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Off The Hook - Bob Floyd x Reader

Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Reader

Summary: Bob and you had a great relationship. Until he left you behind to join a mission but now he's back and back in a squad with you. How will that interaction go and how will you cope with the new dynamic in the group that your complicated relationship creates.

Reader Call Sign : Ghost

Warnings: MDNI - 18+ (No smut in this pic but suggestive content.) Bob being a bit of an ass. Female reader. Angst. Not proofread and my first fic I've posted so let me know if anything needs editing.

Let me know if I forgot anything, also should I do a part 2?

Word Count : 2.4k

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Your POV:

I stood wiping down the bar counter in the Hard Deck, it was a hot day which wasn’t out of the ordinary in any shape or form for the San Diego base. It had been 2 years since the Dagger Squad was all together and 18 months since I left naval aviation behind me. I picked up shifts working at the bar so I could still see some friends that hung around after the mission and I lived nearby in an apartment I shared with Phoenix. She had been my rock these past 18 months and got me through some of the hardest weeks of my life. Sometimes I sat on the balcony and watched as the planes flew around throughout the day and felt a pang in my chest of wanting to return but then I remember who I was hiding from and the crash out leaving had caused me and I out my jacket on and head over to the bar.

Who caused my exit from my dream career I hear you ask?

Bob Floyd, call sign: Bob.

The love and loss of my life. After the dagger mission we were happier than ever and then the call came for him to relocate and take on a new mission, I wanted to stay and build our lives together. Give ourselves a home base where we could grow a family. He told me I was holding him back and myself back if we didn’t take this opportunity, but it wasn’t our opportunity, not really. Maybe my ego got in the way and I was upset he didn’t do what I wanted but it caused him to leave in the middle of the night with not so much as a kiss goodbye. All I got was a letter taped to the fridge for me to find the next morning when I woke up.

I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard the door open to the bar.

“Bar’s not open for another few hours,” I call over my shoulder, hoping whoever it is walks away and then I hear the voice.

“I wasn’t here for a drink anyway, just a catch-up chat” Maverick says as he walks up to the bar tapping it with an open palm when he reaches it.

“What are you doing here Mav?” I turned around again and carried on wiping the bar counter.

“What? Can’t an old man come check on one of his favourite pilots he’s ever trained?”

“Okay, if you’re sweet talkin me then I know you’re up to something. Go on spit it out.”

“Come back Ghost, we need you.”

“I’m out Mav, have been for 18 months, I don’t even think I remember how to fly a plane.” I leaned against the bar facing him now with my hip propped out. I fiddled with the washcloth as my mind raced thinking about all the things I wanted to ask him.

“Now that I know is a lie. Look kid, whatever you’re running from is going to catch up with you eventually, just think about it.” He stood off the bar stool and placed his sunglasses just on the bridge of his nose “Did I mention Bob is coming back for this one?” He said as he turned on to his heels and headed for the door.

“That’s not the selling point you think it is!” I called out after him and watched as the doors swung shut.

I must’ve stood there for another 20 minutes just stuck in my thoughts because before I knew it Phoenix was stood in front of me snapping me out of it.

“Hey there, welcome back to reality,” She quipped at me.

“Bob’s back,” I muttered as I spun around to grab a beer for her.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean he’s back, and Maverick is too. He came in here, wants me to join the team again.” I open the glass bottle and place it in front of her.

“And? What did you say?”

“I said no Phoenix, that life is behind me. I’m out, no more deadly missions for me.”

“You’re thinking about it thought right,”

“Of course I am,” I laughed out as I grabbed a beer for myself as well.

“It might be nice to see him again, you know, get some closure.” Phoenix suggested.

“Oh no, absolutely not, the time for closure was a long time ago. I want to make him regret it.” I said as I walked out the bar into the bright heat of summer.

“Oh boy, here we go,” Phoenix jumped up following me.

A Few Weeks Later

Getting back in was the easy part, it was getting used to the planes again and feeling like I was part of the team that I was struggling with. Hangman was back along with Fanboy and Rooster, Coyote walked into the locker rooms next and then Payback walked in engaged in a thrilling conversation with Bob. Bob looked up at the room and his eyes caught yours for a millisecond before he looked back down at the floor. Hangman walked up to you and bent down to speak in your ear. “You know for what it's worth he didn’t shut up about you while we were out there,”

“Yea, well that’s on him.” I bit back at him, arms crossed over my chest as I sat down on a bench against a wall of lockers,

“Feisty as ever Ghost. See you out there.”

Everyone was filing out of the locker room as I unpacked my bag into the locker. Spare clothes, towels, everything I’d need on base to throw myself back into this job.

“You never did pack light,” His voice was light-hearted and soft as it always had been,

“Yeah, I guess some things don’t change.”

“You certainly haven’t, you look good.”

“Don’t. Just don’t. I’m back to get my career going again and that’s it, I didn’t come back for you Bob.” I said through a tight jaw as my hands balled into nervous fists.

“I know, I have no right to ask this, but can we at least have a drink and talk, I feel like I owe you a conversation at least.”

“A conversation? Bob, you owed me that a long time ago but hey I moved on, and I ran away from my problems sure. I’m back now and no I don’t want to sit and chat to you about how you took my heart and shattered it so hard that I’m still trying to pick up pieces!” Tears had started to fall down my cheeks now, but I didn’t care, I hope it hurt him seeing me like this and knowing that he was what had caused it.

I pushed passed him ignoring his call for me to stop and made my way into the briefing room, I sat next to Phoenix. She noticed my tears straight away and shot Bob a glare as he entered the room and slumped into the only seat left next to Rooster. Maverick walked across the open space in front of the room “Welcome back everyone, let’s do this.” He said as he started the mission briefing. It wasn’t a simple mission by any means and required us to be training for at least 6 weeks before go time but to be honest the thoughts of Bob racing through my head made it hard to concentrate.

The Dagger squad was sat around the pool tables at Hard deck for some reunion drinks. I couldn’t bring myself to miss it because the truth was, I had missed all of them. I’d missed our nightly meetings playing pool and darts and dancing around the bar while Rooster played the piano. That being said I did need a little liquid courage to get through the night and maybe just maybe I had a shot too many. The shirt I was wearing bounced around as Hangman and I danced around to whatever 80s song was playing throughout the bar. I felt Bob’s eyes looking at me and without even seeing it I could practically feel him trying to take Hangman down with his eyes. When I stumbled and fell into my dance partners arms to keep myself from landing on the floor, that’s when I felt another set of hands on my waist, a set of hands that felt all too familiar. Bob and Jake put me down on a stool close by as I giggled into my drink. “Jesus, how much have you drunk tonight?” Bob started before Jake cut him off.

“I don’t think you’re the person she needs a lecture from right now man.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m just saying that she’s a big girl and she can choose to do whatever she wants,”

“Exactly! Thank you, Hangman. See Bob, he gets it.” I hiccupped and had to concentrate on not falling over off the stool.

“Come on, I’ll take you home on my way.” Bob said turning away from me to pick up our jackets,

“I don’t want to go though”.

“You can’t stay in this state, you can barely stand up. Come on,” He tried to pick me up by guiding my arm up, but I pulled away. That’s when Jake stepped in and the whole night went to shit. “She said she wants to stay Bob.”

“Listen here, I’m not leaving her here when she’s this drunk. I need to know she’s safe.”

“We’ll watch out for her.” Phoenix tried to de-escalate the situation, but Bob and Jake were getting closer and closer, and it looked as if Bob was about to punch him.

“She’s not yours anymore, you made that choice man, you need to accept it now.” Jake said picking up a pool cue and walking towards the table.

“On that note maybe, I will go home.” I stood up suddenly feeling very aware that the almost fight was about me and while I was flattered that Jake stood up for me, it was probably best to get home before I get kicked out.

I hugged Phoenix and gave the others a wave before letting Bob guide me through the busy bar. My arm was intertwined with his so I could keep my balance and when we got to his truck, and he helped me into the passenger seat. The drive back to my apartment was quiet, neither of us daring to speak after the tension at the bar.

Bob was the first one to speak “Do you like him?”

The question genuinely shocked me and confused me in equal measures.

“Do I like who?”

“Jake, I saw how you laughed and danced with him tonight,”

“So what if I did Bob, you left me remember.” It might have been the alcohol that spoke instead of my logical brain but oh well, it was said now.

“I know and I regret it every day,”

“Why?”

“You were the best thing that ever happened to me, and I let you go over some silly mission.”

“That’s not what hurt me Bob, what hurt me was you leaving without saying anything. A note was all I got after we had planned a future and a life together. I would’ve supported you eventually I just needed time to figure things out- “

“- They wanted an answer then and there and I gave it. I didn’t want to argue, and I kept thinking that if I didn’t make it back from that mission then the last time, I saw you had to be peaceful. I couldn’t have the last view of you be of you crying or screaming at me, so I left.” I sat in silence as a few tears fell down both our cheeks for the rest of the drive.

The truck stopped in front of my building and Bob walked round to help me out. I took his hand and let him guide me to my floor. We both stepped out of the elevator, and I gave him a small wave before opening my door directly across from it. I was definitely drunk and emotional because I did the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t do. I left the door open as I walked through to the living room. I heard the door close behind me and when I turned around there was Bob stood on the inside of my now closed apartment door. He took his jacket off and folded it neatly over the back of the sofa, I walked over to him slowly, stopping just as our faces were inches apart.

“This is a bad idea.” I whispered looking up into his icy blue eyes.

“What makes it a bad idea?”

“Exes shouldn’t do this. It complicates things.”

“Please, we’re already complicated. What’s one more complication.”

And with that I pressed my lips to his, slow at first while my hands found their way up his neck into his hair. His hands wrapped their way in my hair and pulled me deeper into the kiss, “We should stop,” I mutter in between kisses with him. He nods his head as he kisses back, and it doesn’t stop us as we walk towards my bedroom in the dimly lit apartment.

Bob’s POV

I woke before her, her head resting on my chest, and she only quietly muttered when I moved her so I could get out of the bed. I pulled a pair of shorts I had left here on, surprised she’d kept anything of mine after what I did. I quietly shuffled out the room and towards the kitchen when I heard movement. Nat stood at the counter pouring a cup of coffee, I froze in my tracks when she made eye contact with me.

“Don’t break her heart again, she really does love you.” She almost whispered to me and handed me the warm cup of coffee to take to the bedroom.

“I won’t, I’ve got a lot to make up for.” I walked back towards the room and was surprised to find her awake and pulling an oversized t shirt over her frame.

She shot me a defiant look over her shoulder and then smiled as she crossed her arms and popped her hip out to the side.

“Just because you gave me a great night last night and brought me coffee this morning does not mean you’re off the hook.”

I smiled back at her and wrapped her in a strong hug placing a kiss to her forehead.

“I’ll fix us, I promise.”

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