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HENRY CAVILL as SOLO The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (2015) | dir. Guy Ritchie

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This just sat perfectly in reading time while I was waiting for my facemask to set. It's amazing how the characters speak to me like I was one of the people around them watching while their stories evolved ✨

Reader turns into the green eyed monster watching someone shamelessly flirt with mafia Chris.....

you knoowwww i have to write something about this. it’s a little longer than i’d intended but oh well! 

warnings: smut mentioned, alcohol, language 

"Club business".

You rolled your eyes as you sat at the empty club in the middle of the afternoon. The one that Chris had carried you out of a few weeks ago. In light of recent events... Chris wasn't letting you out of his sight. Part of you appreciated it, part of you thought it was pretty fucking stupid.

Chris told you approximately 3 times a week that he had 'club business' to handle and would disappear for hours. Today, he decided to drag you along and you found out what 'club business' really was.

Chris, Sebastian, Mr. Ricci, Vinnie, Russo, Romano, and a new guy named Benny sat around a poker table, laughing, smoking, and drinking whiskey as you sat across the room, resting your cheek against your elbow.

You tried to distract yourself, spending 20 minutes on the phone with Lydia, then doing some online shopping but this game was never fucking ending. You huffed out a sigh, looking over at the bartender, “Can I have a vodka soda?” If you were going to be stuck here, you might as well get drunk.

She nodded, moving around the bar to make your drink. You swiveled in the chair, turning back to face Chris and his crew, Romano cursing and laying his cards down while Chris smirked and collected chips. God, even playing a stupid card game he was fucking hot. 

The bartender set your drink down on a coaster, turning her hand over, “$9.” 

You looked down at her hand, cherry red nails clacking together as she motioned for you to hand her cash. You raised an eyebrow, “Sorry?” 

“$9,” she repeated, snapping her pink bubblegum. 

It took a ton of restraint not to laugh in her face, “You can add it to Chris’s tab,” you responded, picking up your drink and pressing the glass to your lips to take a sip. 

“I’m not adding anything to Chris’s tab without him saying so,” she challenged, raising an eyebrow to match your annoyed look. 

“Baby?” you called out, without breaking eye contact.

“Yeah?”

You took another sip, “Can I add this drink to your tab?” 

He scoffed, “Why the fuck are you asking?” 

Smiling, you looked away from her and met his confused gaze, “Just making sure,” you turned, bringing your left hand up to pinch the straw of your drink between your thumb and index finger, clearly showing off the giant rock on your hand, “If you could kindly add it to my husbands tab, I’d appreciate it,” you added a wink for your own passive aggressive pleasure, turning the chair back to the poker game. 

Chris looked over at you and smiled, shaking his head. You shrugged innocently before taking another sip. 

20 long minutes passed by and you remained sitting at the bar, bored out of your mind. You’d downed 2 more drinks in that time, starting to feel the effects of the vodka in your blood. You watched as the bartender walked around the bar and made her way over to the table, her obnoxious silver stripper heels clacking against the ground. She started with Romano, making her way around the table and collect empty glasses and drink orders. 

Your jaw clenched when she walked up to Chris, her hand  resting on his shoulder for entirely too long. She batted her eyelashes at him, licking her lips while she laughed at something Chris said. His expression led you to believe it wasn’t as funny as she thought it was. The logical side of your brain knew that a slutty bartender that smelled like Tide and cigarettes had nothing on you, but the slightly tipsy side, saw red. You gave her a second to remove her hand from Chris’s shoulder and despite his attempts to shrug her off, she didn’t budge. You let the jealousy get the best of you and downed the rest of your drink before hopping off the barstool and making your way over to where they played. 

Chris eyed you as you sashayed your way over, hips swinging just enough to get his attention. He smirked as you got closer. 

You walked up to her, grabbing her wrist and pulling it from Chris’s shoulder, “Pardon me,” you snapped, stepping between her and Chris before falling into his lap. She moved to Mr. Ricci who sat next to Chris, eyeing you through the thick, fake lashes poorly glued to her eyelids. 

Chris’s hand rested on your hip, his thumb rubbing circles against your hipbone, his other hand holding his cards, “What’s up?” 

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, “You got an office here?” 

“Yes,” he answered, smirking. 

“Wanna show me?” 

He chuckled, clearly amused by your jealousy and possessive nature, “I do,” he secured an arm around your waist, lifting you with him as he stood before placing you gently on the ground. He threw his cards on the table and dug his hand into his wallet, pulling out several hundred dollar bills, “I’m out,” he flicked the money onto the table, earning head shakes and knowing smiles from the rest of the guys. You squealed when he swatted your ass, "After you, cara,” he jerked his chin towards the back hallway and you happily complied, winking at the bartender once more for good measure. 

He was never coming to ‘club business’ alone, ever again.

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HENRY IS A MENACE AND HE KNOWS IT

HE KNOWS RIGHT? HE JUST KNOWS! He is a teasing little bastard that knows exactly was he is doing and we are just here to catch the feelings for him

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I'm nervous laughing right now, it happems every time he does this kind of things, I should be used by now, but oh well right?

What’s Henry done this time?

What HASN'T he done bestie

Specifically though

I'M GOING TO FIGHT HIM

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@blavikennbutcher Walter deserves all the hugs, god, that big man deserves everything.

I can just imagine him starting to show you how he felt for things you never thought he would let you have an insight. For example, how happy he felt whenever he had you and Faye home, the three of you making dinner after an afternoon full of cuddles and Christmas time movies

Hi, I don't know if you are taking requests, but if you are, could I please ask for a drabble on how yours and Walter's relationship would be? Thank you!

In the movie, we get to see some little of soft bear Walter but I'm still craving for more. And guess what? I'm here for more!

Warnings: Mentions of Mental Health below the cut.

When you and Walter started dating you were both struggling. He was in the middle of a hard case to solve, and you were finishing your degree.

After his divorce, he never thought he could be deserving of love again, at least, not the pure kind of love you were offering him.

You were both a challenge to each other, but honestly, you were grateful for that. He didn't allow himself to be loved, and you were scared you weren't enough.

So, you reached out for professional help, started researching, reading books when he wasn't home, trying to understand better the place you were both in.

What you didn't know was that Walter himself was also trying to understand you better.

One day you found a book on his nightstand, tucked in between his briefs, on the theme of couples therapy. And the small gestures he has been doing quickly became clear to you on some of the pages you read.

That night you cooked dinner, his favorite meal, and cuddled him while you two watched a movie. Walter wasn't one to express his emotions, he felt like every time he tried to do that he worked himself up and became angry at himself for no reason.

The two of you figured that if your wishes were to spend the rest of your lives together, you might as well work on your barriers for real.

To help Walter express his emotions, every month, after your cycle, he would allow himself to feel anything he might be feeling: sadness, happiness, frustration...

After an entire week of cuddling you, comforting you, it was his time of the month to be pampered.

And it worked for both of you. His week was full of you cuddling him, doing a grocery shopping run for whatever craving he had for dinner, and taking baths together while you massaged his scalp.

And slowly, you started proving to each other that love came in every different way.