What Happens in Vegas Part 2
Note: Not quite sure how I feel about this one but here we are! I am definitely planning to make this into a series, regardless of my shitty writing! Hopefully it's not awful! I also tagged some people because they asked in the first part and that is so exciting! Thank you!
Jake Seresin x FemReader
Warnings: Shitty writing (as usual), drinking
I halt as I enter the kitchen, eyes locked on the open sliding glass door, "Hangman, did you leave the backdoor open?"
"No, I've been upstairs waiting on your ass to finish getting ready."
Rolling my eyes, I head over to the door before pulling it shut and ensuring the lock is in place. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander over the backyard, which in reality was the beach. There was a feeling that washed over me that caused a shiver to run down my spine as I gazed out but I didn't have time to dwell on it as I heard footsteps stomping down the stairs.
Shaking my head, I turned back towards the counter to get my clutch, opening it to make sure I had everything I needed.
"You clean up nice."
My head snaps up to see Hangman standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking very sharp in his outfit. Hangman was busy fixing his shirt cuffs which gave me a bit to look over him. His white dress shirt hugged him rather nicely, his biceps on display and his shoulders looking even more broad than normal. His pants fit him nicely, not too tight but not too loose. Not a single hair was out of place.
"Thank you, you're not so bad yourself."
While I wasn't conceited, like some people ( cough cough Hangman), I thought I looked decent. The lilac-colored dress didn't look awful like I thought it would. I was a bit nervous about the strapless A-line part but it turned out to be great, not to mention I was in love with the "ruffle" slit up the leg.
Grabbing his jacket off the counter and the keys out of the bowl, Hangman looks at me, "Ready?"
Nodding, I follow Hangman out of the house, mumbling thanks as he opens the car door for me. He handed me his jacket before closing the door and heading to the driver's side.
Hangman and I seemed to have fallen into the husband-and-wife routine pretty easily over the last month. I was a bit worried when we first moved in, I wasn't quite sure how our lives were going to intertwine with each other. I had so many questions; How would we decorate? How would our routines coincide with each other? How would this impact the next eleven months? How are we going to convince people that we were given this whole marriage thing ago? Are we going to end up hating each other after this? How would my ex react?
I am genuinely shocked with how well it was going. Hangman was, unsurprisingly, very neat. The first night we moved in, everything was unpacked and put away. He built furniture like a madman and tore down boxes like his life depended on it. I was also very shocked to learn that he is a good cook. Now I can throw down in the kitchen so I am usually the one doing all of the cooking but when Hangman manages to get in there, it's good. So far our routines work out great, he works out in the morning and goes to work, I make his lunch in the morning, and then go to work. By the time we get home, whoever gets home first has dinner ready by the time the other gets home, we eat, chat, and either sleep or sit out on the deck.
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"Mrs. Seresin!"
A smile breaks out on my face as my eyes land on Phoenix making her way towards me, "Mrs. Floyd!"
I wrap my arms around her and give her a tight squeeze before pulling back to look at her, "The ceremony was beautiful Phi! How does it feel to be a married woman?"
She briefly moves her head to look at Bob over at the pool tables before turning back to me, "It's an amazing feeling!"
I tightly squeeze her hands, "I am so happy for you!"
"Where's Hangman?"
Shrugging my shoulders, "He told me he would meet me in here."
As soon as the ceremony was over and everyone was making their way up to the beach to head into the bar, Hangman told me to go in and that he would meet me in there. Didn't tell me why or give me a chance to respond, just walked off.
"Well, go get yourself a drink and then head over to our spot, I will meet you all there as soon as I can."
Smiling at her, I turn on my heel and head towards the bar. The bar was filled with uniforms. Everywhere you looked, you were hit with a Navy uniform.
Squeezing into a space at the bar, I smile at Penny when she waves and starts to make my go-to drink. "Penny, can you add Hangmans too?"
She nods before going back to making the drinks and talking to Mav.
"Bride or groom?"
Turning to the right, my eyes land on a young man in a Navy uniform leaning against the bar. This man barely looked old enough to be in here. "Both."
Inching a bit closer to me, the youngster says, "I'm here for Bob, we were deployed together a bit ago."
I nod with a smile, "It's great you came."
"Want to dance?"
Shaking my head, "No thank you."
Penny places my drinks in front of me before hurrying off to help someone else.
"Two drinks? Need help drinking them?"
Before I could answer someone pressed their chest up against my back, "Her husband will help her."
Tilting my head back, I see Hangman staring down at the young sailor who looks a bit scared.
Hangman doesn't let the kid say anything else before he slides in between him and me, bringing up his hand that held my jacket, "I figured you would be cold so I went to the car to grab it."
I gently take it from his hand and slip it on, "Thank you."
Hangman hands me my drink before grabbing his, nodding his head towards the back of the bar where everyone else is, "Fancy getting your butt kicked in pool?"
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