Horny! Adrian, whose caught off guard when you walk into the men's bathroom as he's changing out of his suit, leaving him in his white underwear and has to guide you out, placing his hands on your shoulders, because you refuse to open your eyes out of embarrassment, which also makes it hard for you to relocate the door. You mutter a string of apologies up until he pushes you out that door, and is grateful you keep your eyes shut so you can't see the bulge growing in his underwear with every second that passes.
Horny! Adrian, who agrees to spar with you, and foils your attempt at a leg lock around his head, which results in your legs resting on his shoulders as he pushes you into the floor, mimicking a mating press, which has him bucking up into you. You gasp and squirm in his grasp, grinding into him in a failed attempt to move away. He quickly pulls away, profusely apologising, even though he loved watching you squirm under him all breathless. He doesn't mention anything about the way you pressed into him, or how you rubbed your thighs together after.
Horny! Adrian, who is such a good friend, accepts your request for help when you're drunk, which results in him laying you in your bed on your back, with your legs spread in front of him, making his mind run wild. He starts to undress you, at your request, but you ask him to do it with his eyes closed, which ends up feeling more intimate than it was meant to. He runs his fingers over your soft legs as he pulls your jeans off. He then runs them back up, grabbing your hips to move you closer, feeling his way up your body, pushing your shirt up which allows his fingers to graze your lace bra, before pulling your top off you. He gropes around for one of his shirts, sitting you up to lean against his chest as he slides it on you. Out of respect, he tucks you into his bed, and camps on the floor with a pillow and a couple of blankets. However, once he's sure you're knocked out, he finds his hand wandering south, thinking back to your sparring session earlier, quietly stroking himself, finding his gaze drifting back to you no matter how much he tries to look away. He imagines pulling apart your pussy with his fingers and watching his cock slowly slide in, stretching you open as he bottoms out, pulling the most sinful noises from you. He hears you shuffling in your sleep, rotating to face him, and despite knowing he should stop, he can't help but quicken his strokes, cumming within seconds, wishing it was in you instead.
Horny! Adrian who lets himself into your place because you asked him to help set some things up for the party before the others arrive. He hears you breathlessly call his name, following it to your room, finding you sprawled out on your bed, with a vibrator between your legs, not calling, moaning his name. He can’t help how hard he gets, watching the way face contorts in pleasure as you concentrate, your breathing picking up the closer you get to reaching the climaxing. He pushes his pants down, and before you even register he's there, he's pushing his cock inside you, breaking you out of the little trance you were in as you realize he's here, in your house, with his dick inside you…and you don't mind.
“I'm so sorry, you just looked so pretty…here, lemme do that.” He says, grabbing your vibrator, holding it to your clit as he thrusts in and out of you. You don't protest, bathing in the immense pleasure he's giving you, instead, you wrap your legs around his hips to pull him closer, becoming a moaning mess as he picks up his pace. You run your hands through his hair, pulling him towards you to consume his lips, moaning into his mouth as he finally tips over the edge you've been chasing for the past hour. He follows seconds later due to how absurdly hot this whole situation is, mumbling incoherently against your lips as he rode out his high.
Hi! I'm Bippot. Below the fold are the links to my individual character masterlists, and the rules and general format for requesting a fic. I hope you enjoy reading, and if you feel inclined to, I'd love to hear your opinions!
Love yous, Bip :)
Adrian 'Vigilante' Chase Masterlist
Jake Martin Masterlist
Jeffrey Steinberg Masterlist
Edward 'Eddie' Munson Masterlist
William 'Billy' Knight Masterlist
Ralph Penbury Masterlist
Robert 'Bob' Floyd Masterlist
Rhett Abbott Masterlist
Robert 'Bob'/'The Sentry' Reynolds
Miles Miller Masterlist
Michael 'Mike' Schmidt
Spencer Reid Masterlist
Scott Miller Masterlist
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I also prefer writing relationships that aren’t toxic. While the reader might have a messy or unhealthy past relationship, I, personally, hate leaving things with a sad ending or with no release of angst. There can be disagreements and fights and such, but I tend to try to reconcile them in the end. Obviously, sometimes this can't be done, so this isn't a hard rule at all and may be something that we communicate further about.
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Incest, including step-family dynamics
Detailed abuse
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Gender swaps or mpreg
Cannibalism
Random AU's (unfortunately, I hate AU's as I don't really 'get' the appeal unless it's a progression of canon. The OG world a character is what shapes them and forms them into the character you love; changing that changes them in my mind, y'know. No hate to those who do - it's personal preference.)
If you’re unsure about something, feel free to ask. The worst I will say is no.
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Savage - Adrian makes a fool of himself in front of a pretty girl, but hey, when doesn’t he? She’s weird, funny, and treats him gently, which obviously makes him obsessed with her, and much to his surprise, she seems to like having him around too. Together, they try to carve out a peaceful life, yet her less than perfect family messes up their harmony.
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Cowboy & Piggy - No, Adrian had not been crushing on his colleague. That’s just, like, not true in the slightest. It’s not as if the moment she became available, he said something he could never take back.
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Calendar Girl - When his buddy goes missing, Adrian spends all of his time and energy trying to get her back to him. Because they’re friends, obviously.
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Hercules and Megara - Childhood friends have a habit of drifting apart. Usually, it’s a natural thing. Adrian never wanted to separate from his best friend, but he thought he had to.
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Squirtle Pyjamas - She knows how to calm Adrian down. And wears his clothes. And teases him relentlessly. And knows exactly what to do to rile him up. And knows his deepest secret. But, no, nothing can happen between them. He must resist the temptation to do something about it.
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Spot Over By The Fire Station - After his manager forces him to go to the emergency room for a concussion, Adrian meets an old friend, and she looks worse for wear. He knows he can help with that.
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Hopelessly Devoted - They broke up a while ago, and Adrian still isn’t over it. Chris takes him on a night out, and they get trashed. Adrian never imagined that he’d get up in front of people and serenade his ex, but he did.
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My Favourite Girl - Telekinetic powers can be beneficial every so often. Other times? Yeah, not so much. After a mission gone wrong, her gifts might be godsent. Adrian, however, knows she is godsent, especially with boobs like that.
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Sweltering - It’s far too hot in Evergreen for Adrian to even hide his attraction to Y/N. He tries. And fails miserably. Especially when the guy who delivers her hot tub is so swoon-worthy.
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Wednesdays - While Peacemaker was in prison, Vigilante made another friend, and she had a much lovelier voice than Chris did, and after a takedown, Adrian can’t quite get his thoughts off her.
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What You Deserve - Vigilante has had a long night and just wants to see his favourite girl then go to sleep. Is that too much to ask for?
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Big Strong Guy - No. Adrian is fine with scary movies. He’s fine, okay? That’s impossible; he doesn’t have goosebumps. You’re seeing things. Must be because he's a big, strong guy who doesn’t get scared of shit like that.
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Lucky Number 14 - A work outing lets some things come to light, yet Adrian isn’t there to hear it.
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Last In Line - Getting kidnapped is becoming more of a regular thing for Adrian. Yet, he knows this one. And she definitely knows him.
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The Things You Do For Pussy - Living together means that Adrian’s secret identity isn’t really a secret to her, so she loves to make thirsty remarks about Vigilante whenever she can, and it’s not as if Adrian feels something more than friendship for his roommate, right?
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Waller’s Way - When the new government-issued 11th Street Kid arrives, the team soon finds out why Waller picked her. They don’t really know how Adrian pissed off their boss so much, but he sure isn’t happy with their new colleague.
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Clingy - The Vigilante mobile breaks down, and Adrian needs a hand, transport-wise and socially, it seems. Once his coworker gives him a hand, it sets him off, and there is no going back to the platonic relationship they had before. A relationship that needs to have clear boundaries because Adrian is known to get far too excited to interact with her at any chance he gets.
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Beautiful Things - Since Vigilante no longer has to work his shitty busboy job, and that leaves his schedule wide open for the rest of the day, he soon finds himself frequenting a quaint coffee shop, not only because the drinks there are good, but because he’s grown fond of the woman working there.
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The Distraction - Occasionally, Peacemaker has a solo mission. Whenever these happen, Vigilante has to be distracted so he doesn’t make the solo into a duo. The only person who is capable of that is the girl that Adrian hates… No, that can’t be right. He doesn’t hate her, not really. Quite the opposite, actually.
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The Monarch Hotel - How many times does Vigilante need to get injured before Harcourt finally gives in and hires a medic to help out with the squad’s injuries? Far too many times, that’s how many. When it’s uncovered that a fancy hotel is linked to not only what’s left of the legion of butterflies but also a string of weird deaths and missing persons reports, the only two for the job are lovesick Adrian and the newbie. Will they both make it out of paradise alive?
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Peacemaker Jr - Peacemaker scrubbed all mention of his kid from his file. But when the butterflies find out about her, he must admit to his team that he needs their skills to find her. Then, Chris really requires Adrian’s help to keep her safe, but he’s concerned that his buddy is going to get far too familiar with his daughter. And maybe those fears are warranted.
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On The Road - Peacemaker’s mother fled with her unborn child when Chris was a teenager, and he’d always wanted to find his family again. After annoying Waller, he must send his friends out to help save his family, and Adrian finds out that he is more than willing to throw himself into danger to ensure that Peace’s sister is unharmed.
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Slumber Party - Had Vigilante intended to find the missing mayor’s daughter? No, but he wasn’t going to admit that. He’d completed the 11th Street Kids’ mission entirely by himself and found himself caring for the kidnapped girl.
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Damsel - Vigilante notices a girl and her not-so-nice boyfriend arguing, and just as the hero is about to reprimand the bad boyfriend, she does something unexpected. When she finds him a week later, they come to learn that they mesh quite well. Will that chemistry remain when she knows who’s under the visor?
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Bacon and Bloodshed - When Vigilante came across a crying girl covered in blood, he didn’t expect to have breakfast with her the next morning.
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Reunited and it Feels So Good - After months apart under witness protection, Y/N and Adrian reunite following the defeat of the Butterflies. Both have changed—Adrian’s lost his curls, and Y/N’s sporting new tattoos and a mullet—but their connection is stronger than ever.
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Project Cherub - The 11th Street Kids have been given a new mission called Project Cherub, which seems like something that is completely out of their wheelhouse, and a new member is added by Waller to help them along. Everyone is suspicious of this new arrival, except for Adrian, who is smitten and feels this indescribable tugging towards her.
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Besties - Adrian has a pal that he's known forever and leaves her off his rankings because she fits into a different category in his mind. What that new category is, he's still trying to figure out. All he knows is that he loves her, loves fucking her, and wants her to stick around forever.
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The Greener Grass - Peacemaker loses his phone in a parallel dimension, prompting ARGUS to send the 11th Street Kids to retrieve it. Adrian comes across his hacker girlfriend in an alternate universe and has to confront his beliefs on family and the future when he becomes mesmerised by the new life they live together.
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Hallows Eve - Adrian has a Halloween routine. He's followed it for an entire decade. It's sad, but it's the only way he could think of to deal with his grief.
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Vampires Suck - Adrian has a coworker at Fennel Fields. She's normal, totally normal, and totally into him. He offers to stick around to walk her home, and although she declines, Vigilante decides to do it anyway. After initially being distracted, he finds her bleeding out in an alleyway and seeks the other 11th Street Kids out for help saving her life. Whether they're successful in that mission, well, that can be debated.
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Hallows Eve - Adrian has a Halloween routine. He's followed it for an entire decade. It's sad, but it's the only way he could think of to deal with his grief.
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Her Web Connects Them All - Adrian loves Spider-Man so much that his brain nearly implodes when Adebayo convinces a superhero with a similar power set called Arachne to join Checkmate. He's weird about it – just like the rest of the gang – but she seems to like that.
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The Devil of Evergreen - When the new hacker starts at Checkmate, Adrian makes it his duty to be her dog. Her guide dog, specifically, as the newbie happens to be blind, and he uses everything he's learnt from movies and comics to make sure his damsel in distress is safe. Whether she actually is a damsel, well, that's another thing entirely.
She’s still in her first year at Checkmate and getting partnered with Adrian on a mission seems like a trap - especially since she’s fighting her crush on him and now they have to play newlyweds with virtually no support from the others. What will they do as nothing seems to ever go right on this mission?
Masterlist, Ch 1
Chapter 12: Clear the Air
Thank you @vigilantexreader and @kakyoweenie for the edits!
The man’s hands remained on her side as she looked up at Adrian, her eyes wide and locked on him as he remained focused on the man. She tried to get him to look at her.
“Remove your hands from my wife,” he said, sounding deadly.
“Adrian, it’s-” she tried, untangling herself from the man, but his hands remained tight on her.
“Stop touching my wife,” he said, voice tense and unforgiving. He looked ready to snap, hand itching to hold an undetectable weapon. He may look like a regular guy on vacation in his khaki shorts and linen shirt, but Adrian was never unprepared as far as measures to kill criminals.
“Listen, buddy-” the man started, giving her one more squeeze before one of his hands slipped off of her. He held it in front of him, trying to placate Adrian, but it did no good. Adrian’s brow furrowed the moment the man squeezed her and before she could even blink, he reeled back and punched the man square in the jaw.
He went down like a sack of potatoes.
She gasped and her hands flew to cover her mouth.
“Adrian!” she said, reaching for the incensed man, trying to pull Adrian back as he moved towards the man who was cradling his bloody nose. He ignored her hands trying to tug him away as he glared down at the man.
“You don’t ever touch her again, ever. Do you understand me?” His voice was tight, as if he was fighting the urge to do something worse than punch the man, and even though she hadn’t been working with Adrian for more than eight months, she knew he could easily kill him for her, and the look on his face told her he wanted to.
“What the fuck man!” he cried. “You broke my nose!”
“I should’ve broke your fucking hand,” Adrian spit out. “You don’t touch her, you don’t look at her, you don’t even fucking think about her. Do you understand me?”
“Jesus fucking Christ, yes!” he cried, the man's blue eyes frantic as he avoided looking at her. When Adrian finally looked at her, he was seething.
“Come on,” he said firmly, grabbing her hand while she was still in shock to pull her out of the club. It was once he touched her that she snapped out of her daze, looking back at the man on the ground being helped up by someone else.
Then she really comprehended what was happening.
“Adrian!” she said, ripping her hand out of his grasp, and he looked at her eyes, his were wide and confused.
“What?” he asked, eyes straining against the light. Clearly trying to understand why she was reacting the way she was.
“That was a fucking lead and you punched him!” she yelled, eyes flickering around to make sure no one was paying attention to them. “You weren’t doing your job! You were supposed to be at the bar watching my back and when I looked over you were gone! How was I supposed to signal you that I had found someone from the dossier?”
“Him?” he asked, brows furrowed and even though they were no longer anywhere near that man he still tried looking behind her for him. “He’s not a target.”
“I swear to you, he was familiar! I think he was in the dossier!”
“He’s not,” he said, firmly. She fought the urge to scream as she moved away from Adrian, making her way towards the elevator. “He looked nothing like any of the targets!” Adrian cried as she continued stomping away.
“Okay Adrian! I get it! I wasted my time, fucking move on!” she said as he kept pace with her.
“I was just trying to protect you,” he said adamantly, keeping on her heels.
“Okay!” she said, trying to get him to stop. She could feel her temper rising and she wanted nothing more than to just be away from him.
“Your husband-” he started.
“Adrian!” she cried, spinning on her heel to face him. “Jesus! I’m not your wife! We have nothing Adrian! Nothing! Do you realize that?” she yelled, she waited a beat before she couldn’t stand looking at him anymore and she continued walking away from him. She could hear him keeping pace with her. As annoying as it was, she was glad she could keep yelling at him. “Our first lead this entire week! You might think he wasn’t in the dossier, but I do, and you didn’t let me do my job! Plus, you punched him, so even if I found him later, he probably wouldn’t talk to me at all!”
“He was touching your ass, sorry for playing the part of your HUSBAND!” he yelled. She pulled at her hair, not understanding why he wasn’t listening to her.
“Adrian! Are you listening to yourself? You’re not my husband! This isn’t a real honeymoon! We are undercover for our jobs, and I know that to you, your job is all fun and games, but I do care about my job and doing good work. The last thing I need is to lose my job because you don’t know how to act during an undercover mission!” He stepped back like she had physically hit him, there’s something in his expression that makes her feel ill.
“Right, that’s all this is,” he muttered, and something twists in her.
“Yes, Adrian. This is my job, I’m trying to do my job. You should fucking try it sometime,” she snapped making her way towards the elevator. He still followed her, a little less close this time, but at least he was silent as they got into the elevator. He remained silent as she hit their floor number and the elevator closed and started moving.
The elevator shook and Adrian gasped next to her, his hand grabbing hers tightly.
“What was that?”
“Adrian, don’t start,” she said, rubbing her eyes with her other hand, not finding it in herself to pull her hand out of his yet. All she wanted was to be back in the room and to lock herself in the bathroom. Anything to get away from him for just five minutes. The elevator shook again and out of the corner of her eye she saw him pull out a knife from god knows where. “Jesus Christ, put that away,” she said, hand on his arm as he held it steady and pointed out as he glanced all around the elevator.
“It’s a trap,” he hissed.
“It is not, Adrian! None of this is a trap because there’s no way this is even a fucking mission at this point. We’re going back with nothing, and you’ll be fine because you’re tight with everyone, and I’m going to lose my fucking job because I’m a bad agent who can’t even handle a simple under cover mission!” she said her voice shrill even to her own ears, quick to swipe away any tears. She knew she was weak but she didn’t need Adrian to see it even more.
Before he could say anything, the elevator shuttered back to life, jerking the two as Adrian put his knife back wherever he had grabbed it from.
“See, not a trap,” she grumbled as she released his hand and headed towards the room, her brain still swimming.
The door slammed behind Adrian as she pulled out the dossier, ripping out pages and fighting the urge to scream. She laid everything out on the bed, attempting to take any of it in a new light.
“This makes no fucking sense!” she cried as she took a step back from the dossier she had spread on the bed.
“Maybe, we’re missing a page?” Adrian tried, eyebrows tight on his forehead as he looked at the pages with a frown.
“We’re not missing a page, they’re numbered. Maybe Harcourt left something out? Did she make this instead of Chris?”
“Chris didn’t say, but I’d assume Chris, based on some of the misspelling.” Adrian said with a hum. She frowned and took a step back.
“I’m calling Harcourt, I know Chris said to limit contact, but we need something,” she said as she clicked Emilia’s contact. She answered on the third ring.
“Hey, lover girl. How’s your getaway with Vig going?” she said with a teasing tone, and she felt heat creep up her neck, immediately regretting the fact she had her on speaker phone.
“Listen, Emilia, we’re really stuck here. We think we might be missing a page in the dossier or something. Do you know anything about our main target’s connection to this place?” she said, practically begging for an answer as Emilia stayed silent on the line. “Just anything we can use. We’re running out of time.”
“What do you mean dossier?” Emilia asked after a beat.
“I know, Chris’s dossiers are terrible, hence this mess, and you can barely call it a dossier but we are really lost, right now and could use-”
“Why do you have a dossier? You two are on PTO,” Harcourt said and she froze, looking over at Adrian.
“No, we’re on a mission. Chris sent us here to bust a drug ring,” she said slowly, the gears in her head starting to turn as she realized what was happening.
“I’m telling you now that you’re on PTO, there’s no mission,” Harcourt repeated back, just as slow as she did, in almost a mocking tone. “Now go enjoy a margarita for me and please keep track of how many times Adrian says something stupid. I have a bet with Ads that he’s going to ruin this before you even give him a real chance.” Harcourt hung up and left her staring at Adrian who looked at her clearly waiting for her reaction.
“Call Chris,” she said tensely, and Adrian looked at her with wild eyes as he got his phone out and called Chris. “Speaker,” she said, and Adrian listened.
“Yo, Vig. What’s up?” Chris said she could hear video games in the background, she gritted her teeth as she nodded at Adrian to answer him.
“Hey, Peacemaker! I was uhhh just wondering if you had any information about our target?” Adrian asked, eyes wide and on her. Her eyes were locked on his phone.
“Target? What are you talking about?” Chris asked, and Adrian frowned.
“The mission - the dossier you gave us?” Adrian asked, looking at her.
“Oh, that…fuck Vig, you’ve been taking that seriously? That was just an excuse to get you guys to the resort - I figured you guys would’ve figured out that it was bullshit immediately. Like on the plane like instantly. I made it all up, just copy and pasted shit from old dossiers.”
“Why the fuck are we on a fake mission, Chris!” she said, snatching the phone from Adrian.
“What do you mean why the fuck are you on a fake mission where you guys have to be lovey-dovey? I thought it would finally get you guys fucking started! Do you know how exhausting it’s been watching you two for six months?” Chris said, as if they had truly been inconveniencing the man with their crushes and silent looks.
“That’s fucking insane!” she cried.
“I’m so sorry for trying to help my friend hook up with the girl he’s clearly in love with and the girl who stares at him all day and acts like he hung the stars in the sky!”
“I’m going to hang up now,” she said coolly, not giving Chris a chance to say anything as she kept her gaze locked on Adrian, who looked like he was about to be sick. “Adrian, have you actually liked me this entire time?” she asked gently, and she watched him bite his cheek.
“I need you to define ‘liked’ and ‘this entire time’,” he settled on, and she groaned, throwing herself on the plush bed with all the papers covered in lies that had been haunting her this entire fake mission. She was no longer able to even look at Adrian, she was so frustrated. He had put her feelings through the ringer all week, only for her to find out that he had felt the same way. Apparently he had felt this way long enough for Christopher Smith of all people to try to help him out and set them up.
“You’ve liked me this whole time? Adrian, I’ve been thinking this is all pretend, and it’s been fucking with my head!” she yelled at him, moving her eyes from the ceiling to not miss his reaction, and she watched him throw his hands up in the air and begin pacing.
“I thought it was part of the mission! I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable like I’m some creep! I’m a feminist! Same thing when we’re at work! I’m not trying to harass you…ya know sexually!” he said back, eyes wide and wild.
“You thought me sitting in your lap on an empty beach was part of the mission?” she said, sitting up, as annoyed as she felt she couldn’t help but be endeared by Adrian’s clear panic. “We both knew we weren’t going to spot a single target!”
“Yeah, a really fucking good part of the mission, I jerked off in the bathroom that night thinking about that!”
“Adrian!”
“What! I fucking did! Or should we go back to lying?” he said, his tone wild as he leaned over towards her. She sighed as she watched his chest heave. His face was red, and his eyes were still having a hard time focusing on her. It was then she realized that Adrian was feeling angry or frustrated like she was - but where she was upset that they both had been so blind to the other’s feelings, he was borderlining a panic attack.
“Adrian,” she said softly, standing up so she could wrap him up in her arms. He stayed stiff for a beat, just a second, before he melted against her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tightly against him.
“I don’t want to go back to lying,” he murmured into the top of her head, and she sighed.
“This is insane,” she said, still not over what Chris had done.
“When have our friends ever been sane,” he whispered, shaking his head.
She sighed, letting herself close her eyes as she tried to digest any of this. It was absolutely insane that Chris would do this to his friend and his coworker, but there was a part of her that was thankful for Chris’s stupidity and dumbass plans.
“Remember the first night?” he asked, suddenly out of the blue. When she tilted her head, confusion over her features Adrian kept going. “When you asked me what my number one fear is?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s losing you. Well it’s losing everyone, but the more time we spend together, it’s you. The idea that one day, everyone could just be gone? That I could fuck up and lose everyone, especially after how long it took for me to have friends? and you? Whatever you call this where I pine for you and I'm your annoying colleague at worst and work friend at best? I'll take it, as long as I get to have you in my life it's worth it. So losing you terrifies me more than anything,” he said, his face open and vulnerable as his eyes searched her face, almost desperately.
“Oh, Ade.” she said softly.
“I’m serious, you’re…you’re everything to me.”
“You-”
“From the moment you interviewed, I liked you, and I liked you even more when you started putting sour candy on your desk and you were always nice to me and you laugh at my jokes like you mean it and I just…I love you.”
“Adrian,” she said, her breath caught in her throat as she searched for any inch of lying on his face, but she couldn’t find any.
“Is that too insane? Too much?” he said immediately, looking panicked. “If I had known Chris’ plan, I would’ve planned a way better speech and ran it by Ads too to make sure it was good and I didn’t say anything stupid. But then again if I knew Chris’ plan I would’ve told you immediately because we’ve been working when we should’ve been relaxing. Even if you don’t like me back we could’ve just had a normal vacation. God, I’m so sorry he did this.”
“No…it’s not insane,” she whispered, moving closer to him. A smile broke out on his face as his hands went to her waist, squeezing her gently.
“Yeah?”
“Love is…a lot for right now,” she said, his smile twitching for just a second. “But I do really like you Adrian. This whole mission has been torture because all I wanted was for all this to be real. For you to look at me and for it to be real and I just…”
“It’s always been real,” he said, voice almost sounding hoarse. “The way I look about you and think about you. I wasn’t acting, if anything I’ve been selfish this whole time.”
“The way I’ve been with you, it’s been real too,” she said, voice shaking.
“I am sorry,” he said, suddenly sounding rueful as she looked at him. Confusion all over her features. “For not being there when you needed me, I should’ve been watching and making sure you were safe. I want to do that, not only for missions but outside of all this,” he said, fidgeting with his hands, his face almost looking like he was in pain.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, realizing how hard Adrian must’ve taken her words.
“It’s not,” he said, voice firm. “But I’d like to make it up to you if you’ll let me,” he asked, his green eyes never wavering from her eyes. His intensity made her start to well up, this whole time it had been eating her up inside not knowing where she stood with Adrian and to find out that he cared the same for her, if not more, was almost too much.
“I think I can find it in me to let you try,” she teased and Adrian let out a huff. “And I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have blown up at you.”
“Nah, it was hot and I deserved it,” he said, finally a smile crossing his features as he took a step closer to her.
“Well, either way I’m still sorry,” she whispered as Adrian’s smile grew, his hand coming up to cup her cheek, wiping away a tear.
“Can I kiss you? Please can I kiss you?” he begged, and she let out a watery laugh.
“Yes, Adrian. You can kiss me,” she said and he took no time to cup both her cheeks as he was quick to smash their lips together. As far as first kisses went, it was clunky, awkward, a little too much teeth from Adrian, but she wouldn’t change it for the world.
