🎉*explodes confetti and chucks chapter one of this fic at you all*
when the human strokes your skin, that is when you let them in 🌙 (<- ao3 link)
Top Gun.
Top Gun!
Maverick had only gone and actually done it, and it would be the best five weeks of his life, for sure.
If only there wasn’t a distraction with the name of Iceman.
Anyway, he was so relieved that he was going to do it and win that trophy with Goose.
But many things don’t go to plan.












