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Pretty face Sova x Male!reader

F/N- Fake name A/N- Assassin name

Does this have anything to do with recent events? Maybe, prove it

Also thanks to @brainrotsova for the unofficial request/idea

You are a highly trained assassin hired by an unknown client to take down Sova.

Cw: mild NSFW. Smut at the end, Blood, Getting hurt.

You check the burner phone for anything from your client. Someone hired you to assassinate a man they called ‘The Hunter’. You smirk thinking how this hunter would soon be your prey. It has been exactly 25 hours since you got hired and you heard nothing. Still, you wait. You stand outside a bakery, tapping your foot in anticipation.

Well you got told one thing, upon hiring you they said this man was strong and highly trained. That gave you a rush, sure you took lives, but no one was strong enough to fight you. Now there was a possibility of a man being able to fight back, you would still kill him however. As you’re lost in thought someone bumps into you, causing you to fall to the ground.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” A man says in a thick Russian accent. He bends down to help you up. You look to see a tall blond man. He had one odd looking yet dazzling light blue eye and the other eye was a darker that reminded you of the lake outside your old house. He was tall, maybe over six foot, though he had a coat on, you could tell he was strong from the way he grabbed your hand. It left you speechless.

“Oh it’s all good.” You say, making sure none of your gear flew into the open. The man notices you looking around.

“Did you lose something?” He asks in a warm tone. Your heart skips a beat.

“O-oh no just making sure I didn’t drop anything.” You respond. He smiles.

“My name is Sasha, what’s yours?”

“Oh I’m.” You trail, thinking of a name to give him. “My name is F/N.” You say. All though he nods, something tells you he doesn’t believe you. With how you delivered it, you didn’t either.

“Well F/N. I have to get going, sorry for bumping into you.” He says before running off. All you can do is watch him leave and give a weak wave goodbye. That was the most handsome man you have ever met, you felt as if your stomach was turning and your heart was pounding. Your trans is broken by the burner phone buzzing. You pull it out.

‘I’m sorry A/N for the wait, I had other business to attend, I hired you because you’re the best of the best. You kill humans and radiants, but especially radiants. This man, Sasha Novikov, aka Sova, isn’t radiant, but he works with a group of radiants. He is ex Russian military, so he will fight back. Try to catch him alone maybe? His blue is robotic, and it’s connected to his weapons such as his drone and dart. I want this done by tomorrow morning, that’s not a problem for you looking at your record.’

*sent image.*

You look at the image and your heart sinks. It was the handsome man you saw earlier, god of all people it’s him? Still, you thought about the debt you were in, sadly a pretty face would have to die by your hands. Well not the first time this has happened, and it’s not the first time someone’s fought back. But it’s the first time someone with a pretty face fought back. You glance back to hopefully find the man again, luckly he’s walking. You pull out the small tracking device, then look at the fallen donut on the ground. You take a deep breath before running to him.

“Hey Sasha!” You yell he stops and turns around. God you wish you didn’t have to kill him, he was so strong it made you wonder if you could take him. It made you wonder if you could take him.

“Oh hey F/N, we meet again.” He chuckles. He walks and looks back at you, wanting you to follow him. You walk beside him, carefully placing the tracker in his coat.

“Let me buy you another donut, as an apology.” You say walking backwards in front of him. You peak his interest.

“Oh no I have to return to work, though I wouldn’t mind grabbing a drink after my work.” He says. You feel your heart skip again, like it was playing fucking hopscotch. Still, you have to keep cool. You should say no, you should tell him you have to leave town tonight. If you guys head for drinks, what if he knows what your plan is and takes you out first. If you went on a date, what if you got soft and he kills you first. What if you can’t kill him, what will your boss do? Just say no.

“How about at seven we meet at that bar?” You say, pointing at the bar across the street. Oh fuck, why did you do that.

“Great, see you a seven.” Sova says, walking down the sidewalk.

“I’m so fucked.” You mumble.

You are lucky he’s in your city, but you don’t go back to your apartment. You knew your boss was there, well you didn’t, but you could guess. Also, going back to the apartment could be risky, you learned that the first time. You almost got caught due to fingerprints and cctv, you remember the beatings that old man gave you.

At your hideout, you put together your sniper. Maybe while he is walking to the bar, you snipe him? No no he’s trained, you’re trained. You know better than to do it in public. But if you did it in public they would be worried that the shooter was in the crowd, maybe it would cause people to trample each other. The perfect cover up, that you won’t do.

You didn’t want to become this, you didn’t want to be an assassin. But the old man had offered you and your sister food and shelter when you needed it. He got her a cure for her sickness, he helped you get stronger. Now, you’re in his debt and you had two options, become their toy, or become their assassin. You’d take killing one man over taking old men.

You hatch a plan. Well a rough draft of a plan, it was definitely going to be messy. You take in factor that he is military trained, and he is in some sort of military organization. You can’t sneak up on him, apparently he has equipment in case someone tries to. This would have to be up close. Hell you might even get caught, but you couldn’t get caught. If you get caught your sibling has to pay off the debt and that includes either becoming their sex toy or become their assassin. You’d have to clean up, clean better than you ever have cleaned.

You have to make a good plan, but not a complicated one. The more complicated it is the easier it is to get caught, yet it’s also so easy to get caught if it’s under planned. Finding that sweet spot was hard, but you ended up making a plan. Get drinks he will most likely get typsy, take him to a back alley, then complete your job. Drugging was out of the question, it felt immoral to do. Then again you kill to pay off your debt. What is immoral then. You had a few hours to kill, so you got all your gear together. You can’t get that man out of your mind.

It seemed like seven couldn’t come fast enough. Walking around the place, taping your foot, you even tried to sleep. Once it hit six thirty time seemed to slow, this never happened before. You had been nervous before hits, but it’s never like this. Hell you feel yourself getting hard just thinking about, his stupid muscles, his dumbass laugh, his long hair, his gorgeous eyes, oh. Oh you were fucked. Once seven hits you fix your self before heading out. These weren’t too nice, but they were nice clothes. You head to the bar you had pointed at this morning. You check a device in your pocket to locate the tracking device you put on him this morning. Good, he was already there, at least you wouldn’t worry about being stood up. Not that it matters if you were. You get to the door, checking if you were dressed well enough, casual yet nice. You show to bouncer your ID and you walk in.

“There you are I thought you wouldn’t come!” The Russian man said, walking towards you. You felt your heart pound faster and faster the closer he got to you. Once he reached you he pulled you in for a hug, you felt as if you could melt right there. His strong arms wrapped around you, you felt for once you were being protected. All these years you were protecting your sibling, but you didn’t realize you needed to be protected. You needed to be protected by him. He pulled away.

“Let’s by a drink, on me.” You say pulling out your wallet. He nods and you two walk to the bar. The man orders vodka coke, it’s a basic choice for sure. You decide to get an Americano, to match his basic energy at least.

“Not a big drinker?” He asks.

“No not tonight.” You chuckle. He raises an eyebrow.

“Why not tonight?” He asks.

“Oh I have important business to attend to in the morning. I can’t be hung over. Besides I have get drunk when I am out with a new friend, it’s bad manners.” You respond. The bartender hands you guys your drinks, you take out the wallet to pay with cash. He must have gotten a peak inside, you two found an empty table.

“I saw a picture of a person in your wallet, is that your partner?” He asked. He looked like he was still happy and smiling just as he was a second ago, but his tone said otherwise.

“Oh no, that’s my sibling, they mean a lot to me. Our parents died a few years ago, we were taken in by a.. a friend.” You say, taking a sip.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” He replied. “Well let’s drink to you and your sibling being here.” He said. You smile and tap your cup against his. You took a sip, while he drank half of it. You set down your drink

“You don’t have anything tomorrow?” You ask.

“Oh I do, I don’t get breaks. I’m just muscle, I can drink more than you.” He said with a chuckle. You look at yourself.

“We are just built different from each other.” You playfully scoff. You were muscular from all the years of training, you were just shorter. He smiles

“You do look like you can hold your own. Do you go work out for fun or is it for work?” He asked. Your heart stopped for a moment, the way he asked you, the way he looked at his almost empty drink then you with those gorgeous blue eyes. Did he know? You calmed yourself quickly then took a drink, you almost slammed your cup down.

“Most of it was from work, we lift a lot. But I just started going to the gym to keep the body it gave me.” You replied, which it wasn’t really a lie. He nodded, not taking his eyes off of you as he took a drink. The rest of the night went well, you guys talked about almost anything that came to mind. Still you had no idea how to kill him, maybe you would try to lead him to the back ally. Still you didn’t really want to kill him, they said he will fight back, what if he kills you first? You two finished up and walked outside.

“Let’s walk a little more, I feel like we have more to talk about.” You say, you didn’t mean to have a flirty undertone, but it happened. You held your breath, but he just smiled.

“Should we go somewhere private to talk?” He asked. Your heart stopped again, your face flushed, if you didn’t quickly look away he would notice. Still, you heard him chuckle, you glanced up to see his face was red too.

“Like where?” You ask. You couldn’t take him back to your place, or your hideout. He stepped closer, you could feel his hot breath against your ear. You could smell the pine on him, made you wonder what he did for work

“Well, I have a hotel room.” He whispered before pulling back. Now you were breathless, he was just standing there like he asked to go get ice cream. You were pissed, how could be be so calm? Yet he looks so perfect in the light show.

“Well, lead the way” You said, walking away. You looked back expecting him to follow, and you could almost see his face turn red. Once you two were walking you almost forgot why you were walking with him. Hell how were you even walking, now lightly flirting with such an attractive man. If the circumstances were different, oh you wish they were different. The way this night was going he could be your boyfriend, you sighed. Then it hit you, cameras, from when he said earlier, now leading you to his hotel. No this wasn’t flirting, he knew. And even if he couldn’t kill you somehow, your face would be on camera.

“Are you okay?” He asked, you let go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding. He grabbed your hand and smiled, and you wanted to die. How could you kill him, shit how could you kill him. He was so much bigger than you, talk, muscular, handsome, long beautiful hair, hell his hands were soft too.

“Oh yes I’m fine just lost in thought, it’s just so cold out tonight, being the first snow of the year and all” You respond. He smiles and leans into you, he got so close if you moved slightly you would kiss him.

“You’ll be warm tonight I promise.” He whispers. If he wanted to play this game, you’d play it too. When he tries to back up, you grabbed his jacket and you pulled him back in.

“I don’t think warm is the word for tonight, maybe hot.” You whisper, you didn’t expect a reaction, that was the worst line, but you see his cheeks turn red. He smirks and grabs your hand tighter.

“Let’s hurry so you can show me what you mean by that.” He says. First you guys walk a little faster , then job, then sprint. You guys raced each other to his hotel, luckily he’s in front so he can lead the way. You guys end up laughing as you two move through people. First the lobby, then the elevator, finally you two are trying to catch your breath outside of his room. He looks in his wallet for his key card. Once he found it he opened the door and he guided you in. He was so warm. He turned on the light and oh my god. This was the best hotel room you’ve seen in a long time.

“So-“ you start but he pushes you into the wall and kisses you. It catches you off guard, but soon you kiss him back. After a minute he pulls away and pins your hands above your head with one hand, then reaches to your pocket. You felt your heart sink as he pulls out your gun.

“So A/N, who sent you to kill me?” He asked, yet it felt lighthearted. Didn’t he realize you were here to kill him?

“I don’t know..” you mumble, his grip gets tighter. That sounded like a child getting caught, but looking at him, now after you guys have shared a moment together. You genuinely didn’t know.

“All you have to answer is who sent you. Then maybe I can forgive you for trying to kill me.” He says with a shrug, throwing your gun behind him.

“I don’t know, I just got the job from my boss.” You say through a hiss. You desperately started to look for an escape, you were sure he was going to kill you. Quickly, you lift up your legs and kick him in the chest. He stumbles back causing you to fall to the ground, you take out the small knife in your pocket. You lunge at him, taking in his features one more time. Once you’re on top of both struggle for a minute. You struggle against him, you also struggle with yourself. Did you really want to kill him? What was so dangerous about this man? After a moment he finally gets the small knife out of your hands, then rolls your around, now he was on top. He pinned your hands to the floor.

“You know, when I was told I had another assassin after me, I thought it was a joke. After I found that small tracker on my jacket, I had my friend so some investigating on you.” He said. You fight against him, trying to lift yourself up or buck him off of you. “You have so much potential to be great, but you use it for this? Not even your sibling knows what you do. It would be a shame if they knew they were the reason you went into a life of crime.” He adds. You’ve had enough of this Russian man.

You use your strength to snatch one of your arms out from his hand using his thumb to break free. You punch him in the face then roll over to where the gun lay on the floor. You reach for it, but he grabbed a small gun from the nightstand. You both take aim at each other this two seconds feel like hours, both of you have guns aimed at each others chest. You were breathing heavily, blood ran down his face. God you hoped he didn’t look down.

“What’s your real name?” He asked, still pointing his gun at your chest, yet his shoulders relaxed. You stay silent for a moment. “Please, I want to put a name to a pretty face.” He whispers, it almost comes across as begging

“Y/N.” You mumble.

“Y/N, let’s talk.” He said, lowing his gun, you keep yours aimed. “We found where your sibling was being kept, I know you’re doing this for them. Lower your weapon.”

“How can I trust you? You took me here you mislead me.” You whisper shouted, still not lowering the gun.

“I didn’t mislead you, put the gun down. That back there? That was real, please love let me up.” He asked, this time it was calm. You don’t know what came over you in that moment, it could have been the death of you. He could be lying to your face, this is the thing you were first taught and it’s never trust your victims. Still, you got off him, but you didn’t lower the gun. He stood up and placed down his gun.

“Shouldn’t you grab that, in case I shoot?” You ask, but he just shakes his head.

“You don’t want to, and I don’t want to shoot you.” He says sitting on the bed, tapping the area beside him inviting you to sit.

“What if-“

“If I wanted you dead, you would be dead.” He said this time his voice was lower, more rough. You couldn’t speak, all you could do was listen. You sit next to him.

“Y/N, they sent you to your death.” He said.

“What?”

“You’re not the first assassin they’ve sent, I’ve killed every one of them. You were sent to your death, from what my friend found, they wanted your sibling. Your boss is loyal to the deals he makes, so he worked with a company that wanted me dead, and they sent you, that way if I killed you he could get your sibling, but if I died then, well that would be a huge paycheck for your boss.” He explained, he used a very calming voice, he was very quiet. You could just sit there, they knew you were going to fail. You were the best of the best, right?

“Why didn’t you kill me?” You asked. He gently put his hand over yours.

“You were different. You didn’t try to kill me right away, when I read about you more, I knew this wasn’t what you wanted. It was either this or a sex worker, all to protect your sibling from the man who gave you two a home. The second reason is a little more selfish.” He says. You could only look at him, nothing came to mind, you didn’t know what to say. But you asked.

“What were the selfish reasons?” You asked

“Well, I thought you were the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. The way you carried yourself when you ran to me this morning, your soft hands, your smile, eyes, body. To me it was all perfect, I’ve never felt this about a man the same way I’ve felt about a woman. I want to hold you close to me and keep you safe. That’s the selfish reason.” He whispered. You were lost for words, he felt the same. You didn’t even realize you had cupped his cheek. He leaned into your hand.

“What do we do now?” You manage to ask.

“It will take a while, but we can rescue your sibling, that is if you let me live.” He whispered. “I want to recommend you for the group I work for. I can’t say much, but we save a lot of people. You have potential and you are strong. I just want you to be by my side.” He said, this was all too much at once. You sit back, then fall to the bed. He stands up

“This is happening all at once, can I think about it?” You ask, while you like how it sounds, nothing that simple. No one just lets people off the hook.

“I need to know when you leave this hotel.” He says. You lift your head up, about to argue with him when you notice something pressed against his pants. He sees you looking and tries to cover his pants with his jacket.

“So back there, that was real?” You ask, sitting up. His face turns red.

“I-it was.”

“Well if you want to pass the time. While I think. We can continue.” You offer, your heart is pounding. He smiles and takes off his shirt then starts to walk to you. The next second he’s over you and you’re laying on the bed

“Alright then if that’s what you want.” He smiles. You nod, god this is what you want. You take off your best and Sasha crashes his lips onto yours. As he deepened the Kidd and pulled off your shirt. You knew your answer, but this felt too good to stop.

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Guys sorry this is kind of long I did my best tell me if I cooked or not.

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brainrotsova · 2 months ago

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Sova x GNReader

❄️Snow day❄️

no warnings; mainly fluff

REQUESTS ARE OPEN HEHE

2561 words

the song (greek tradegy, the woombats remix): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otPkmMNV4-M

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''A snow day? I thought only schools did those!'' You declared loudly as you looked around in slight confusion to the rest of the protocol agents, who seemed just as confused as you were in this moment. The announcement had just been made via e-mail; Brimstone and Viper, the two protocol leaders signed the e-mail off to all.

Granted; the snowstorm outdoors was a bit intense, but you were valorant agents! Everyone could agree you dealt with worse on the daily; being shot at, chased by multiple enemies, the omega agents, training, having the worlds faith in your hands....

''Well, I won't say no to a day off!'' Phoenix declared loudly, already off to do god knows what. He gave a slight happy dance as he left the common room, his enthusiasm becoming contagious. a few extra agents had started to leave the common room to head off and do their own things- a day to relax was definitely welcome here.

You looked around to the gradually leaving agents, a few staying back to chat in the common room as they discussed what they could do of their day. You on the other hand, weren't fully sure what to do. Days off often had a minimum of planning for you- so on the spot was a bit of a thought twister for you. You took out your phone, humming a bit as you debated whether or not you should bother someone on this day off.

after a few more moments, you finally tapped on a contact, sending a quick message asking if they were up to do something today. the answer came back rapidly, and a smile grazed your lips.

''meet me outside in 15, wear something warm!''

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And here you were now- in a warm winter jacket, fur gloves and a fur hat on your head, trotting behind Sova, who had his bow strapped to his back and a quiver full of arrows to his hip. He was already grinning widely, ready to march into the woods that were near the valorant headquarters. He saw this day off as a small opportunity to hunt- even if it was going to be small prey, he didn't mind much- just happy he could have a moment to get back to his main hobby.

''You have a lot of energy today- I'm not complaining though! I'll put it to good use.'' Sova said with his signature smile, leading the way in his march through the woods. ''Uh oh- should I be worried?'' You asked him jokingly- knowing that he wouldn't actually make you do something you wouldn't want to. Plus, it was Sova we're talking about; the man wouldn't hurt a fly unless tasked to.

'' Don't worry, you know I won't twist your arm on anything.'' He said with a light chuckle, as always his Russian accent coming out on his words as he spoke. You always found it rather charming, it had a unique ring to it you didn't hear often. '' But... If I do catch something, I might ask for a hand to make dinner with it!'' He followed up, smiling.

''Of course you'd ask me that-'' You said, shaking your head; a small smile tugging at your lips. '' But sure, I can figure out dinner if need be.'' You replied casually. He nodded and continued his way through the woods, as if he knew the place well. It was a little worrisome to head into the woods in the middle of a snowstorm- but with Sova? you weren't worried in the slightest. He was initially found in the Russian tundra after all- if someone was to know their way in the woods in the middle of a snowstorm, it was definitely him.

After some time walking- the scenery finally changed a bit. Instead of the usual dead trees and heavy snowfall; there was a bit of a clearing in the woods. Granted it was small- but enough to spot a few wild animals further off on the other side of the clearing. There was an unsuspecting fawn and its mother, slowly walking in the snow. Sova raised his hand, signaling to stop. He crouched, hiding behind a dead bush and snow mound, pulling you down with him.

Though the pull down was a bit clumsy- the man seems to forget his own strength at times, pulling you onto him instead of besides. You were able to not make a noise as you fell onto his side- only a slight, quiet grunt escaping him. He gave you an apologetic look as you moved off him a bit to give him the space he needed to set up his bow. You turned your attention to the fawn, near its adult size but not quite- you would rather look at the woodland creature than face him with your rosy cheeks. Though if he asked- blaming the cold would be the easy excuse.

He was quick to place an arrow on the tense string of his bow, two fingers pulling back the string as he kept his elbow squared- immediately having a concentrated look on his face as he aimed. You couldn't tell whether he was aiming at the fawn or the mother deer- nor could you tell if he was breathing at this point. It was as if he had frozen in time, a face of focus as he held his tensed pose with his bow. His bionic eye slightly adjusted, seeming focused and locked onto his prey- not noticing how you stared at him like he was a Greek sculpture. If you could, you would have taken a picture of the scene.

Then- then sound of the bow string snapping brought you back to reality- the faint whistling of the arrow in the wind before a thud could be heard; a cry of one of the wild deers pierced through the peaceful winter snowfall. You looked back to where the deer were- seeing the fawn laid onto the snow- red staining the pristine white snow near its chest.

''Seems I caught dinner- and for quite a few people!'' Sova declared joyously as he slowly stood from his spot, strapping his bow back in place. He briefly turned his attention back to you, his gloved hand stretching out to you as he smiled. You took his hand- once more pulled by the Russian man who seems to forget his own strength once more.

This time- you were pulled straight into his chest- a small ''oof'' escaping you this time now that there was no deer to scare off. ''Apologies-'' He said immediately- this time speaking a bit embarrassedly as it was the second time he had done the same mistake. You chuckled, shaking your head slightly before speaking up in a teasing tone; ''I'm starting to suspect you're doing it on purpose, Sova!''

He chocked a laugh, his cheeks tinting a bit more as he did. He stepped back, creating a bit of space between the two of you- much to your disappointment. ''I swear its on accident- do you know how light you are, (Y-N)?'' He retorted- though still not noticing his hand holding yours still. You took a small chance- squeezing his hand slightly as you smiled. ''Sova, lets be honest here- you're the one unaware of your own damn strength. Like damn, what did your babushka feed you?!''

Sova finally looked down at your hands- the rosy on his cheeks not leaving. It almost seemed like he spaced out for a moment- as if wondering how long you two had been holding hands at this point. He cleared his throat, ''She uh... made a lot of pelmeni-'' He replied - then turning his attention to the fawn he had brought down. He was desperately trying to distract himself- he could feel the heat on his cheeks and the slight knot in his stomach forming; but not wanting to let it show. 'We are friends, nothing more', he thought to himself, clearing his throat once more.

''I'll uh... get to the deer.... We'll head back after-'' He chocked out, finally letting go of your hand as he left you there, walking alone to the deer to start working on it. You felt the warmth of his palm leave yours, a slight hint of disappointment crossing your face. But you watched him work from your spot- a small flutter crossing your own stomach as you simply observed him work; watching as he carried the animal over his shoulder.

The walk back was quiet- nearly awkward. the two of you obviously had feelings for each other- but neither did a move. Neither dare to break the ice- no matter how thin it was melted at this point. And so; once back at the protocol building, you two parted ways as Sova went to start gutting his catch- you were going to change and shower as you waited for his message when he'd need help to cook.

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Your phone buzzed as you laid on your bed, now inside your dorm room inside the valorant protocol, except it wasn't Sova; instead it was Jett- one of the girls you had grown closer to from being on missions with her a lot. She had actually thought you a lot of new cooking methods and tasty recipes as she was a chef before becoming an agent.

Jett: 'Hey (Y-N), Saw you were out with your lover boy earlier 😁got a good catch too!'

The text message made your cheeks heat up a bit, shaking your head slightly.

You: ''Jett we aren't even dating, chill 😒. but yea, he got a fawn'

Jett: ''not dating *Yet* 😇 anywaysssss you guys need help with that? 👀''

You: '' help with making dinner or making a move-?? cause for dinner, yes-''

Jett: 'yes. I'll see y'all in the kitchen 😇'

you: ''Jett no matchmaker istg- and I'm omw, don't you dare do something stupid-''

And with that you finally got up and walked out of your dorm room, heading straight to the protocol's commune kitchen. You had a hunch Jett was going to try something and you didn't know if you should be scared or not.

You entered the kitchen to see the familiar white haired wind radiant and the hunter, both chatting as they seemed to be determining what to do with all the fawn meat. The conversation was casual, mainly Jett throwing suggestions to the tall blonde Russian man on what to make. You snuck in quietly, just observing at first. You waited for a moment to butt in- the moment coming sooner than later.

''Damn that fawn had some thick thighs if that's the size of the cut you made on it-'' Jett exclaimed, looking over the piece of meat Sova was talking about. ''That's what she said-'' You cut in with a giggle- the innuendo making both turn around to stare at you. Jett snorted- and Sova sighed, but still chuckled out softly. ''You couldn't help yourself, could you?'' Sova said as he looked at you, smiling.

''Nope-'' you retorted, but as you were going to follow up, Jett decided to add oil to the fire, playing a dangerous game when it came to your secret-not-so-secret crush on Sova and vice versa. '' I think (Y-N) can't help themselves on a lot of things- like yo-'' and just like that you were slapping a hand over Jett's mouth, glaring at her. ''finish that sentence and I ' wont help myself ' to tell phoenix you think he's hot-'' You threatened- as knowing Phoenix, he would never leave Jett alone even if she didn't tell him directly.

''Do it, I dare you-'' Jett said, muffled by your palm. Now, that wasn't the reply you expected; quite the opposite. You stared at her, blinking a few times before she followed up. ''Also-... look above you, (Y-N)" She added in a teasing tone, backing away instantly to show her grin, mischievous and wide. Something was definitely up- and it wasn't what you expected. And indeed- something was up, and it was a random piece of mistletoe leftover from Christmas she had tossed over your head- held in the air with her wind power.

You face palmed- but also realized her plan. The mistletoe was above you... And Sova. of course. Jett giggled, turning to face the wall as if she was trying to give a minimum of 'privacy'. You turned to Sova, who's face wash rosy at the same realization you had. There was a moment of silence where you both looked at each other without a word, almost as if to quietly ask if the other was okay with it. the few seconds turned to a minutes- and Jett was impatient. ''Just kiss you two, dammit!'' She exclaimed loudly, back still turned.

A bit clumsily, Sova raised a hand to cup your cheek, not breaking eye contact. No words were said as he leaned in, finally placing gentle kiss to your lips. You could feel a slight prickle from his shaved face, nothing bad though, as his lips moved slowly against yours. The man was trying hard to stay gentle and careful- not wanting to do anything you didn't want him doing at the moment.

And to his surprise, he didn't expect you to grab his collar when he went to pull away, holding him in place as you kissed him back, wanting to enjoy it for a moment longer. He let the hand cupping your cheek fall, now sliding down your shoulder, side to finish in the bottom curve of your back, his palm opened wide as he pushed you against him a bit. The simple move made your stomach flutter slightly again- it felt like a rom-com moment but you weren't complaining.

Then finally, where the seconds felt like minutes, you both pulled away, cheeks dusted in pink as you both looked at each other, forgetting completely about Jett and the dinner you were all going to make. His hand remained on your lower back- its warmth soothing you from any embarrassment that should've followed. '' Sova-'' you started but you got interrupted.

''Sasha. Just call me Sasha.'' He said softly, a smile gracing his features as he looked down to you. It was followed with another short moment of silence, as if the two were trying to figure out who should speak first- who should finally break the paper thin ice remaining between the two of you.

''Sasha I-'' ''(Y-N) I need to say-'' and yet again- the two pause, stammering a bit as the two kept accidentally talking over each other. After a few attempts, you both started to laugh- the situation was just becoming comical at this point. ''I like you. A lot.'' Sova finally said, once the giggling died down a bit to finally talk. The words came out naturally- practically stress free even though his feelings for you were finally worded out- finally out and voiced out for you to hear.

''I like you a lot too, Sasha.'' You replied, smiling softly up to the blonde man. Before anything else was said or done- Jett reminded them of her presence now that confessions were finally made. ''Finally! damn I can't believe Phoenix's idea with the mistletoe actually worked-'' Jett said, walking back to the two, laughing as her mischievous grin remained. ''anyways, we have a baby deer to cook, lets go!''

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