Mavdad and Jake
I can just see Mavdad and the dagger kids at the beach after the mission, and Mav asks them to grab a far away ball or something and promises them bragging rights to the first one who gets it. Someone pipes up from the back to ask for a hug as well.
Mav sighs fondly and promises that yes the first one back will get a hug too.
And off the 20-30 something aviators go, charging, whooping and hollering across the beach for the ball. Mav huffs a laugh watching their antics. Phoenix even trips Omaha up after he knocks into her running by. Bob jumps over him. Bradley and Jake are in the lead and jostling each other constantly. The ivy twins are weaving in and out of the rest. Its chaotic mayhem with no rules or law to be seen.
Mav goes back to packing up their stuff, and then looks up at a quiet cough.
Jake is standing there breathing heavily, chest heaving and body shifting side to side. He's holding the ball, but there's a small bruise forming on his side and Mav gets the now-familiar urge to check up on him and fuss over him. But Jake probably wouldn't appreciate that too much, so instead Mav smiles brightly at the victor and strolls over to him.
"Hey pops, that wasn't too hard, hope you didn't fall asleep over here. So where's my reward?"
"Well done Jake, great job" Mav says before drawing the younger man knows the promised hug. The younger aviator is stiff at first and then melts into Mavs hold.
'When's the last time someone hugged him??' Mav thought. Poor kiddo needs some tlc.
Jake eventually breathes in deeply and sighs the breath out before standing back up straight. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he attempts to save face and avoid the situation where he just nearly collapsed into his former CO and secret hero.
Mav just smiled at him again understandingly and clapped him on the shoulder before dragging him off to help load the cars.
Jake could get used to this new dad.
