thinking about sammy bryant x dispatcher! readerโฆ
MDNI - 18+
he heard your voice pop off over the radio, hearing you list off the code and asking for a response. he jumps at your voice, pressing the button on the receiver while he responds, ben raising his eyebrows at sammy.
โyou jumped on that quick,โ ben mentions, a gleam in his eye.
โwhat, man?โ sammy eyes him. โlisten itโs our job to serve and protect, right?โ ben shakes his head at his partner, chuckling lightly.
once the call is finished, sammy makes sure to stop and pick you up lunch. ben noticing the extra bag tucked by the center console. he doesnโt say a word as he chews through his taco.
he places the bag on your desk while youโre sat all cute in front of your decorative keyboard and youโre wearing your headset. he drops a warm kiss on your forehead, your coworkers ogling at sammy from below their computer monitors.
โthank you, sammy,โ you smile up at him, giving his hand a squeeze.
โanytime, sweetheart,โ he mutters against your hair. โyou do good work. keep it up, doll. yโknow how much i love hearing that pretty little voice of yours over the radio.โ
