Sweet Memories
Simple Sweet , little Fuckery. No real ships, just a pleasant read into the time spent at MB.
The reader gets a picture out of baby boy Eli W/ A lil bit of Ocelot x Reader that’s barley noticeable you can just push it aside.
Thoughts are italics in quotations = ‘Example’
Flashbacks are in italics = Example
Word Count : 1392
Sweet Memories
"Hello there my little man!" (f/n) said with a quirky smile out on display, “ Care for a picture?” she went on with the same joy, grinning from ear to ear with elation.
“What for?” Eli replied back dully, slowly raising his eyes up to hers, the same downturn of his ever-present scowl twitching slightly at the sight of her and the stupid little grin she wore.
"Well, what do you mean what for ?" She said with a huff, "To take a picture! To capture the day!" She cheered, her arms opening wide as she explained her reasoning to him.
If it'd been anyone else he would have scoffed and left without a word, but because it was (f/n) he sighed lowly, swallowing down his word of refusal.
It wasn't like he'd verbally agreed, but he didn't say no either.
And he didn't run off too.
'That’s as close to a good-willed yes as I'll get from him,' (f/n) reasoned, happy whilst she took in his show of compliance.
Settling behind him she put a hand to his shoulder, modestly posing with him until she watched the man that held the camera shake his head, not satisfied with the sight before him.
Ocelot dropped his shoulders, sighing lowly as he lightly lowered the camera, "Come on boy. Show off a grin," He encouraged the other blonde, wanting to make the shot count while simultaneously finding enjoyment in teasing the youth.
At the command the teen tisked, frowning even moreso, his booted left foot beginning to tap impatiently,
"Just get it over with old man," He bit back, receiving back a short snicker from the other male.
"- Now that you mention it," the young woman started, humming whimsically, “He's right. Come on now Eli, smile." (f/n) said before pinching his cheek to force the smile out, giggling when he huffed, crossing his arms tightly over his chest instead.
'I need a nice one to put in my album,' She thought joyously, having started the collage of memories to always keep them at her side, so no matter what happened she'd have something to look back to.
'I'll never forget you.
I'll never go through it again...
I refuse to let any of you be forgotten.'
She thought determinedly.
‘I want to make up for everything I’ve lost.
I want to be able to show everyone else in my future the thing’s that’d once made me happy.
Things like you Eli.’
"- You look so cute when you smile, " She then complemented the boy, " If only you'd show it off more," She said with dissatisfaction, wishing he'd do so more often.
“J-Just get it over with!” he stammered as she leaned over to him, the boy well aware he was glowing with the obnoxious color yet again, and it only made his face grow even warmer.
He wanted to hide and run away, but not before he let her have the little picture she was insistent on.
“So grumpy... (f/n) grumbled to herself, “ I guess if you don’t want to I shouldn't force you,” she started, beginning to draw back when his hand took a grasp at her sleeve, forcing her back, surprising her.
He pulled her back quickly, hastily putting them back in the same position as before,
“I said... Let's just get it over with,” he murmured, refusing to look at her, instead, forcing his eyes to look towards the camera, by then dropping his hands to his sides, waiting for her to return to her previous position.
"I want to," He insisted before growing silent, not moving an inch, barely even blinking as he waited for the picture.
He refused to show a smile, his face devoid of the little upturn she'd praised.
Instead, he pouted, the little, flustered expression worsening when she leaned down towards him, showing off a small smile, one that glowed with obvious joy that was even brighter than the one she felt before,
"You're so stubborn," She murmured before shaking her head, amused by his overall behavior.
Her attempt to get a smile out of him failed, but even so, she was happy with the result, glad to know that at the very least he'd granted her the small request.
'You could have just walked away,' She reasoned, appreciating the fact that he didn't do so. 'It means a lot to me that you stayed.' She went on.
'I know I can be annoying.
I also know that sometimes, I try too hard with you.' She thought to herself. 'I guess I've got a lot of flaws too huh?' She silently asked him, knowing that sometimes she was too much, but that even then he showed her placid kindness, doing so even at his worse times.
He was never unkind to her, his sweetness peeking through even while heavily masked by his stony defensiveness.
There was a quick flash, giving her 3-second temperament blindness afterward that left her stunned.
“Well don’t you two look cute.” The tactical instructor then commented, entertained by the glowing color on the young boy’s face, but moreover (f/n)’s obvious enjoyment.
He lived to see her happy, following her around all day with her little idea in mind, glad to oblige and doing everything it took to raise a smile out of her.
Soon after, it didn’t take too long until the boy ran off, cursing beneath his breath with words that left her stunned,
“That boy,” she said with astonishment, shaking her head while staring off at the invisible trail he had left off, " He’s worse than a sailor,” She muttered to herself, chuckling wearily.
Looking back to the silver-haired man (f/n) spoke, "You think he’s alright?” she asked with a featherlight worry.
“The boy is fine; Just camera shy I suppose,” he said grinning, knowing just what troubled the youth, but not willing to speak out about it to save him the embarrassment.
Though it was humorous to see him become so flustered, he wasn’t so much of a bastard as to let his little secret out.
“ So, where to next ?” Ocelot asked the smiling woman, waving the camera with excitement, waiting for her next suggestion.
A look of deep contemplation then came over (f/n), her eyes shut tight as her finger tapped over her bottom lip.
“Let's see...Where to... Where to..” she murmured, jumping slightly at the loud snapping sound right before her, blinking open her ( e/c) colored eyes to stare directly towards the held up camera, confused.
“ - I just couldn’t resist.” he started, putting up his hands in defense.“ But don’t worry sunshine. It’s a good one, trust me,” he said while giving her a thumbs up, accompanied by a little wink that made her shake her head.
She trusted him for the time being, rolling her eyes before she spoke,
"Alright, but if it's not it's going straight over that railing," She threatened him, flicking his shoulder with her index, giggling as he swatted the offending little limb off.
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“Hey...Adam..?" She then quietly asked him while momentarily keeping her eyes gazing up at the falling sun, finally taking rest from their little mission,
"Do you think he’d like to have a copy?” she questioned him with genuine curiosity.
"Who?" He asked her with a raised brow, tilting his head down to look at her properly.
"Eli. Do you think he would?" She asked him again, sounding just as soft and uncertain.
“ I’m sure he’d appreciate it,” He told her, reassuring her that while it'd seemed hopeless at first, At the end of the day the boy did care about her, finding a soft comfort with her that wasn't existent for anyone else.
“- I’d be happy if he did,” she admitted, slowly turning to him, “And thank you,” She added with appreciation,
“Thank you for everything,”
She said while she clutched the small album to her chest, grateful for everything that’d been included in her life at the base.
The collection of sweet memories clutched to her chest only grew throughout the years, looked back upon with happiness and fondness, and simultaneously throughout the same time, the growing boy did the same, holding onto the same picture, making certain that wherever he went, it was always close to him.
- The old, worn image was precious to him, tucked within the pocket of his long coat closest to his heart.
