Explosive Dynamics
Pairing: Rex Splode x reader
part 2 || [Masterlist]
The call for backup had come in fast. Your team a trio of specialized fighters mentored by a seasoned hero was already deep in enemy territory when Teen Team arrived. You adjusted your grip on your weapon, eyeing the newcomers as they landed.
"Took you long enough," you muttered, stepping forward. Your squad stood behind you, each carrying the telltale signs of a long and exhausting fight.
Rex Splode grinned, cracking his knuckles. "Relax, we’re here now. Try not to get in our way."
You rolled your eyes. Typical. You’d read his file cocky, impulsive, but undeniably effective. His attitude reminded you too much of a certain someone on your own team, and you weren’t in the mood for another headache.
"Let’s focus on the mission," your mentor interjected before the tension escalated. "We need to take down the supply depot ahead. It’s fortified and heavily guarded. Teen Team, you’ll assist in breaking the defenses. My team will handle the infiltration."
"Sounds like a plan," Atom Eve agreed, casting a wary glance between you and Rex. "Let’s not waste time."
The mission began smoothly at least, as smoothly as a high-stakes battle could. You and your teammates moved in sync, striking from the shadows while Teen Team engaged the guards head-on. But then, a miscalculation. A new wave of reinforcements surged in, cutting you off from your team. You barely had time to react before a blast went off nearby, sending you sprawling.
"Gotcha!" Rex’s voice called as he yanked you back to your feet. "What, no ‘thank you’?"
You scowled, dusting yourself off. "I wouldn’t have needed saving if you hadn’t blown up the wrong support beam."
"Hey, collateral damage is part of the charm."
"It’s also part of the problem!"
Despite the bickering, you fought well together. His explosive abilities paired surprisingly well with your precise strikes, clearing a path through the chaos. By the time the depot was in ruins and the enemy forces scattered, you had to admit grudgingly that Rex wasn’t entirely useless.
"Not bad," you admitted as you regrouped with the others.
He smirked. "Not bad yourself. Maybe next time, we don’t argue in the middle of a fight?"
"Maybe next time, you think before blowing things up."
Rex laughed, tossing an arm around your shoulder before you could protest. "You know, I think I like you."
Your face heated, but you shoved him off, pretending not to care. "In your dreams, hotshot."
But as you walked away, you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. Maybe this team-up wasn’t so bad after all.















