic sigh, shifting in his seat so she was even more comfortable on his lap
"Ignore him. He's just cranky because he can't have a pretty little thing like you in his lap."
"I am married...you asshole " Ben said under his breath, catching the girl's attention away from Evan
Evan barked out a laugh. He was loving how annoyed Ben was getting. The way he just couldn't help but respond to him every time.
"Oh, yeah? And how's that working out for you, Richards?"
He said it with a smirk, his hands giving a slight squeeze to her thighs. Daisy was like a prize to him. A pretty little thing sitting in his lap instead of Ben's.
"if I wasn't on this fucking game everything would work out for me! Jesus Christ do you hear yourself?" Ben barked back at McCone. She was looking at Evan nervously, the tension in the air building
Evan didn't flinch at Ben's outburst. In fact, he just leaned back with that same maddening smirk, one hand still resting possessively on Daisy's thigh while the other casually adjusted her against him-like she was his shield, his trophy, his favorite toy.
"Relax, Doll," he murmured to her, voice suddenly smooth as velvet, "He's just mad 'cause I'm winning."
Then he tilted his head toward Ben with mock sympathy.
"Marriage is hard when the whole world sees you getting thrown around by a hunter and nearly k!lled every week. But hey-" his fingers gently traced her hip, "-at least I'm the one holding our little fan right now."
Ben looked like he was about two seconds from lunging across the cabin, snapping McCone's head from his neck so he could wipe off that insufferable smirk.
Evan chuckled in response to her reaction, clearly amused as his hand gave another firm squeeze to her thigh. He held Daisy like he was showing off to Ben-almost like he was proud of the fact that he had she sat in his lap instead of his.*
And Ben was taking the bait.
"You're sick, McCone"he snapped, the veins in his neck popping out, "You get off on this, don't you?"
Evan gave a mock thoughtful hum, his gaze drifting from Ben to Daisy and then back to him again. And he couldn't have looked more smug if he tried.
He began, his hand running along the curve of her hip, "I'm currently sitting on a comfortable plane, with a pretty little thing in my lap, pissing you off to no end. So... I'd say it's at least a little enjoyable for me.", he said with a smug smirk
Ben practically snarled in response.
She looked at McCone with big puppy eyes, as if she was asking him to stop this painful interaction
Evan's smirk slowly softened as he looked over at her, the sight of those innocent little eyes causing a tiny crack in his facade. He knew he should just keep his mouth shut, but the temptation of teasing her and pissing Ben off at the same time was too good to resist.
"What, Doll?" He drawled, the hand on her thigh slowly rubbing circles against her skin. "You want me to be nice ?"
She nodded slowly " please..." She whispered softly
For a heartbeat, something flickered in his eyes-almost like he actually considered it. But then that smirk crept back, slower this time, more dangerous.
"Alright..." he murmured, voice low and smooth, "...for you."
His hand stayed on her thigh-firm, warm-but he leaned back slightly, giving Ben a mock-salute with his free hand.
Ben just grunted in disbelief. And Daisy? She let out the tiniest sigh of relief... right before Evan's fingers subtly traced one last line along her hip-just to remind her who's really in control.
Evan followed Daisy's gaze to Ben, and for a brief second, he let go of her -not with his hands, but in demeanor. The smirk faded into something quieter, almost contemplative.
"...Don't pity him," *he said lowly, just for her ears,"He chose this. Just like I did."
His thumb brushed the dip of her waist-gentler now. Not teasing. Almost... protective.
"But you? You didn't choose any of it."
Ben stayed silent across the cabin, staring out the window-but not before giving Evan one last look that said:
I know what you're doing.
And Evan? He just smiled faintly.
"Rest now," he murmured to her,"We'll be home soon."
Evan's eyes held hers - not smirking, not teasing. For the first time, something real flickered beneath the surface. A pause. A breath.
Daisy laid on his chest, the tone in her voice was a mix of worry and hope
"...You will," he said quietly, voice low and certain. "If you want to."
Ben snorted softly from across the cabin but didn't argue this time.
And Daisy? She just smiled - small, shy... hopeful.
Evan let his hand linger on her hip a moment longer before finally saying,
"Go ahead. Close your eyes."
A command wrapped in kindness.
The plane was about to land and Ben looked at McCone
" I can't wait to get out of this fucking plane so I don't need to see you ever again" the runner said.
The girl was still sleeping in McCone's lap.Evan glanced over in Ben's direction, his hand still gently stroking your hip even as he met the other man's gaze.
"Likewise," he drawled, his voice holding that same, easy kind of mockery, "Wouldn't want to deal with your sour face again anytime soon."
As the plane began its descent, Evan shifted you slightly, carefully adjusting you to make sure you didn't wake.
As the plane landed the girl stirred in Evan's lap, slowly waking up.
"Oh look! Your little play thing is about to wake up" Ben said sarcastically.
Evan shot Ben a slow, dangerous smirk-one that said he wasn't the least bit bothered.
"Better than having nothing to play with," he countered smoothly-just as Daisy stirred fully, blinking up at him with sleepy, disoriented eyes.
He didn't let go. Instead, his hand slid up her back in a soothing motion, voice dropping to that low, velvety murmur meant only for her.
The plane rolled to a stop. Home.
But neither of them moved yet-especially not Evan.
Not unless she wanted to.
She asks softly, gently rubbing her eyes,. trying to wake up.Evan hummed, unable to resist the cute sight of her sleepy eyes rubbing away the last bits of sleep.
"We are," he murmured, "Think you can wake up enough to walk?" He asked with a small, teasing smile.
"Or do you want me to carry you again?" He added in a mockingly thoughtful tone.
Feeling like she was a big girl now,she softly said,
He praised softly, his hand giving an approving squeeze to her waist as he gently shifted Daisy off his lap and onto the floor-but he didn't let go. He kept that same hand on your waist, warm and possessive, while the other gently lifted your chin to look at him.
"How'd you sleep, Doll?" His voice was as soft as his touch.
She said smiling sweetly, looking up at him. Evan's smirk returned-slow, indulgent, like he was savoring every second of that smile.
"Good," he murmured,"But don't go getting too energetic just yet."
His hand lingered on her waist as the cabin doors began to open. Fresh air rushed in, reality creeping back in-but for now? He wasn't letting go.
"Not until I know you're safe off this plane."
Ben was about to bolt out of that plane...
The girl on the other hand was waiting for McCone's instructions on how to get in a safe place, hopefully with him... together.
So she looked up at him with her doe eyes, eyelashes fluttering.
Evan met her expectant gaze for a moment, his eyes drifting over her face in a way that felt like he wanted to pull you straight back into your seat and keep you there. But with the door open and Ben already halfway out of the cabin, he knew it was time.
His hand slowly slid to the small of her back, gently guiding Daisy to the door-which he held open for her.
Before getting out of the plane, feeling bold and maybe it was still a bit of adrenaline, she kissed him softly, getting on the most of her tippy toes ,Evan froze.
For a man who always had a smirk, a quip, a tease at the ready-*this* caught him completely off guard.
The kiss was soft. Sweet. Over too fast.
But he felt it-the heat of it, the boldness behind that tiny act of courage. And when she pulled back, cheeks flushed and eyes wide like she couldn't believe what she'd just done...
He didn't let her get far.
In one swift motion, his hand caught the back of her neck and pulled her right back into him-this time kissing her. Deep. Possessive. A silent claim: "You're mine."
It lasted only seconds before he broke it, forehead resting against Daisy's as Ben shouted from outside-
Evan just chuckled breathlessly against her lips before murmuring:
"Not a goodbye kiss... hopefully"
she said looking up at him, gentle and caring eyes ,Evan huffed a soft laugh at her sweet words-and God, how good it felt to have her like that, tucked up against him with her big, innocent eyes looking at him...
He leaned down again, one arm wrapping around Daisy's waist to pull her flush against his chest. There was nothing innocent about the way he kissed her now. It was hard. Hungry. An all-consuming fire that threatened to burn hotter with every breath. When Evan finally broke free, she was breathless and flushed-and he was smirking like the devil himself.
"Definitely not goodbye."
"GET OUT OF THE GODDAMN PLANE !" Ben shouted from outside.
The girl smiled and gave Evan a last kiss before walking down.
Evan let out a low, dark chuckle as he watched Daisy walk down the steps-her every move still under his gaze like he was claiming her with his eyes alone.
"See you soon, Doll," he murmured under his breath,* "And don't think that last kiss gets you off easy."
With that, he slowly followed behind-hands in his pockets, smirk firmly back in place-as Ben stood at the bottom of the ramp, looking ready to explode.
"But of course," Ben snapped, "The psycho gets the girl. That's just how this ends."
Evan passed him without a word-just a quiet laugh-and kept his eyes locked on the girl.
And somehow? She knew... this wasn't over.
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