i knoww first browning moves to washington then browning gets that stupid owens guy to rebound with. where is towns i want to see him i want to know if he’s holding up okay
okay guys, let’s pretend for a moment that our guys actually care more about there childhood then a Fbi case for this story to make sense, just for a moment.
Paring: Dean Redding x reader x Micheal Townsend.
“Babe?”
That’s Dean’s voice knocking on the bathroom door. You’re supposed to go out tonight. You’re in Las Vegas damn it. Even if its just for a case, you have to constantly remind yourself that you’re still just teenagers.
The dress, (Lia bought you) might be a size too small. Your hair is blown out, makeup looks almost pristine, but the zipper won’t budge no matter how hard you suck it in.
“You almost ready?”
With a huff you unlock the door. You could cry frustrated tears, but that would just ruin a half an hours worth of makeup.
“I can’t— zip up the dress…” It’s a little embarrassing having to say that to your boyfriend, but he looks understanding enough. He does a little twirling motion with his finger as he pushes your shoulder gently.
“Turn.”
You’ve been trying for more than 5 minutes. Trying not to get sweaty, or your hair will ruin. There’s no way the zipper would just work now with dean’s hands— oh.
“Done. It was getting stuck on your bra.”
Now that the dress is properly on, you look at yourself in the bathroom mirror. The dress is tight up near your chest, but flares out at the bottom. It only reaches the bottom of your thighs, pink and sparkling.
“You look pretty.”
Dean leans against the bathroom door frame. He’s traded the usual dark hoodie for a classic dress shirt, but he’s still in dark jeans. In fact, if he wasn’t so good at hiding how he felt, you might’ve tagged him as uncomfortable.
“Thank you. You look pretty too.”
Dean flashes that boyish smile. There might be a bit of embarrassment hiding in there, but he tries not to show it. Deans never really had gotten compliments on his appearance from anyone, he doesn’t know how to receive them.
“Now I’m ready.”
“Fucking finally.”
Michael strides into your room, he’s looking down at this phone but quickly pockets it in his classy slacks.
“You were taking forever.”
You cross your arms, looking up at Michael waiting for him to say something. Maybe about your sparkly dress, or perfect hair.
“What?” Michael sees it, he always sees and knows what you want just by the look on your face. The accusatory glare you’re sending him makes his defenses crumble.
“Okay, you look beautiful.”
“Thank you. You look dashing, might I add.”
“Don’t I know it.”
Michael grabs at your hand, he leads it up before spinning you around once, looking you over, then pushing your back into his hold. Over your shoulder he looks at Dean, eyes scanning over the man, lingering on places you can only imagine.
“He doesn’t look too bad huh?” He whispered in your neck, only his whisper was rather loud and it had Dean rolling his eyes.
“Say it to my face.”
It was made as a quick comment, wanting the last word. But Michael quickly detaches from you to grab at Deans wrist as he passes by.
“You look nice.”
It was so genuine coming out of Michael’s mouth, he let the facade of his face slip to see the real meaning behind it. Softening his features so you’d know it was true. It made Dean dizzy with a sheepish look on his face.
“Thanks, you too.”
You’re not one to fish for compliments or get jealous, but you did just spend a hour getting ready only for Dean and Michael to make out sloppy style later. Suppose you can’t get too upset.
man my first thought when i saw agent browning and agent towns was like: yeah they're dating. they're dating or married or engaged guys. they have to be.
idgaf what y'all say but this is my towning hc: browning is a drama queen YAPPER and he bitches about anything and everything (especially his Neil josten case) to towns who is much more reserved and quiet. Towns patiently listens to him, occasionally pretending he doesn't gaf, but he likes to listen to browning talk and thinks it's hilarious
[slamming my fists on a table while chanting] TOWNING! TOWNING! TOWNING!
- @ninyard
okay! so (this is mainly about my towning wip but)
the deal that the fbi made with stuart was carried out by towns not just because towns is charismatic as fuck but also because browning has a bad history with organised crime (now i dont know whether i want this to be a full fledged crime bg or just an unfortunate case)
right so while towns is handling the case, browning feels insanely helpless because towns wont LET him help, thanks to his past. the thing is, its stressing towns out as well but obv our ex-academic weapon, samuel arthur towns will NOT accept that he needs help. so browning tries to help out in the only other way he can imagine, i.e., planning romantic dates so that towns can relax a bit. but BUT towns is NOT having it because these things take time, to prepare for, to execute and towns simply did not have time.
okay i wont spill more cause this has actually given me the motivation i need for brainstorming for my fic so lets see how that goes!!!
