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orangez3st · 3 days ago

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Mango On Your Lips

Marshal Commander Cody × GN!Reader

Season: Summer - Clone × Reader Prompt-a-thon ✧ @cloneficgiftexchange

Prompt: Sneaking out to get ice cream at 2 AM Summary: Do exiting game night with the boys early and getting teased for it worth accompanying you to get late night snacks? Yes, Cody thinks it's worth it. Tags: modern au, roommate au, reader is a little silly, codyyyyy, comfort, fluff, late nite Korean convenience store run just to get those damn good munchies, command batch n frens cameo, no use of y/n Word Count: 2.2k A/N: *me looking at prompt after finishing up* *sigh* Okay I forgot sneaking out means sneaking out. My bad! But I hope this still counts. Dunno why there's a running theme with Cody and ‘why are you still awake’ in my writings, but all in all, the marshcom cares about you 🧡🥭 Enjoy this one! Expect more x readers for the coming couple of weeks 💞

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“Codyyyyy…”

Cody grunts, barely looking up at you as he's fixated on yet another late FPS match. Wolffe and Fox couldn't sleep either. Summer is sweltering and tomorrow's Saturday. Both men, a fire rescue and a SWAT officer respectively, share Cody's social anthropology master's degree boring ass in the misery.

You push your head further into his gaming room. Or more like, his bedroom. You both share an apartment in this part of town, after all. “Wanna get ice cream?”

You wait. Whatever confrontation shown on his double PC screen seems too intense for him to actually get an answer out to you. In the end, you just trudge your way in and sit on his bed, leaning against your knee with your chin on your hand, silently watching his endeavor.

Not long after the final score and battle stat flashes on his screens, and you can't hold your smile too as Cody leans back into his seat, grinning, his shoulders relaxing. “Nice job boys, gotta go. I'll be on Biscord,” he says into the mic of his headphone, shutting off the program and the ‘puter altogether before spinning his chair to you dramatically. He stills, his face frowns as if judging you. “It's heckin’ two in the morning, Peanut.”

“Yeah, but I really wanna go down to that 24-hour convenience store and get one of those tuna mayo onigiri too,” you huff. Cody watches your lips split into a bright smile, and your tone suddenly sounding excited. “You wanna? If you don't I'll go by myself anyway.”

Oh you really wanna get that onigiri, huh. It's your favorite, he knows. You eat at least two every week.

He lets out a deep sigh, patting his gaming table for his wallet. “Not gonna let you go alone.” He playfully shoves you down onto his bed so he can reach across your body to retrieve his hoodie. Pausing as he scrutinizes you – his hand is still on your shoulder for him to put his entire weight on, that bastard – Cody lifts a single eyebrow. “It's 2 AM, peanut. Why are you even up?”

You kick him off you. “It's summer!” you whine, “It's hooottt as hell, I can't frickin’ sleep!”

“Fine fine, come on. I can't stand you whining.”

You purposefully step on his sock-clad foot and dash your way out of his room before he can grab you.

Cody pants his way out of the door, grinning briefly at your antics. You shout something about changing so he waits for you near the front door, pulling his phone out after slipping into his sliders.

awoo biatch Yo @.shriek hawk eyes u up Galactic contention 2 game me n fox boy honora-bly Why not me I'm up WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY ↳ Replying to honora-bly: Yea sure @.body of water @.dawgggg @.thornification @.re-thire-ded @.pebbles @.wowzer @.shriek hawk eyes awoo biatch ↳ Replying to honora-bly: Cuz u at yo girl's honora-bly ↳ Replying to awoo biatch: Not 2nite sunshine n back pain Game who up @.boil for 5 mins @.waxing @.thai laughter @.echoOoOoOoO @.responsible sister @.bazooka @.distress call Nvm @.shriek hawk eyes sleeps at 8 shriek hawk eyes ↳ Replying to sunshine n back pain: Well now I'm not WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY Well come ON in brother @.sunshine n back pain wyd sunshine n back pain ↳ Replying to WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY: Out, roomie wanna go get snacks shriek hawk eyes ↳ Replying to sunshine n back pain: Aww honora-bly ↳ Replying to sunshine n back pain: Aww thai laughter ↳ Replying to sunshine n back pain: Aww responsible sister ↳ Replying to sunshine n back pain: Aww awoo biatch @.thai laughter @.responsible sister Get in here responsible sister ↳ Replying to @.awoo biatch: Yessirrrrrr

Cody sighs and locks his phone. Despite the constant hazing from the others, his chest warms especially at the mention of you. You're just this person who'd been seeking a roommate to share the rent, and as a fellow student himself, he thinks it's agreeable. Especially since you're a pretty chill person. You're nice, easy to get along with, and you've been growing clingy. His fault, because he lets you, and it's also his fault too that he's beginning to feel a little something more towards you.

“Ready!” you cheerfully stumble your way out of your room with– wait.

His head bobs as he looks at you up and down. “Is that my shirt?”

You, in your shorts and his white t-shirt with this big sunburst print on the front which ends near your thighs, roll your eyes as you slip into your sneakers. “You just have tons of them.”

“You gone long in your room and you chose my shirt?”

“I'm good with this,” you shrug, grinning and punching his bicep playfully, “You good?”

Not letting out a vocal response, Cody purses his lips and nods – the gestures are to hide his fluttering stomach. Why you haven't been around him wearing his clothes, he never knows, but you tonight becomes such a treat for his eyes.

You unlock and get the door open. Warm air of the corridor hits Cody in the face but before you get to fully step out, you look at him up and down, frowning. “You sure you gonna wear that?” You cock your chin at his burnt orange hoodie.

“I'm good,” Cody shrugs, swerving around you and stepping out into the corridor first, with the intention to catch the elevator.

“Yeah,” you muse as you lock the door, a sly grin splitting your lips, “When you're complaining about how warm it is, I'm gonna throw I told you so in your face.”

The ride down and the walk out is a bit quiet. Traffic is already sparse at this time of night, only one or two taxi cabs driving by, either empty of passengers or the light turned off. The city smells like concrete due to hours baked in the summer sun. Most lights in the buildings they pass by are turned off – residents asleep, or office buildings closed. Places of entertainment are still buzzing with slow, relaxed activity and occasional chatter. Sometimes with a strum of guitar that carries a light tune into the warm night.

So he thinks. It gets warmer under his hoodie that he resorts to tugging it off, leaving him in just his black t-shirt and of course it makes any difference only just slightly.

“Toldja, Codes.”

He flicks your forehead and dashes forward into a run, you chasing after him with a shout.

The convenience store is not that far. Just a block away. Even though there's no car passing by, Cody still has his hand around your arm when both of you cross the road – out of habit. You throw him a smile in thanks once you reach the other side, and Cody feels his stomach fluttering again.

Damn feelings but it's just… as corny as it sounds, you make his day brighter. Among his study and part-time work and his game nights (he's got an awfully excellent time management skill alright), coming home to you working on your homework with some streamed drama whatsit turned on as background noise just feels… right. Even when he's had stayovers with the usual guys, it somehow lacks something – you.

You, who coos your way as soon as you enter the bright tosca green and pink store and shuffle childishly with arms out, reaching for the shelves where they display their ready-to-eat’s. Late night warm summer air vanishes the moment he's trapped inside the air-conditioned establishment. Cody catches a glimpse of you picking through gummies before grabbing himself a piece of whole baked sweet potato, still warm.

Yeah that's his favorite. Don't judge him, please.

By the time you reach the register along with the ice cream as well, of course, you fight on payment.

“Codes, I got it–”

“No you don't. Here, I'll–”

“NO!” you try to stiff-arm him, but his home workout routines proves your attempts to be futile.

“Yes. Now shut up and grab seats.”

You groan, feeling bad because goddamn Cody has paid for your late night snack runs almost all the heckin' time.

“You're welcome.”

You give him a small smile, the most grateful you can muster. “Thank you, Cody.”

Cody draws a sharp breath at how your eyelashes bat against your cheeks, and the way the store's accent lighting reflects on your skin and highlights your features – your happiness. Over something simple. Late night snacks run like this with him, enjoying them together in the seating area on top of sturdy high stools.

Deep down, you enjoy spending time with him, too. Being roommates with someone as charming and heartthrob as Cody is fun and never boring, let alone stressful. Sometimes he just lies down on the couch reading reference articles and falls asleep, and you remain awake until 3 in the morning studying yourself without even knowing he's fallen asleep. It's all about the comfort you share, and how you hold his presence dear to your heart.

“You're so weird.” Cody eyes you dumping mango gummies into your vanilla ice cream cup, already laden with rich yet artificial mango sauce. He tips his chin at your poor onigiri, sitting unattended by your elbow. “Dessert’s always last.”

“Oh, don't you judge me, Cody,” you sass, rolling your eyes. “First I just want the ice cre– Hey!” you exclaim as he dips a torn piece of his sweet potato into your ice cream cup. You feign a pout and frown. “You're ruining the ice cream taste!”

Cody merely smirks at you, settling to himself sitting at your right. As you scoop a bite of your ice cream, you can't help but stare at his curved scar along his right temple, to which he absolutely has no problem about. He'd even tease you about it when you asked, said one of his bros threw a beer bottle at him. You still don't know the story behind it though.

Mid slurp of his iced blue lemon drink, he turns to you, and does a double take. “Ey, Peanut.” With his free hand, he gestures to the top of his lip, right on his Cupid's bow. “Sauce.”

“Oh,” you breathe, cringing inwardly on how ridiculous it'd look, and wipe on the spot he pointed. Cody watches you amusedly, and gestures slightly to his left – the other side. Is it me just being so fricking dumb or did he do it on purpose? You huff, asking, “Done?”

No, Cody wants to say. Some of it's still smeared along the corner of your lips. Just how silly can you be?

You watch him scoot his chair closer, your gaze barely meets his as he suddenly grabs your chin with his thumb and forefinger and closes the distance between you. The next second, you feel his lips brushing against your skin – against the spot that you actually did miss. Frozen in your place in shock and your heart thumping wildly against your chest, you swear you can feel the tip of his tongue, timidly, licking the mango sauce off the corner of your lips.

Cody lets out a breath – his boldness falters and his body pulls itself away from you. His forehead is barely brushing against yours. Your throat closes in, already missing and asking more of his touch.

“Is it…” you whisper, “Is it still there?”

No, he wants to say. You notice how his warm amber brown eyes, sparking just now and you gasp in awe as if you're seeing them for the first time ever, flicker from your eyes down to your lips.

“Yeah,” tumbles off his lips in a breathy whisper, and Cody leans in again, this time zeroing into your lips and hitting bullseye. Your eyes flutter close as you finally feel the warmth of his lips against yours. Yours are cold from the ice cream, and Cody's breath shudders against you at the surprising temperature.

The kiss was brief, yet delicate. It was just a peck and nothing more, but you want more, so you lean in a bit further to press your lips against his own. Cody's hand under your chin goes to caress your jaw, his lips part to capture your soft, soft bottom lip laden with sugar and cream and vanilla and mango. A sigh escapes your lips at the notion that easily takes your breath away as well, and you both finally, finally pull away.

The world is still spinning, you both are still in your usual 24 hour convenience store, sitting and eating ice cream and sweet potato and… and kissing.

“Wow,” you breathe, your heart fluttering at the close proximity still where you finally open your eyes and allow yourself to see the rich earthy colors in his eyes. “That was…”

“Something,” Cody finished for you, his voice scratchy against his throat. He finally leans away from you and reaches for his drink, slurping almost noisily that makes you wonder how he can't even get a brain freeze from that.

You smile dreamily, noticing how stiff his neck is from nervousness. You can only hope it's not regret. “Relax,” you pat his hand that had landed on your lap a while ago, and tenderly wrap your fingers around his that are bigger. “It's… okay. And nice.”

“Yeah?” Cody asks you, unsure, his eyes flitting back to yours.

Though, his lips are slowly pulling into a smile – one much softer than you've ever seen before. You watch him scooping your ice cream awkwardly with one hand, equally as awkward with his eventual attempt to get one mango gummy on top.

“Yeah,” you answer, opening your mouth to receive the scoop from him. It has everything in it – the sauce included, and it makes you melt again inside.

Cody drops the spoon into the cup and shifts his body towards you. His head tilts adorably, trimmed dark hair where you’re kind of eager to run your fingers through. His lips part to pass you a question, “You… like that?”

“I like that,” you answer, thumb brushing across his knuckles. Cody, in return, squeezes your hand. His face lights up as you can't help the grin in your lips. “More, please,” you giggle airily, leaning forward, “If you don't mind.”

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