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Do not copy, post on another site, or mimic my work. It is still plagiarism if you give credit, just don't do it.
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Magic ~ Pete Mitchell may be magic or you may have just tripped into the right man's lap.
Fake It Till You Make It ~ You needed to show you were over your last boyfriend, your brother's best friend offered to help (or actually, your brother offered his friend's help)
plot: You needed to show you were over your last boyfriend, your brother's best friend offered to help (or actually, your brother offered his friend's help)
cw: fem!reader, mitchell!reader, age gap (4 years), takes place after the movie, Nick lives, Pete calls reader Bee because she's scared of them, Pete's a good brother, Pete and Nick are teachers at TOP GUN, reader's shorter than Nick, reader has an asshole ex, no beta and barely edited.
a/n: yall liked the last one so heres another. this took a minute to write because i could not figure out what i wanted to do for the ending.
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When you moved to San Diego, you were moving there to be closer to your brother. Or that's what you told him, truly you were moving because you found your now ex boyfriend sleeping with the girl he said was just a friend.
You had been there for a few months, the sting of heartbreak gone away. But there was something bothering you, your ex, Alvin, was coming to San Diego. You only knew it because an old friend told you that he mentioned being around The Hard Deck, the bar your brother took you to when he wasn't going to The O Club.
It stung knowing he was around and with his new girlfriend, but you didn't say anything. You just avoided going out, at all costs. "Come on, Bee! You haven't left your house in days," Pete was all but dragging you out of your house while Nick stood by the door of truck.
You huffed and planted your feet, only for it to fail and you to almost topple over when Pete tugged your arm again. "I told you, I don't want to leave," you fought back as you tried to yank your arm free from Pete's grip.
"Why not?" Pete had stopped pulling you long enough for you to have a real conversation.
You paused in telling him, he didn't actually know the truth. "Alvin cheated on me, it was the last factor in my move. But now he's visiting out here for some reason and I'd rather avoid him since I can't prove I'm over him," you admitted, kicking the ground with the toe of your shoe lightly as you looked down. You didn't want to see the looks on either of the men's faces, you were embarrassed.
"Bee, why didn't you tell me?" Pete let go of your wrist only to gently grab your upper arms.
"I'm embarrassed, ok? He told me that Ava was just a friend and that I needed to get over myself when I asked if anything was going on. And I believed him, but then I found them in bed together so," you shrugged but still refused to look up at him.
Since you were so against looking up, you missed the look shared between your brother and his best friend. You especially missed the smirk on your brother's face and the blush creeping up Nick's neck. "Ok, how about this? If we run into Alvin, Goose will pretend to be your boyfriend. Bam, problem solved!" Pete announced and you finally looked up. "Now let's go, I'm starving!" Pete pulled you by the wrist again.
"Wait, wait," you stopped at the back door of the truck. "I didn't agree to this! Nick didn't agree to this!!"
"It's fine!" Pete huffed, hauling you up into his arms to throw you into the back of the truck.
"Pete!" You yelled as you landed in the backseat. "Nick, please talk some sense into my brother. It seems he has lost his ever loving mind," you looked to the blond pilot.
"Sorry, honey, but Mav's got a point. You can't just stay in your house because you don't want to see someone," Nick gave you a sheepish smile and you gaped at him, both for the pet name and his words.
"You've both lost your minds, I'm next, aren't I?" You buckled your seatbelt despite your words and relaxed in the backseat. You hated to admit your brother was right, but damn did it feel good to be out of the house.
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You had a great day with the boys, both of them keeping their heads on a swivel to see if they spotted Alvin. Pete did first, his reaction was smacking your arm while speaking. "I see him, better be able to act," Pete hissed and you felt Nick's arm wrap around your waist not a moment later. You felt him tug you into his side and let yourself relish in the small moment, even if it was fake.
You looked up at him to find him already looking down at you, his aviators low on his nose. "This is lunacy," you muttered before you noticed Alvin and Ava walking over.
Ava gasped when she saw you, like she couldn't believe her eyes that you were in San Diego with your brother. "Y/n? Oh my gosh! Long time no see, how have you been?" She gushed and you instinctively moved just a hair closer to Nick.
"I've been... good," you told her, a not so lie but not the complete truth.
"I'm so glad!"
"Who are they?" Alvin spoke, gesturing to both Pete and Nick.
"This is Pete, my brother," you introduced him first and watched as they shook hands. You noticed the wince on Alvin's face and guessed that Pete gripped his hand just a little too tight.
"And he is?" Alvin spoke again before you could get to Nick.
You felt Nick's hands flex against your side, like he was reminding himself that he was in public and couldn't fight Alvin. "I'm Nick, her boyfriend," Nick spoke, his voice taking a dangerous tone to it that you've never heard before. "Who are you?"
"Alvin, she probably mentioned me," Alvin spoke so assured that you had to share bewildered eye contact with Pete.
"No she hasn't," Nick shook his head before continuing. "Oh wait, no she has. You're the loser who lost her."
You pursed your lips as you watched Alvin and Ava both widen their eyes. You heard Pete stifle his laughter as Nick pulled you even closer to him. "It's was... interesting to see you two again!" You called out as you pulled Nick and Pete away from them. "Where the hell did that come from?" You laughed with Pete as Nick went a little red.
"Didn't think you had that in you, Goose," Pete laughed harder, nudging Nick's arm as he did so. You were released once you were a safe distance away and you took a moment to calm your racing heart.
"I cannot believe he bought that," you muttered.
"Why not?" Nick asked.
"He was very convinced that I'd never find someone else last time I talked to him," you revealed.
"I can't believe you dated him, Bee," Pete told you, disgust written on his face.
"Neither can I, but it seems I really only attract the annoying ones," you replied, your voice sour.
"What about Goose?"
"Nick doesn't like me like that, do you?" You looked over to the man you were talking about and you noticed the flush on his face.
"I can't lie to you, honey," Nick told you and you pursed your lips. Pete gave him an encouraging nod before sprinting off in a random direction.
"This is a joke, isn't it? Pete told you about my embarrassing crush and you two decided to prank me," you frantically tried to make sense of the situtation.
"I promise it's not a prank," Nick told you, grabbing your hands as he stepped closer.
You only shook your head as you looked at him, disbelief written on your face. "No, this is a prank. I can feel it," you tried to reason but Nick only laughed a little.
Nick stepped closer to you. "If it was a prank, would I take it this far?" Nick asked before stepping even closer and lowering his head until your lips met.
You responded just as Nick was about to pull away, your brain taking a moment to catch up. You never thought you'd like the scrape of a mustache like you did Nick's. You two only pulled away when the need for oxygen burned in your chests. "Does this mean you actually like me?" You had to ask one last time, you had to be sure.
"Honey," Nick gave you one of his best smiles and you almost melted into him. "This means you're my girl, no questions about it," he answered and you beamed up at him.
"Good job you two!" You heard Pete yell from farther down the pier.
"We'll never hear the end of this," you told Nick.
"Our kids will never hear the end of it either," Nick said, amused.
"Kids?"
"You're stuck with me, baby. No returns," he joked, his arm wrapping around you naturally.
"I guess since you put up with my brother, I'm ok with that," you joked back despite the butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
"Good," Nick dipped his head to give you another kiss before you two made it to Pete. And if you were to ask Nick what he was thinking about? You in a white dress with Pete walking you down the isle.
plot: Pete Mitchell may be magic or you may have just tripped into the right man's lap.
cw: fem!reader, Pete and reader becoming fast and good friends, mentions of the ejection accident, Goose lives, no beta and barely edited.
a/n: Is there even an audience for Goose fics???
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Nick Bradshaw was stuck comforting his best friend after another failed date. Pete Mitchell had gone out with a girl only for her to tell him she wasn't ready for the commitment of an aviator. It stung but Pete understood, even if he was upset that she turned down his offer for something casual. "Goose, I just wish the right girl would just fall into my lap," Pete told him, his voice loud on the crowded pier the two found themselves at.
There were families everywhere and the two had taken up a bench on the side of the walkway to chat while they decided on what to do next. "Mav, that's impossible. Your dream girl is not going to just fall into your lap," Goose told him and before the shorter man could respond, a female voice rung out.
"Oh my!" You shouted as a loose dog tripped you, you landed with a small oof on someone's lap. It took a moment for you to regain your bearings before shooting up from the stranger's lap. "I am so sorry," you rushed out, your face a mix of embarrassment and shame.
Nick and Pete both sat shocked, Nick's dream girl had just fallen into his lap. Pete looked at his friend, down to his lap, and up at the sky before wondering to himself if he had superpowers. "It's ok, truly," Nick assured you.
"I'm still sorry," you reiterated before sticking your hand out and introducing yourself.
"Goose or Nick and this is Maverick or Pete," Nick introduced himself and his friend.
"Aviators?" You questioned and he nodded. "It was nice meet you, but I should let you two enjoy the rest of your day," you went to leave but Nick's hand shot out to grab your arm.
"I just wanted to make sure you were ok, that didn't look like a gentle trip," Nick quickly asked, wanting to spend more time with you.
"Oh, I'm fine, I'm sure of it," you tried to wave him off but a glance down at your legs proved otherwise. You didn't exactly feel it, though you recall feeling it in the moment, but you had some pretty mean and slightly bleeding scratches on your shins.
Nick's gaze followed yours and he quickly shot up from the bench and let you take a seat. "Wait here with Mav, I'll go get something to clean those," Nick told you before rushing off.
"I think I'm magic," Pete randomly told you and you laughed at his words.
"And why is that?" You questioned, your eyes trained on him as you two spoke.
"I was lamenting about my horrible date last night and said I wish my dream girl would fall into my lap. Goose rebuked it and then bam! You, Goose's dream girl, falls right into his lap. I must have summoned you," Pete confidently told you.
You raised both eyebrows before glancing around. "Oh really? If you're magic, tell me why Nick would be my dream man," you challanged.
"He clearly is a gentleman," Pete went on to tell you all about Nick, the good and the bad, before he got back. By the end, and right before Nick was back with the supplies he went to find, you were already agreeing that Nick would be your dream man.
"Alright, I got what I could," Nick announced his arrival and you smiled at him.
"Are you going to help me clean them?" You questioned and watched as his cheeks went a nice shade of red.
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You weren't sure why you let yourself leave the pier without a way to contact Nick, but you did. And now you were cursing yourself as you threw on the apron of the small diner you worked at. The scratches had pretty much gone away over night, only leaving red marks from where you had been bleeding. So you went with light wash denim shorts with a deep red shirt tucked in. You wore deep red knee high socks to hide the scratches and to match the top with your normal converses.
It was a slower day, but you didn't mind. It gave you time to sit at the counter and chat with your friend in between customers. You were sitting there when you heard the bell chime but thought nothing of it. "I've gotta go greet the new table," you smiled at Bella, your friend, before standing and adjusting your waist apron. A bigger smile spread across your face as you turned to face the new table only to be greeted with the sight of Nick, Pete, and a group of men you haven't met. "Hi, welcome to Mama's Kitchen. Anything I can get you all started with?" You asked the table, pen ready to write drink orders down.
"It's her!" Pete loudly announced and you raised an eyebrow at him. "I was just telling them all how I'm magic," Pete told you before telling you everyone else's name. You couldn't help but pick up the disdain when he introduced Tom "Iceman" Kazansky.
"It's nice to meet you all, but drinks?" You refocused the question and quickly took them all down. "Alrighty, they'll be out soon," you smiled at them all before spinning around and leaving the table.
"How's the table of hotties?" Bella questioned and you beamed as you started pouring sodas and coffees.
"The one with the mustache is Nick," you informed her and saw her give him a once over before nodding at you.
"And you left the pier without getting his number? Insane," she mumbled, moving to greet a customer that sat at the counter.
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You debated really hard on whether or not to put your number on Nick's recipe. You did anyway, you quickly scribbled the 10 digits down before walking over to hand them all their recipes.
Now you were waiting to see if he actually would call you or if you were just reading the social cues wrong. You got off work only an hour after the group of men left and you kept telling yourself that he would call you when he had time. But now the sun was setting and you still didn't get a single call that day.
Then you heard the phone ring, you quickly rushed over to it and answered. "Hello?"
"Hi, it's Nick!" You heard the voice you've been waiting to hear all day.
"I was starting to think you weren't going to call," you told him, a small laugh creeping into your voice.
"I'm sorry, honey. I had to wait to use the phone here on base," Nick told you and your heart melted just a little bit.
"It's ok, how was your day?" You were starting to feel more grateful that you opted for the cordless phone. You moved back to your couch and turned the TV volume down a bit.
"It was better after I got your number, that's for sure," Nick joked before actually telling you about his day. You were a smiling idiot the whole time you listened to him but you truly didn't care. "How was yours?"
You launched into your own retelling of your day. "So, pretty much a boring day," you finished off your words with a small shrug.
"Doesn't sound that boring," Nick told you and you got the sense he wasn't even trying to sound nice, that's just was he genuinely thought. "Do you work tomorrow?"
"No, why?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch, my treat," Nick said and you couldn't help the giddy smile you had.
"I'd love to," you responded.
"I'll pick you up at 10:30 then?"
"Sounds perfect," you told him before giving him your address and confirming that dress code was casual. You both said your goodbyes and you hung up feeling more excited than you ever had.
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You've gone out with a few military men before, and each time they've been late. You didn't get the impression that Nick was that way, so you were ready with 10 minutes to spare. You were wearing light wash flared jeans, your Bowie shirt, and your heeled boots. You were grateful that you were ready early because as soon as the clock hit 10:30, there was a knock on your door.
Nick smiled wide when he saw you, a Hawaiian shirt and light wash jeans hung nicely from him. You were staring to get the feeling that he wore them his Hawaiian shirts a lot. "Well don't you look wonderful," Nick said and you couldn't help but shyly smile at him.
"You don't look too bad yourself," you replied.
"These are for you," Nick held a small bouquet of flowers out to you and you took them with a more assured smile.
"Come in while I put them in a vase," you told him, letting him in before closing the door behind him. You made quick work of getting into your kitchen to get the flowers in a vase. You noticed Nick looking around at your house and let him wander a bit.
"You have a nice house," Nick mused, turning back to face you as you set the vase on the dining table.
"Thank you, it's technically my aunt's but she moved out east so she lets me stay here," you informed him and smiled. "I'm ready if you are," you added on and Nick smiled as you both headed for the door.
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Like a true gentleman, Nick opened every door for you and helped you in and out of his truck the entire date. Your date lasted the whole day and you ended it with a shy kiss pressed to Nick's lips before ducking into your house for the night.
You barely made it a few steps away from your door before a knock sounded. You spun around and opened it, curious on who was knocking. "Nick?" You realized he hadn't left your porch yet.
"I just couldn't leave without asking you to be my girl, honey," Nick announced and you smiled widely at him.
"Of course I'll be your girl, Nick," you told him. "Don't take this the wrong way, but would you like to come in?" You opened the door a little wider and Nick walked in with little hesitation. You led him to the couch and you both sat down, talking well into the night before Nick stayed in the guest room.
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You woke up the next morning to Nick making breakfast in your kitchen. The old sweatpants one of your friends had left at your house hung low on his hips and the Hawaiian shirt he wore the day before open and flowing as he moved. "Morning, honey," he called to you as you softly padded into the kitchen.
"Morning," you smiled to him as you poured yourself coffee from the freshly made pot.
"Breakfast will be done in a few minutes," Nick smiled at you and you gave him one back.
It felt natural to have Nick in your space but said nothing in fear of him thinking you were weird or moving too fast. When breakfast was done, you and Nick ate in mostly silence before he helped you clean up. Once he was done, he slipped back into the guest room before coming back dressed for the day. "Are you leaving?" You asked and Nick nodded.
"I am, sorry, honey. I've got to get to work to change before class," Nick told you and you nodded sadly. "I'll call you later tonight around 1800 if you'd like," Nick offered.
"That's 6, right?" You had to do the math in your head.
"Yeah, honey. It's 6," he gave you a smile before a small kiss. You melted into it before he pulled away, you walked him to the door and waved him bye as he drove off.
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Nick was unusually happy the rest of the day and everyone picked up on it. When asked, Nick told them he had a wonderful day with you yesterday and knew he had found his dream girl. The boys teased and asked if he hooked up with you, but Nick assured them that noting of the sort happened.
Nick was lucky enough to get one of the base phones at exactly 6 and called your number. He already had it memorized, he figured it would be important for the rest of his life. "Hey, honey!" Nick called into the phone when you picked up.
"Hey, baby," you smiled into your phone, you had been waiting for his call since 5:55. "How was your day?"
Nick was still red from you calling him baby but he managed to answer in a voice he hoped didn't give it away. "It was good, the others teased me a little but," Nick kept talking and you listened to every word. Giving him a small hum or a small reaction to prove you were actually listening. You two talked for an hour and a half before calling it a night, a giddy feeling taking both of you over at the thought of this becoming something.
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Maybe it was too good to be true, maybe everything you thought was there was only there to make you suffer when it was taken away. Pete showed up at your door with a solemn look on his face before breaking down in your arms. Nick had hit the hatch during ejection and was currently in the hospital, Pete had shown up to be your escort on the base.
Now you were sitting in a too cold waiting room with nothing being told to you since you weren't on his emergency contact list. You met a serious man who introduced himself as Viper, he was nicer to you than he was Pete but you didn't to focus on that. You wanted to see Nick, wanted to hold his hand again while you told yourself that he would be ok. "You two can go back and see him now," the nurse told you and you had never gotten out of a seat faster in your life.
Pete and you raced down the hallway of the hospital. Nurses, patients, and doctors alike probably thought you two were insane. When, really, you were racing to see the man you both cared for in vastly different ways. The door was open when you got there and you hesitated outside the door while Pete walked straight in.
You were suddenly second guessing everything, would Nick even want to see you? Should you let Pete and Nick have their moment before you rushed in? "Come on, he wants to see you," Pete gently grabbed your hand and led you into the room.
Nick was laid in bed with bandages wrapped around him and a soft but pained smile on his lips. "Hey, honey," he greeted you and you let yourself fall into the chair Pete offered you.
"Hey, Nick," you felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders when he reached for your hand. You, Nick, and Pete all idly talked for a while before you had to leave. You wanted to call off work but they needed you, so you left with a kiss pressed to Nick's lips and a hug given to Pete.
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Graduation brought upon a whole host of emotions for you. You were happy for Nick and Pete, but they were shipping out for a mission right after. You sat up front with some of the others who were there to watch the graduation, and smiled when you watched them all celebrate. "If it isn't Honey," Slider, or Ron you believed was his given name, threw his arm around your shoulders as he spoke.
"I'm sorry?" You laughed, confused on why he was calling you honey.
"Forgive me, but Goose here is incapable of using your name and I've forgotten it," Slider teased and you were trying to figure out if he truly forgot your name or not. Slider pulled you closer to him before speaking again. "Don't be surprised if he asks you to marry him before we leave for the mission," he stage whispered and you laughed lightly before Nick interrupted.
"Ok, you can let go of my girl now," Nick appeared next to you as Slider let go with his hands raised.
"Didn't take you as a possessive one, Goose," Slider joked as Nick wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his side. Slider walked off before Nick could respond, leaving you and him relatively alone.
"You're a TOP GUN graduate, how do you feel?" You angled yourself towards Nick, causing you to be even closer than you were before.
"Pretty good, I'll feel better if I could get a congratulatory kiss," he smirked but you obliged. Like the last kisses you've given Nick, his mustache tickled your upper lip but you didn't pull away until he did.
"You're lucky I like the look of your mustache," you mused, lightly poking his nose.
"Too prickly?" Nick teased, leaning in to tickle your neck with his mustache.
You were laughing a little too hard to properly answer but you were saved by Pete coming over and announcing your name. "Did you see? I'm the best pilot," Pete boasted as you finally got away from the tickle assault from NIck's mustache.
"I'm pretty sure I watched Iceman get top of your class," you raised an eyebrow as you spoke.
"Eh, a trophy's a trophy. That doesn't matter," Pete waved it off but you shared a look with Nick.
"It's killing you, isn't it?" You questioned and welcomed him dramatically throwing his half his weight onto you. You laughed as he told you all his woes before standing upright again.
"It should have been mine," Pete ended his rant right as Tom walked up.
"Sure it should have," you heard Nick muse before leaning in to whisper in your ear. "Watch these two interact," his eyes were trained on the two men as you directed your attention to them.
The two exchanged jabs and you raised an eyebrow. "Is it always so..." you trailed off trying to find the right words.
"Flirty? Yeah," Nick supplied and you heard the exasperation in his voice.
"Ah, are they so homophobic that they seem like this or is the closet light just off?" You kept your voice low as you spoke.
"Oh, the light is just off," Nick sighed and you laughed.
"Have you been stuck with this since the beginning?"
"Yes, somehow I am almost always there," Nick told you before Ron walked over to you two.
"I'm there when you aren't, it gets worse," Ron spoke and you laughed as you turned your head to face him. Your cheek brushed Nick's mustache as you did and he laughed when you scrunched your nose at the tickling feeling.
"Ah, so this is the first of many that I'm going to be stuck through," you sighed aloud, causing both boys to laugh. "Is it too late to ask for a divorce?" You looked at Nick and he laughed even harder.
"Past the return date, honey," he told you as Ron laughed.
"Damn, guess I gotta deal with it, or help it along. I haven't decided," you told the other two.
"Good luck if you try and help, I'm not sure either know how to turn on the light," Nick kept using your analogy.
"Woah, that's a good way to put it," Ron spoke.
"Thanks, I thought of it," you told Ron, your smile wide.
"Thought of what?" Pete spoke and the three of you looked at him and Tom.
"Going to celebrate with ice cream," you lied, a smile on your face.
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You waited at the dock in your flowy sundress as you watched the Navy men walk off the ship. You had been waiting for Nick to get back, it wasn't even long enough for you to send a letter to him or vise versa. You thought you were patient, but Bella told you that you had been spacey since he left.
You saw Pete walk off without Nick and your heart jumped into your throat. Did Nick not make it? Did you lose your future that was just getting started?
Your thoughts came to an abrupt halt when you saw Nick, a wide smile on his face. You met him halfway and gave him a big hug with a kiss. "Welcome home," you muttered against his lips, laughing as he dipped you back for another.
"A welcome home indeed," Nick told you right before Pete appeared.
"You two coming to the O Club?" Pete questioned,
"Is there another option?" Nick stated rhetorically.
"You could take me to bed," you offered, causing Nick to whip his head towards you.
"What?"
"You heard me, take me to bed or lose me forever," you raised an eyebrow and Nick smiled wide.
"Sorry, Mav," Nick shrugged at Pete before turning back to you. "Show me the way home, honey," Nick told you, letting you lead him away from your shared friend.
