#eagle afk

[willowdrabbles]

“Better with you” 1/2

So I saw Jesse Mccartney in concert the other day, and though everything is burning hot and muggy, I started thinking of fall and all the wonderful things coming soon. So this snippit is thanks to Jesse Mccartneys “Better with you” 

She was a damn coward.

Glancing at her phone again, she bit her lip and shook her head, yanking her backpack out of the locker to put back her washing supplies. Again she glanced at her phone on the bench in the locker room, a sigh racking her body as she snatched it up and shoved it in the pocket of her shorts. 

‘Damn coward.’

There was nothing more she could think of besides texting Eagle. He had messaged her not long after they exchanged numbers at the bar, and they had a short casual conversation about meeting up again. Now she couldn’t bear to message him again. 

Terrible self loathing thoughts constantly filled her head. What if he learned about her quirks and hated them? What if they pushed the line of friends and he wasn’t attracted to her afterwards? Len had been single for so long it was terrifying to think someone might want to break that single streak. He seemed so eager to spend time with her, what if she disappointed him? It would break her heart. 

It would hurt less if she broke her own heart first. 

Len slammed the locker closed and marched out, nodding to the only employee, the only soul, in the gym as she made her way out. Her favorite part of working out at dinner time was the lack of people. 

At least inside. Outside there was still plenty of people roaming the streets, enjoying the night air as it was slowly starting to turn crisp. She took in the beautiful sight of the stars and sucked in a deep breath. Fall was just about here, her favorite time of year. Halloween decor was in stores, leaves were very slowly turning. Soon it would be time for sweaters and spook houses, not long after that would be ice skating and snow. 

Speaking of, though the night wasn’t necessarily cold yet, the air nipped at her arms and legs. The telling sign of the season change. Normally she was perfectly content in a tank top and shorts after the gym and a shower. Not so much tonight. 

Tucking her arms around her she began the long walk home, dead set on not taking the subway for as long as possible. Alternatively, she decided to take the scenic route by the park this time. Cold as she may be, She wouldn’t miss a single evening of her favorite season. 

Though her apartment was far, the nearest park was not. And to her absolute delight, the park entrance was illuminated with gold and orange. As she got closer her joy grew as she noticed the park entrance was now appropriately decorated in fall designs, straw sprinkled and wrapped everywhere. The wonderful scent of sunflowers and damp hay filling the air. Once in front of the entrance she stopped, a smile spreading on her face as she read the plastic sign strung up across the entrance labeled “pumpkin patch and corn maze”.

“Awesome!” She sighed to herself, taking in the soft bulked lights dangling in crossed lines across the sky, from trees to light poles, just enough light to illuminate the entrance, and faded away as a wall of corn in the back covered the beginning of the maze.

A loud snarl and a heavily toothed face covered in blood and slime suddenly filled her vision, and Len jumped back while letting out a small squeak. Her back slammed into something warm and firm. 

“Ahahaha! Would you two like to purchase tickets to our maze?” the man in the mask chuckled darkly with a fake gurgle in his voice. Len tilted her head back as a hand rested on her shoulder. 

‘Oh for fu-’

“Yes two please.” Eagle said with a smirk down at her, passing the masked man a few bills. 

“Wait I-” Len feebly protested as she was ushered into the small pumpkin patch area, Eagle gently guided her through the aisles of orange squashes, big and small round and oval, until they came to the hole in the wall of corn that marked the beginning of the maze. 

“You didn’t have to-” Len trailed off, rubbing her arms as she eyes the creepy maze entrance, fake spiderwebs dangled from the corn, but more than that, looking in the direction the corn maze went, it grew to pitch black. A few flickers of light, most likely for distraction, but it was dark. Her body hummed in excitement.

“Your eyes were giving off fireworks.” Eagle chuckled. “Besides I... well I haven’t seen you in a while. I was glad to run into you... And find out you like this sort of thing.”

“Oh I love them!” Len beamed, her fists coming to her chest and shaking. “I love the thrill of being scared, I love horror movies and mazes and oh gods everything halloween!” She turned her grin on him, but it faltered when she saw his expression. 

“You.... Do you not like this stuff?” Her smile turned slightly wicked as a blush crossed his cheeks. he awkwardly laughed and rubbed the back of his neck.

“I-It’s not that I don’t like it! It’s... I’m... Well I don’t hate them or dislike spooky stuff... I just...” Eagle sputtered to phrase what he wanted and Len let out a small giggle. Forgetting completely her reservations the past few weeks she slipped her hand into his and gave his warm palm a squeeze.

 “Don’t worry I’ll take point.” She promised, slightly tugging him inside. “Oh wait...” Eagle stopped, and she felt slightly disappointed as he pulled his hand from hers. Was he going to back out entirely?Nope nope nope, all the worse, Eagle slipped his jacket off his shoulders, and Len felt her mouth go dry at the sight of his fitted t-shirt. She had felt his muscles a little bit when they danced together, but the shirt did things for her eyes. Clinging to his shoulders and biceps, the gray cotton accented that he definitely took his physical health seriously. And the way the cloth hugged his pecks, leaving just enough slack to not be tight against his abs which if she pictured-

‘By the gods stop oogling him like a parched dog!’ Her face burned as she slightly turned her head, trying to hide her expression in the shadows as he stepped closer to drape his jacket over her shoulders. The small action caused a waft of air to bring his smell with it and her mouth went from bone dry to almost drooling. He smelled like newspaper and like a fresh car engine, just.... utter man smell  and it was completely her thing. Slipping her arms easily through the sleeves of the jacket, she felt butterflies as she felt the waterproof fabric tickle the backs of her thighs even with the backpack still settled underneath.

Eagle quickly slipped his hand back into hers as soon as her hands were free and he gave her a small smile “Lead the way little miss.”

[alex-cyprin]

Anyone thought how hot Prime was in that outfit?

[willowdrabbles]

Eagle sanders coming back for a fourth installment tomorrow!

God I’ve missed my 2d husbands

[willowdrabbles]

“Dance with me”

Eagle Sanders

-I haven’t danced in a month, and frankly it makes me so sad my best friend hasn’t been around to help me with that. Dance is my therapy but it’s not the same when you don’t have that person you mesh with. I looked through my old videos and found a few that legit made me cry but also made me want to write. So here’s another drabble for y’all. 

The traffic of couples spinning turning and striding across the floor was a soothing sight. Len sighed contently as she watched, taking a sip of her beer as she watched. Country music filling her ears and her heart with old memories and warmth. 

It had been months since she had been here, old friends greeted her as if she had never been away. New faces drunkenly grinned and beamed in greeting. It was home away from home, and she was more than thrilled to be back since work slowed down. 

Leaning against the rail surrounding the dance floor, she grinned to herself as a particularly smooth couple spun their way past, executing a perfect pretzel move along the way. 

“You’re quite a sight.” A gruff voice breezed past her ear, making her jump in surprise. Looking over her shoulder, she was met with a stunning pair of gray blue eyes, flickering with pink and green as the lights danced across his face. 

“Eagle!” She smiled and stood straight, turning to face him so she could lean against the wooden railing. “What brings you here?” She continued to beam at him while he shuffled his feet next to her, his own eyes flickering between her and the dance floor. 

“Same as you it seems.” He gestured his beer to the boots on her feet. She felt her smile shift to a coy expression and she nodded, looking down at his own distinctly gray boots. Normally he wore construction boots. The ones on his feet however, were brown and slightly more pointed. And judging by the stitching of the soles, probably leather bottomed as well. 

“Makes sense, best atmosphere for miles.” She set down her beer and folded her arms across her chest. Normally her work colleagues didn’t see her like this, casually dressed in shorts and a lace up top, cowboy boots as well. With Eagle here she felt a little self conscious, wishing she had hit the gym a few more times before he saw her in shorts. 

The song playing ended and rolled into the next one- another familiar couple’s two step. Eagle’s eyes brightened and he set down his own beer, reaching a hand out for her. “Dance with me.” He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. His other hand removed his hat and placed it next to his beer, revealing is slightly curled blonde hair.

“Really?” She hesitantly grabbed his hand, following him around the railing towards the entrance of the dance floor. 

“You dance don’t you?” He asked skeptically, glancing down at her boots again. She laughed and nodded, feeling heat creep to her cheeks and her neck. 

“I’m uh.... I kinda used to be a dance teacher.” Len let herself be pulled into his arms, the automatic stance filling her limbs. Left hand cupping his shoulder, her right gently resting in his hand. To her surprise his right fell to cup her shoulder blade, their form together perfect. 

“Even better.” Eagle murmered, making her blush increase as he looked her right in the eye. One, two, three beats and she looked away, her eyes unfocused as she felt him intake a breath, and then they were moving. 

Syncing up with her dance partners was what she was good at. So many times she had been told she was great to dance with, because no matter who it was she would match them perfectly. Style, speed, emphasis, she could match up to whatever the guy put into the dance. Everyone had their ticks, little flexes in their fingers that warned her what move they would do next, slight shifts in their shoulders that made her aware she would have to move a certain way for the next dip. 

It wasn’t often she felt like this though. 

It wasn’t often that she simply had to follow, but when someone matched up with her as well. Rather than just going to the beat of the music, but feeling it as well. When the rest of the couples on the floor faded away and the music was so consuming in your ears you had no choice but to feel it. Instead of dancing to the music you were in it, every action and motion controlled by the music, by the song by every little beat. 

Len’s breath was gone, she was sure she was no longer breathing. With small little tucks of his fingers she was spinning around him at perfect speed, her hand filled with him again as if she knew exactly when he would step back into her. Their feet not following the same steps as everyone else, not the basic form and yet still synced perfectly like they had practiced for years. A small shift in his shoulders and she was dropping into a dip, knowing somehow he would be there to hold her. 

Every breath from his chest, every twist of her ankle, no words were exchanged, but they spoke a completely different language, understood by only the two of them. 

She was only brought back to reality when he sang, just a quiet breathless rumble she felt through his skin into her hand, humming the words to the song as they went. “I’m not saying, that I’m perfect, ‘cause girl you know I’m not. But I’ll love you, with everything I’ve got. Girl I’ll give you my best shot.”

A shiver ran down her spine at the gruff tone and she breathed a sigh of relief when he spun her away again, the burning of his eyes lifting for only a moment. All too soon the song came to an end, his arms tucking around her for one last dip as the music faded out. 

“Woah.” She breathed, laughing while he held her suspended above the floor. 

“West coast huh?” He asked breathlessly, hoisting her back up into his arms. The music started up again, not a partner dance this time, and she felt disappointment fill her limbs at having to wait to do that again. 

As a bonus, videos of myself and my best friend doing what we do best:

https://www.instagram.com/p/BNBrfi2At6R/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=162gyvkcjs5zd

https://www.instagram.com/p/BR5IU42DpRd/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=10yznasv1ef15

[willowdrabbles]

First glance

A quick roll and click of her tongue and the printer sputtered again, making her groan in frustration. “I thought I fixed this last week...” She muttered mostly to herself, pushing the green button one more time. The pitiful machine groaned and sputtered again, this time clicking as well and letting out a spurt of ink directly onto her white blouse. 

“Shit....” She looked down, glaring at the blue and black splotch of ink now spreading across the fabric. 

“Ohhh tough time this morning Len?” May’s voice called, a quick glance and she could see May peeking over her computer screen at her, brows furrowed in concern. 

She sighed, setting the failed prints on top of the printer and tugging her blouse out of her pants to fully inspect the damage. Working at a dry cleaners in her younger years before H.E.R.A, she already knew the blouse was pretty much done for if she wasn’t incredibly lucky. 

“This is why I always wear black....” She responded simply, dropping her arms and finally deciding to go back to her desk. Only two stalls away from May, She could now clearly see the giant stain across her abdomen. May winced. “I know Alex said to wear lighter colors because it looks good with your hair... But girl you always manage to get stuff on your shirt.”

May was right, she was a walking disaster when it came to keeping her clothes spotless. She hadn’t been in her intern position long before coffee was decidedly not the task for her. Thankfully her work ethic was more than enough to overlook her clumsiness to push her career forward into the field agent position. 

“Probably a sign I should have stayed home today... It’s only ten...” She said quietly, accepting her fate for the day. “I could go to another department and get the prints but I think I’ll just get them at home.” Logging into her computer, she quickly sent the command to print at her home computer. Something done at least. 

“Probably a safe bet. I don’t think James would appreciate another watercooler incident.” May smiled at her, earning a rueful grin in response. “Was it files on your Sphinx case?”

Len tilted her head back and sighed. “Yes! That pain in the ass had me running in circles for a week! Finally got his damn case solved. I have to finish up the file and get a relative’s confirmation on his behavioral supervision and I am done!”

“A relative I have for you!” MC said cheerily right behind her ear, making Len jump nearly out of her chair. Len spun around, her hand over her chest as she took a deep breath. 

“Gods MC! Shuffle your feet or something!” Len scolded, narrowing her eyes at MC, but still smiling despite herself. 

MC smiled at her, playfully waving a file in front of her as if to fan off the poor startled girl. “Sorry! But I have your guest here ready for his paperwork!” MC stepped to the side, gesturing forward a tall blonde man in her place. 

“My brother-in-law Eagle!” MC smiled “Eagle this is Evelyn.” Waving a hand back and fourth inbetween the two, MC nodded to them both. “I’ll let you two get to it! I have to go over this report with Alex!” With one more wave, she scampered off towards the main office. Leaving Len with her oh so smooth staring at the handsome blonde man in front of her. 

“I.. Uh Hi!” Len stood up quickly, shoving her chair back into her desk and shoving her hand out. “I’m Evelyn, or Len for short.” She forced her face to relax into a smile. 

Eagle took her energy in stride and smiled back, shaking her hand quickly and firmly. “Eagle Sanders... You uh... Might want to get that.” with his free hand he pointed over her shoulder towards her desk. 

Turning she gasped, seeing her coffee mug on its side. Thankfully she had already drank most of it, so only about half a coffee had leaked onto her desk. Spill proof wasn’t exactly Len proof.

“Double shit..” she whispered, jumping to one of her drawers where a pile of napkins rested. Grabbing a few she began cleaning up the mess, muttering under her breath as she did so.

“Here.” A second pair of hands slid under her arms, more napkins in his hands as Eagle shifted the keyboard and mouse pad to clean under them as well. Covered in heat, Len wasn’t sure if she was blushing so hard the temperature went up several degrees, or if it was just him that radiated it. His hands made their way to her hat that rested right next to her monitor, lifting it as well to make sure none had reached it yet either. “Thank you so much.” Len said quickly, taking his dirty napkins from him to toss them into her trash. 

“Nice pin.” he said with a smirk, turning the camo hat over to look more closely at an eagle and flag pin that was tucked into the side of it. Len paused in her reorganizing to see that he was still holding her hat. 

“Thanks... It was my dads.” She smiled, glad when he handed it back to her. Len admired it herself for a moment, running a thumb over the worn fabric of the brim. The brown was sun bleached from her hours spent outside and her jogs to and from home. Placing it back in it’s rightful spot she carefully looked at Eagle with pink cheeks. “So sorry about that... Thank you again for helping... ah...” She slightly turned in place, a little lost for a second before the sound of wheels came towards her. 

May grinned, having sent an extra chair sliding her way. The probably too familiar glint of mischief in her eyes as she slinked back behind her computer, side eyeing Len and Eagle with a smirk. Len rolled her eyes and called out a thanks to her before offering the chair to Eagle. 

“Busy morning already?” Eagle asked, arching a brow and pointedly looking at her blouse. Len didn’t have to look down to know he was asking about her ink stain as well.

“I’m a walking disaster magnet.” She sighed, smiling with embarrassment. “The printer and I had a duel and it won, but I’ll have my revenge.” 

“I’ll bet on you then.” Eagle laughed, easing her awkwardness enough to let them get down to business, but not easing her enough to erase the blush from her cheeks.