For Blurb Night: “You do have a stupid face.” with Jake ♥️
It's here! I swear I thought I could pull of a blurb night but turns out I couldn't.. Thanks to @a-reader-and-a-writer for looking this over ❤️
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She smiled politely at another one of his anecdotes, hoping that he wouldn’t notice her disinterest. A quick glance at her watch told her it had been over two hours.
Two hours of the man in front of her droning on about himself and all his supposed adventures. He had yet to tell a story where he wasn’t the hero. At this point, she was sure that more than 90% of what he said was fabricated to fit his own narrative.
Hamish didn’t seem to take notice of the fact that she wasn’t listening, continuing to animatedly talk about a recent business trip where he made good on an important deal with another company.
“.. and then, he asked if I wanted to join him for a night out on his yacht. He really should have been more specific because what he showed me was not a yacht, but a small boat. I never would have agreed to go along if I knew -“
She interrupted, seizing the chance before she could wither away from boredom. “You know what? It’s getting quite late. How about we call it a night? I do have an early morning tomorrow.”
The lie fell easily but she couldn’t be bothered to care. She’d do anything at this point to make him stop talking.
“Right, of course. You need your beauty sleep.” Hamish winked, standing up and offering his hand. She debated just standing up on her own but took it anyway, not wanting to seem rude.
She really didn’t want to get back into the car with him, so she quickly caught Penny’s eye from behind the bar, begging her to interfere.
Penny quickly caught on and hurried over to where they were standing. “Oh, are you leaving? Could I borrow you quickly before you go? It won’t take long, just … -“
“Sure, no problem.” She turned towards Hamish again. “Why don’t you head out? I don’t want to keep you waiting.”
“Alright then. I’ll call you later.” Hamish kissed her cheek before heading towards the doors.
Both she and Penny watched through the window as he got into his ridiculous car and drove out of the parking lot.
“I thought he’d never leave.” Hangman appeared out of nowhere, pool cue in hand.
Penny patted her on the shoulder before going back towards the bar, Jimmy waving cheerily at her. She waved back before turning around to face Hangman, raising one eyebrow.
“And have you been keeping track of him all evening? I must say, I’m surprised. Didn't you know you were so interested in what I’m up to?”
Hangman rolled his eyes, grabbing her elbow and steering her towards the pool table. “I haven’t seen you look that bored since the last briefing you guys were forced to join.”
He made no attempt to deny that he had been watching her and her date, which brought a warm feeling in her stomach.
There was a time where the two of them could have been something, but neither had been ready for it. Now, she wondered if they should have taken the leap anyway.
“Well, to be fair, it was almost three hours and even Cyclone looked bored, and he was the one holding it.” She countered, accepting the pool cue he handed her. “You sure you’re ready to lose?”
Hangman snorted, leaning over to make the break. “I never lose, sweetheart.”
“Guess there’s a first for everything then. It’s going to be entertaining watching the smirk fall off your face.”
He shook his head. “I’ll enjoy watching you try. And if I can entertain you, what’s the harm? Better that than what that stupid-what’s-his name could ever come up with.”
He was joking but she could read him easily enough at this point. “Are you jealous?”
“I don’t get jealous. Especially not over someone named Hamish. Stupid name, stupid face.”
She took her shot, sinking a solid before answering. “You know, I don’t mind if you are. It’s cute. And even though he’s the most boring person ever, his face was nice to look at.”
She tried to get around the table for her next shot but Hangman crowded her against it, trapping her between his body and the table. “Mine’s much prettier to look at.”
His breath was warm on her face, his lips inches from her ear as he bent his neck slightly to look down at her.
She tried her best to come up with a witty comeback but him being so close distracted her.
“Nothing to say?” Jake smirked, leaning even closer.
She took a breath, willing herself to get it together. “You also have a stupid face so I’d argue that you’re pretty much the same.”
Jake straightened up but his eyes never left hers. “I take offence to that. And I’m nothing like Hamish. I’ll prove you wrong.”
“And how are you going to do that?” They were headed into dangerous territory but the butterflies told her it would be worth it, as did Jake’s smile.
“Guess you’re just going to have to stick around and see.”
"Would you please just kiss me?" With Jake Seresin!
I would apologise for not posting sooner but we all know how life gets. Without further explanation, here's your blurb ♥️ Thanks @a-reader-and-a-writer for looking this over!
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It’s been over half an hour since she left the Hard Deck, wandering out onto the beach and walking along the shore. She hadn’t gone far, close enough that the light coming out of the windows was still visible but far enough that she could no longer hear the people out on the patio.
The sun disappeared some moments ago and the moon is taking its place, casting a cold grey light over the sand.
“What are you doing out here?”
She keeps her eyes on the waves, tracing the overlaps and motions, even as she answers him. “Thinking.”
She’s hoping the short answer will be enough, that he’ll go back inside and leave her alone but fate has other plans. She should have known it wouldn’t be enough. Like a dog with a bone, Hangman wasn’t the one to let things go.
Her hope is further crushed when he comes closer, taking a seat in the sand next to her. He’s close enough so that she can feel the heat emitting from his body, his cologne invading her senses. Not in an unpleasant or unwelcome way, just in a way she hadn’t expected.
“You know, there’s a party going on inside, yet you’re out here alone, thinking.” Hangman says, leaning back onto his elbows and stretching his legs out. She doesn’t look away from the water but his movements can be seen in the corner of her eye.
“Which is exactly why I’m here. Too loud to think in there. Out here though? It’s quiet, simple.” She murmurs, drawing her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She can feel his eyes on her, watching her. “What do you want?”
Hangman takes a moment to answer, as if he has to decide what to say. “I just wanted to make sure you’re alright.”
“I’m good, thanks.” She’d rather lie than tell him what’s really bothering her. There’s no reason for him to know. He wouldn’t even understand.
Unfortunately, Hangman sees right through her. “Could have fooled me.”
He pulls himself upright, matching her position. It’s odd seeing him look so vulnerable, smaller than he usually presents himself to be.
When she doesn’t reply, he hesitantly continues, as if he’s afraid she’s going to run off if he pushes too far. “You can talk to me, you know. If something’s bothering you. You’d probably prefer Phoenix or Bob but I don’t see them running out here to check on you.”
She rolls her eyes at the last bit. Even when he’s trying to comfort her, he can’t help but take a shot at their teammates. It’s all in good nature nowadays, but it’s so predictably Hangman that it makes her smile. His concern is touching but she still keeps her guard up.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she pauses slightly before adding, “but thank you.”
Hangman shifts, turning his body sideways so he is closer than before. “I think there is something to talk about, you just don’t want to.”
If getting on her nerves is his mission, he’s succeeding at an alarming rate. Gone is the gratefulness at his earlier offer. “And pray tell, Hangman, what would that be, hm?” She spits out, unsuccessful in keeping the annoyance out of her voice. She knows it isn’t fair to react this way, not when he’s been nothing but kind to her but anything to steer him away from the conversation she doesn’t want to happen.
Hangman holds his hands up, as if to placate her. “Maybe the fact that you’ve been avoiding me ever since Payback’s birthday? The fact that whenever we’re off base, you slink away to sit somewhere by yourself? Or maybe we should talk about how we kissed and you refuse to talk about it?”
Fuck.
The last part of his rant makes her tear her gaze from the water, swirling around in the sand to face him. They end up close, too close, but neither moves. “You remember that?”
It’s a weak response, she knows that but it’s the only thing she can come up with.
The look in his eyes portrays disbelief. “Of course I remember. Why wouldn’t I?”
“Because you were drunk? And you didn’t talk to me for the whole day afterwards, so I figured it was just something.. -”
“I didn’t talk to you because when I woke up, you were gone. I wasn’t going to hunt you down over something you clearly regretted but I still think we should talk about it.”
She knows they need to address the whole situation but as he speaks, she can only focus on one thing. “You think I regret it?”
Now he’s the one refusing to meet her eyes. “What was I supposed to think? Like I said, you’ve been avoiding me ever since, so I figured you were just trying to let me down easy without having to say something, which is a shitty move by the way, even for you -”
“Let you down easy?” She’s full of bewilderment at this point and while she knows what he’s insinuating, she can’t make herself believe it. There is no possibility, she’d been telling herself for months.
“Oh, spare me. You can’t honestly make me believe you don’t know. I think I’ve been very clear about my feelings for you.” Jake declares, a distinct look in his eyes as he straightens up. But the vulnerability on his face betrays his emotions, even if his voice stays strong.
She feels like she’s falling, a wide black abyss consuming her entire being. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she’d find herself in the situation. “You have feelings for me?”
She’s well aware that she should probably try to unearth more but she’s still not entirely sure she isn’t hallucinating. This can’t possibly be happening.
Jake laughs incredulity. “Are you telling me you actually don’t know?”
“Well, you never said anything!” She implores.
“I didn’t think I had to! It's pretty obvious.” He responds, shrugging his shoulders like he didn’t just drop a major bomb on her.
She throws her arms out, almost whacking him in the face. “OBVIOUS? How about you use your words instead of just thinking I can read your mind? I had no idea!”
“Why would I kiss you, if I didn’t like you?”
She stares at him blankly, at a loss for words. Everything she had wanted since her stupid crush had manifested itself was happening but for some reason, she couldn’t respond in the proper way. How many times had she wished he would reprecipitate the feelings she had developed for him during their time together? How much had she beaten herself up over kissing him back at Payback’s birthday almost a month ago, knowing that he didn’t feel the same, knowing it was the alcohol?
She’s vaguely aware that he’s speaking again but her mind is racing, as is her heart, and she blurts out the only thing she’s thinking about. “Would you please just kiss me? Again?”
my beloved fe. for blurb night, i humbly request i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time for my favorites jake & thea. love you!
Helena, my love, thank you so much for requesting this prompt! I loved writing it and it fits Thea and Jake so well. I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for being one of their biggest fans and always supporting me!
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She giggled as she sank down onto the floor, back against the wall and heels still dangling in her hands. The paper tiara was hanging around her neck and her pink ‘maid of honour’ shirt was no longer pink, stained by red wine and blue curacao. She blamed the bride-to-bed.
Getting off the floor was out of the question but so was calling for her boyfriend. She didn’t want to wake him up, even though he’d probably prefer if she did. He’d even offered to pick her up after tonight’s adventure but she politely declined. If there hadn’t been a mix up at the hotel they were supposed to be staying at, she would have been sound asleep in a plush hotel bed by now.
The room was spinning, even when she closed her eyes, which made it all worse. Maybe she could crawl? The bathroom wasn’t that far away and -
“Baby, is that you?”
Jake poked his head out of the bedroom, blinking slowly against the hallway light. His hair was tousled by sleep and rubbed his eyes as he approached her, kneeling down by her side.
Thea closed her eyes again, trying to stop the spinning. “Hi.”
Jake chuckled, pulling a few loose strands of hair out of her face. “Hi baby. What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to stay at a hotel?”
She leaned forward against his shoulder. “Not enough beds. And I was close to home. Told you Becca shouldn’t have planned it.”
Jake snorted, hands coming up to cradle her face. “Can you open your eyes?”
She shook her head and immediately regretted it, as the nausea made itself known. Choking back the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach, Thea groaned, pushing her face further into Jake’s shoulder. “I don’t feel good.”
He pressed a kiss to her head and Thea wanted to hit him because she could feel his lips curving into a smile against her skin. But she also didn’t feel like moving.
“You smell like you’ve bathed in alcohol, so that doesn’t surprise me.”
Thea didn’t bother with a reply, falling back against the wall again. “I wanna go to bed.”
When Jake didn’t say anything, Thea peeled open her eyes only to find him with his phone out. She reached out towards him trying to grab it but failing miserably. “JAKE!*
He held the phone out of her reach, laughing. “You’re not going to remember this tomorrow. I’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.”
“Stop being mean and help me.” Thea pouted, closing her eyes again. She tried to take a deep breath, willing the nausea to go away while her boyfriend made fun of her.
“I’m gonna pick you up now, please don’t throw up on me, okay?”
Welcome to Blurb Night, where I try to overcome my current writer's block! You send a request, I try my best to write it. We'll see how good I work under pressure. Fun, right?
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thinking abour anxious jessie asking to hold your baby for the first time and being panicked that shes being too rough even tho shes actually being so soft and gentle
she’s being so careful and cautious even though she knows how to hold a baby. once the baby is in her arms a look of panic overcomes her and you have to assure her that she’s not being rough and that she’s doing everything perfectly
what made jessie and reader decide they want kids together? (regular-universe)
just the simple realisation that there’s no way they’d want to do life without eachother. kids had been brought up before and it had been quite a natural conversation that just went from there
