#anyway once again Male Reader ISNT specified but I am

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about how Soap would never outright confess to you.

He likes you and he knows (hopes) you like him too. He’s funny, charming and handsome. What’s there not to like? (everything according to Gaz but he has no say in this) However, you two have yet to confess your feelings to each other, and truth be told Soap expects you to bite the bullet first.

The bullet must be thick as shit because woho boy is this taking too long for his liking.

So rather than doing the logical thing which is talking to you about it, he instead conjures up the great plan to make you jealous. He’s never seen you jealous before so he doesn’t know if this will work but he’s also never tried to make you jealous before. What could go wrong? (Everything if you ask Gaz but Soap has made it his mission to ignore the man)

He squishes down any doubts he might have a sets this great plan into motion.

However he quickly learns this plan is doomed to fail and Gaz has to bite his tongue so that the words “I told you so” don’t slip past his lips.

At one point he’s on the verge of ripping his Mohawk out because why aren’t you paying attention while he’s getting chummy with another soldier (sure you have to make sure the recruits you’re responsible for don’t shoot someone’s head off but still!) and why do you barley react when he mentions the name of someone back home (sure he may be talking about his pets or intimate objects here but you don’t know that) and why are you comfy with people feeling all upon him (sure they’re medevacs and he’s injured but hey how can you be so calm with their hands on his chest?)

But weeks pass and nothing has really happened. He’s starting to have his doubts and they only grow when you’re one day sitting with 141 in the mess hall and out of nowhere mention this one friend from back home. You had received a package from them and there’s no hiding how ecstatic you are about it. On top of that most of the conversation is about this friend and the fond memories you have with them.

Soap is quiet, unusually quiet; head in his hands and playing around with the food on his table (more than usual). Gaz nudges him subtly and gives him a look as if asking if he’s okay. Soap just shrugs in response and goes back to playing with what he thinks (hopes) is meatloaf.

You do notice he seems a bit off though especially when you’re going back to your rooms but when you try to talk to him about it he just shrugs you off and shuts the door in your face. You just chalk it up to him having a bad day and decide to give him space. But the bad day doesn’t last for 24 hours, instead it lasts for a whole week.

People think you look like two dejected puppies walking around on base but for some reason you refuse to talk to each other?

One more longing look from the two of you and Gaz is smashing his face in so he decides it’s time to step in, corners the both of you, shoves you into some storage room until you have resolved your issues.

There’s no use arguing, Gaz won’t let you out til you have resolved this so you decide your only option is to talk.

“So…”

“Soo..” he parrots back to you.

“How have you been?”

“Good” he says, while rocking back and forth on his heels.

“That’s good” is all you manage to conjure up in reply. You don’t know what else to say and he doesn’t look like he wants to talk anyway but all of a sudden you hear him say

“So how’s your friend?” He’s not meeting your gaze and you fear that if he keeps up with his rocking motion he’ll tumble over. “My what?” You say confusion dripping from your tone but your hand has subconsciously found its way to his shoulder in hopes of preventing the fall that’s bound to happen.

He stops his rocking motion, gaze falling to the floor and this time he speaks in a much lower tone “the one that sent you the package”

“Oh! Good..? Why-“

“Do you like them?”

You momentarily blink at him before you find the words to respond “w-what?”

“It just seems like you like them -“

“What? No! I like you!”

“What?” Now it’s his turn to be surprised, not only that but he almost falls back and you quickly grab onto his waste to hold him in place.

“I thought it was clear ?”

“Well you- you never got jealous when I talked about someone else or when I hung out with that one soldier or- “

You’re silent as you think back at all those moment that you had brushed off as friendly interactions and innocent mentions.

“Well I didn’t see why I should be jealous when I know I’m the one you like” you say, plain and simple.

He’s blushing, absolutely burning head to toe and he thanks everything under the sun for the weak bulb light because he probably looks like a tomato “o-oh alright”

His hands subconsciously raise to cover his face but before he can do so you grab onto them. Although you chuckle at his shy reaction you cant help but melt while looking at him. He looks up at you under those long lashes, cheeks flushed and eyes glimmering and you think that he just looks so pretty. “Can I kiss you?” You ask him. He has the mind to straight up rip out the light bulb because there’s no hiding how red he is. However all those thoughts dissipate when he sees the anticipating look on your face, the way your gaze shifts between his eyes and lips and the way you’re now standing a tad bit closer to him. “Sure “ he says, swallows hard before his lips meet your own.

“Thank fuck” you hear Gaz’s voice through the door. You even hear the celebratory sound of a fist hitting the door before he leaves the two of you alone.

“We’re still locked in..”

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inextricably bound - viktor, jayce

summary; stuck in a plane above all else but at least you're together

genre/extra tags; oneshot, fluff, bad jokes?, a dash of angst?, czech viktor, jayvik are canon fuck whatever christian linke was saying, just two bros being soulmates in every timeline and they're each others everything (but not in a gay way am i right chat /j), god forbid two dudes be canonically gay in every timeline, sorry im pissed off, im coping with jayvik being gone, OOC jayvik??, i dont know how to write for jayce well, jayvikreader poly sloppy toppy (jk), it's like implied that reader just got pulled in and doesn't know the dramatic moment they had n the astral plane before finally making up., headcanon that the astral plane is almost like being in limbo for death or reincarnation

[reader's gender not specified or mentioned]

word count; 808

a/n; can you tell im mad that there are jayvik non believers? like hate them all you want, but you can't just say that they were just bros and im glad most of the fandom can understand that. am i absolutely greedy for viktor? yes, but im not taking him away from his literal soulmate/twin flame/whatever the fuck gay shit they got going. also i feel like this isnt my best work but anyways enjoy :)

empty.

that's what being in the astral plane feels like. but it's calm. most of your body is engulfed the stars that you once looked up to. now you were part of that. not as a star but as a being. your face is illuminated a white gold shimmer.

"love?" a voice echoes and before you know it, two familiar faces are close to yours.

"vik? jayce?" your voice echoes in the listless space. and it's only then do you register how.. normal they look again.

despite the stars that cover their body and shimmering light of the ethereal, they look like themselves. it was the viktor and jayce you knew. your hands move, your body floating as you hold viktor's face.

"it's you. viktor.." the mentioned male looks at you, guilt and love in his eyes. jayce's hand rests on the small of his back, a silent encouragement for the shorter man. "it's you.." your voice trembles. viktor can't look you in the eye until jayce's hand gently nudges him, and it's only then that he sees the absolute love pouring from your eyes. "i should be more concerned that we're stuck here, but fuck.. i missed seeing you."

you can't exactly cry in the astral plane. your tears end up sparkling and twinkling away and become part of the galaxy you've been pulled into.

"miláček.." you don't even realize how much you've missed his normal voice until now. even if it did have that ethereal echo, it was still him. your viktor. your forehead presses against his for just a moment.

"you... i have a lot to say, but let me be happy for just a moment." viktor tenses at your words, but he relaxes in your touch. you pull away to give jayce the love you missed giving him.

"jayce.. you did so well. more than well. i don't know everything of what you experienced, but you never gave up. didn't know i could be more thankful for you." jayce smiles brightly at your words as you hold his face between his hands in appreciation.

he looks at you with that look he used to give you and viktor when things we once normal. that silly lovesick grin on his face, but you know he can't express how thankful he is for you and him. "i missed you so much, too. you have no idea." he said softly.

"now, with that out of the way, what exactly happened?" the two men look at each other before slowly explaining how everything started and ended with them. and they definitely ended it, seeing as they were taken here by the crystal that jayce held so dear to him. "but why am i here then? i mean, it makes sense for you two to be here. you're basically soulmates."

"don't say that, miláček. we love you too. whether you're in this timeline or not." viktor said gently, floating to you and holding you in his arms. "we won't allow you to think so lowly like that. especially when jayce is around. and especially because that line of thinking does not seem to do well for us. my insecurities blinded me to want to fix everything to a dangerous degree.." he confesses.

"you’re ours whether you like it or not. and it's not like we can find a way to leave here." jayce smiled softly, his large arms wrapped around yours and viktor's shoulders. he hugs you two close, not missing a moment to hold you both in his arms.

"i guess it was really meant to be when i said you're both stuck with me forever." you joked, kissing them on the cheek. "but we're really stuck here?"

after your kisses, viktor starts giving his share of kisses. "it would seem so. not that i'm complaining." jayce joins in on the sweet kissing session, making sure to give as much as he could before you or viktor start telling him to stop. echoing laughter rings out in the empty void. the cold of the astral plane could never make you shiver when you were with the men who did nothing but give you warmth.

"maybe we'll just reincarnate. do you believe in reincarnation?" you asked between kisses. they pause for a moment, contemplating your words.

"eh.. well, i'm sure it wouldn't be crazy to believe in reincarnation." viktor said with the slight tilt of his head, his look silently conveying his uncertainty but uncaring of it.

"if we do get reincarnated, i'll make sure to find you two before anything else." jayce whispered, his face firm with determination and love.

"that's so sweet. and sappy." you laughed lightheartedly.

the two men can't help but join in with their own laughter and just for a moment, the stars twinkle a little brighter as if joining in on the joy.