#faraday mag7

[amatsubame]

/Tú me traes un poco loco, un poquititito loco Estoy adivinando qué quieres y pa' cuándo Y así estoy celebrando, que me he vuelto un poco loco/

[obscure-imagines]

“how do i look?” you asked, fixing your hair one last time. 

Faraday made a face at you. “do you really need my opinion?” he asked. you nodded. “Y/N, you are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. you’re probably the most beautiful woman i ever will see and its a shame you dont see yourself the way i do.”

[obscure-imagines]

you were chasing the kids around. it was obvious you werent running as fast as you could, otherwise the game would have ended a while ago. but you kept the children with smiles on their faces, laughing as you pretended not be fast enough to catch the kids half your size.

Faraday watched near the stables, smiling every once and a while to himself when you did something to make the kids laugh. 

“she’s a remarkable woman.” Sam’s voice interrupted his thoughts, “gonna make a man very happy some day.” Sam paused, “if you want to be that man i’d suggest going over there and showing her you share a common interest.”

[obscure-imagines]

“we could be a team. you can pretend to be all over me like you were in there, get men distracted-”

“who said i was pretending.” you grinned, continuing to walk away from him.

“that was real?” he asked, “you, all over me like that?”

“its up to you cowboy.”

[obscure-imagines]

“are you... flirting with me?” Faraday asked.

“is that shocking?” you laughed.

“usually gorgeous women dont like it when i make a move on them.” Faraday answered, “and gorgeous doesnt even come close to describing you so sorry if im confused.”

[obscure-imagines]

“first off she’s not just going to swoon over you, Y/N’s not like that.” Goody stated.

“agreed.” Billy stated, “your flirtations will not work on her.”

“what flowers does she like?” Faraday asked.

Goody and Billy both started laughing, “you think you can just pick some flowers in a field and she’ll jump in your arms? you dont know Y/N do you?”

[obscure-imagines]

the thunk of a bottle hitting wood made Faraday open his eyes to look at you. you grinned at the cowboy, “dont get beat by girls often do you?” you laughed.

“i dont get beat period.” Faraday said in astonishment, “little lady, i think im in love with you.”

[obscure-imagines]

“i keep trying to get her attention but she never gives it to me.” Faraday whined.

“thats because you flirt with anything with a skirt.” Vasquez answered absentmindedly. 

“i do not.” Vasquez rolled his eyes and Faraday sighed, “i suppose you’re right. well i have more tricks up my sleeve, just wait.”