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Top Gun "Cafe" AU (part 2)

part 1/part 2

"Thanks for letting me work here even though I know I suck at baking," Jake said evenly as he walked in the room.

Instead of wearing his usual attire of flannel and jeans, he was wearing a sleek black suit, tie perfectly knotted, everything fitting perfectly. From the tailored jacket to the shiny military grade combat boots.

Jake went to the other side of the room and opened up a briefcase, he briefly scanned the contents before giving a nod to Coyote in approval. He started assembling his guns and loading them.

"I'll deal with the mess that just happened, don't worry, it was my fault anyways they went after you, I did not tie up enough loose ends," Jake said muttering darkly as he harshly put his guns in their holsters.

"It wasn't your fault, Hangman, they would have made their move either way." Coyote said standing beside the man and handing him a folder.

"Nevertheless, they have been making their moves too hastily, the underground is restless, their moves are going to start an all out war, and although I do not mind a little mess, this would be getting too out of hand," Hangman said opening the file and scanning the contents before handing it back to Coyote.

He turned towards the stunned staff of the Top Gun Cafe. Bob's face was pinched, mouth opening and closing as if he did not know what to say. Phoenix's face was blank, brows furrowed. Mav's usually happy demeanor was gone, replaced by a frown, and a cold, calculating, glint in his eyes reminiscent of his husband's.

"I would say I was sorry for not telling you guys shit about me, but it's not like I knew about you either," Hangman said putting on his gloves.

Mav's eyebrow shot up, "You didn't know? You? The alleged, Hangman?"

Hangman shrugged, "What can I say Maverick? I was fully prepared for retirement, I was trying hard not to look. Also, I did not expect you guys to underestimate your own skills."

"We didn't expect the Hangman to be a blind idiot," Phoenix sharply cut through.

Hangman looked at her for a couple of seconds, eyes troubled as he seemed to be debating with himself whether or not to say what he wants to say before sighing and shaking his head.

"Well, that blind idiot won't be seen anymore," Hangman said walking away. "I'll keep you in the loop when I deal with them, I'll also send money for the damages. Have a great life, you guys," Hangman said flashing back a smirk as he gave one last jaunty wave, Coyote following half a step behind him.

---

It's been dealt with.

This was the message left behind on the cafe's counter one early morning, written on a receipt with an order for a hot chocolate with whip cream and rainbow sprinkles.

A couple hours after, news of the head of the organization's decapitation was buzzing around the underworld. The head was hanged up in the rafters of the organization's old hideout, body no where to be found. Whispers have been heard all around as everyone have been speculating on this style of assassination.

Hangman is back after a 8 month hiatus.

He wasn't dead, and he was back leading the game.

With vengeance.

---

Life was different at Top Flight Cafe. They weren't betrayed, per se, Jake didn't come in with any ulterior motive, heck, based on the evidence, he didn't even know they were part of the underground (even if it tickled the back of their mind that they should have told him, he managed to pull himself in the inner circle after all).

It made them uneasy that they unintentionally pulled Jake back to the life he decided to leave behind. No matter what he said that it was partly his faulty those armed group came, they didn't believe it.

The day after Jake left, Bob went inside the employee locker rooms, and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks when he saw Jake's cubby, open and empty, apron neatly folded, left behind.

He pointedly ignored it, as he stalked towards his locker right beside Jake's. He fiddled with the lock, and once he opened it, a piece of scotch-tape laminated paper fell out.

Jake

It had tiny planes decorated around it.

Bob couldn't help but smile as he kneeled down to take it, it was the locker name tag Bob made and decorated for him months ago.

He remembered the empty locker and he sighed as he stood up. He supposed Jake won't have a use for it now. He paused when he saw a familiar scrawl on the back of the paper.

Thanks, stay safe, Bobert.

Bob felt his throat clench as he involuntary crinkled the paper in his fist before taking a deep breathe and smoothening out.

He wondered if he acted better when the armed group came, would Jake have stayed?

He might never know, and all he could do was tape the piece of paper on the inside of his locker. The last piece he had of someone he would still call a friend.

---

A week after Jake left, Natasha burst inside the employee break room, ranting about how a customer kept on rudely changing their order, and how the ratio of chocolate sprinkles to whipped cream was wrong, or the temperature was apparently not perfect.

She turned her head to see what Jake thought, wanting to trade sarcastic remarks, when she met, empty air.

Her rant died on her lips when she realized that all that was left of Jake was an old computer chair he dragged from somewhere to sit in the corner of the room.

She pursed her lips. She didn't realize that ranting or talking to Jake during their breaks became such a habit that she didn't even bother scanning the room before she started going off.

It was quite a routine.

People in their business should be able to change their routine whenever they have to. Or else they die.

Phoenix stalked back out of the room, intending to simply have lunch out for once.

---

Bradley leaves the door to his office unlocked to make sure the other employees were always free to come in about anything and everything. Whether that means bothering him for markers, talking about business (or business), or even just to talk or hang out. It was a Saturday, one of the busier days due to everyone coming out for some sun. It wasn't all that busy for Bradley, all things considered, he was mostly holed up the whole day in his office dealing with beauracracy. He couldn't help but feel uneasy, though. The hair in the back of his neck was standing in anticipation, he couldn't help but keep looking up at the door. He shook his head as he kept on doing his paperwork, checking the clock every so often. (9:58, 11:25, 12:01, 13:17, 14:34, 16:00, 16:45, 17:59, 18:30, 19:00, 20:00) He probably refreshed his google calendar 100 times before confirming, that no, he did not have any meetings today.

The tightness he felt on his shoulders continued.

21:40, a knock on his door and Mav peeks in, "Hey kid, have you had dinner, yet?"

Oh.

He hasn't eaten all day.

"Not yet," Bradley said, voice slightly raspy from misuse.

He hasn't talked to anyone all day.

"Figured, Ice and I are ordering pizza, want to join us?"

"Sure, Mav," Rooster said, voice even, sighing when Mav left the room.

Jake was gone, and so were the random interuptions throughout the day, the breaks he didn't know he needed through interacting with the younger man, the breaks his stomach needed whenever the blonde would barge in and force Bradley (and everyone else) to try the new recipe Ice taught him how to make.

Rooster forced himself to believe that the hollow feeling in his chest was simply hunger from forgetting to eat.

---

Mav let the chocolate milk settle on the stove as he started making the team their drinks. Or at least, what he would assume would be their preferred drinks for the day.

Ice loved a good espresso, and so Mav took care of that first. Smirking as he made sure to use the man's favorite cup (Black, with the words '#1 Baker' on it that Mav gave him when they opened the shop). He'd need the caffeine with all the orders he would have to bake.

Bradley likes to take his time sipping on his coffee. Mav made him a standard Americano with condensed milk in it, making sure the milk was all the way stirred. His son had a sweet tooth.

Bob didn't consume as much caffeine as the other kids, preferring less or no caffeine unless necessary (he once saw the boy chug 3 Red Bulls during a particularly stressful situation--). He started on the batch of chai that he serves to the customers. He opened a new bag of Assam tea, and threw in some fresh spices. He was trying a new blend, it would be the special drink of the day. If it goes well. Bob would taste test.

Nat he made a standard Americano for. She likes putting all the fun stuff herself. Well, if she wanted too that day.

Mav poured the cooled down chocolate milk into two cups, adding a 2 shots of espresso in one of them. Adding whipped cream to both of them. He grinned as he grabbed the airplane-shaped-sprinkles from the shelf. They came yesterday, and Jake would lov-

Oh.

Right.

Mav's lips tugged down to a frown, as he looked down at the sprinkles.

Jake betrayed them, yet for some reason...

It wasn't really betrayal, was it?

Hangman wasn't in the business anymore, so he didn't have a reason to tell them. If it was anyone, it would be the cafe who betrayed Jake, they should have told him. Them not telling him made Jake an unknowing accomplice to their crimes. Them not telling Jake, was potentially the reason Hangman was back in the world he left behind.

Mav sighed as he looked upwards. He sprinkled the sprinkles on both drinks. Leaving the other drinks in the break room for the others to get them when they arrive. He grabbed both hot chocolates as he went for a walk to the nearby park. It was still early.

He sipped on his drink as he walked, a contemplative look on his face.

He stopped by the table with the embedded chess board he and Jake used to play in. Kid was a good opponent. He smiled when he remembered the boy rejoicing when he beat him the first time, pumping his fists in the air grinning wildly. When they went back to the cafe, he was bragging about it to everyone, hair wild with the wind, as he crowed about his victory.

That same kid was Hangman.

Hangman who singlehandedly eliminated problematic groups from the underworld.

Who was said to be skilled in every weapon.

Who started and led his own group a couple years back, cementing themselves as a prominent group in America. Jesus-- How old was the kid when he started in the underworld?

He sighs as he put down Jake's drink on the table, it was probably lukewarm by now, exactly how Jake would have liked it.

He left it there as he went back to the cafe.

---

Iceman felt nothing from the events that happened. He wasn't even there when it happened.

He just came back from his trip to find the whole team in his office, a hard expression on their faces.

Jake was nowhere in sight,

Another man gone. They analyze the situation. No problem. They move on.

Hangman would not be a problem. Iceman had more experience and connections than him.

They move on.

When Ice clears the counters to bake, he unintentionally preps the table for two bakers instead of one. Even on the days where he knows he's supposed to bake alone, now.

He saves an overly-sweet pastry recipe he found on that TikTok application from his phone. It would be a sweet treat and decent breakfast, he could even put some protein powder to make it more nutritious.

He takes the trays of pastries, a name dying on his lips. He used to always ask Jake to take the pastries to the front, also so that the boy would be able to have a quick snack. He sighed, before bringing the tray to the front himself.

He clenched his jaw. Another man he wasn't able to say goodbye too. He was just gone.

---

Hangman sighed as he holstered his guns and leaned back on the wall, tilting his head upwards to the glass ceiling. The moon shining a bright yellow in the dark sky.

Another mission accomplished.

It was a simple takedown mission, one he chose to do alone to blow off some steam. Targets are all eliminated. Data already retrieved. Nothing left in the building but him and the ghosts he just made.

He close his eyes, listening to the dripping of the pipes, when he heard steady footsteps.

His eyes shot open as he whipped out his gun and dashed behind a pillar. Lightly peering behind it as a familiar man stepped out.

He knew Ice, but this was the Iceman.

In a crisp light grey suit, dress shoes, and a blue tie, instead of sweater, jeans, and an apron.

"Quite a mess you've made, Hangman," Iceman's voice rasped out.

Jake decided to stand before the man. He found it amusing that they both had a penchant for wearing suits while doing this job, his was just black.

"Well, you didn't really give me some time to clean it up before ya came," Hangman drawled. "Gotta say, though, impressive outfit, never met this one before."

Iceman rolled his eyes, "Cut the shit, Jake, just because we currently do different jobs doesn't mean we completely change personalities."

"Yeah, you're still a hard-ass no matter what job you do," Hangman said, switching off his gun's safety. "Whattya doing here, pops?" Hangman asked, internally wincing at the way too familiar address.

"Nothing, just checking in," Iceman said shrugging as he nudged a dead body out of the way to pull a chair out and sit down. "So, how are you, Jacob?"

Jake blinked, once, twice, "That's all you have to say? We haven't seen each other since you left for you trip, you come here in mob-boss style clothes, and that's--"

"Well, I was also going to ask if you still want to learn how to make bialys, I did say we would make it once I came back," Ice shrugged.

Jake paused.

Well, he was hungry.

"That's it? No motive? You come here, and that's it-?" Jake asked bewildered.

"Well, I was here to take down this group as well, but you seem to have it handled," Ice said before meeting Jake's eyes with an intense stare. "You came into my shop and worked hard with no ulterior motive, what happened with the armed group was not your fault. You are always welcome there, son."

Jake let his gun hang limply to the side.

"How do I know you're not lying?"

"Because I won't hide the truth from now on, I don't need too. Hangman doesn't have to be part of Top Gun, Jake, but you? You're always welcome to the cafe. They won't admit it, but the team misses you." Ice said, groaning as he stood up.

"But you decided to talk to me, not them, don't bullshit me, Ice, you knew I was going to be here," Jake's face broke out into a shit-eating grin, "You do miss me."

Ice snorted as he walked towards the younger man, "Yeah, I did, kid, now come on, the dough won't rise by themselves." Ice said slinging an arm around the boy and pulled him in to a side hug.

Jake relaxed in the older man's hold, letting his head rest under the man's chin.

Maybe he hasn't lost everything after all.

"Although, we have to get those cuts, treated, son, you were sloppy today, and I do not want blood on my dough," Ice said thumbing away some blood off his cheek.

Jake shrugged, "Was a bit distracted."

Ice hummed, "Let's get Mav to make us some coffee before we start then," Ice said leading the boy outside.

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abluescarfonwaston · 3 years ago

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Hey here’s a scene I ended up cutting from The Boundaries of Life and Death. Bonus content if you’d like. Set some time between chapters 19 and 21.

“Sorry I’m late.” He heard Wright huffing. Catching his breath. “Where’s… Where’s Larry?” Slipped into the seat next to him. “Did he already run off with some lady?”

“Essentially.” He scrolled over to the text message. “Bennifer asked to see him.”

“Ugh. Of course.” He slouched against the counter. Rubbed at his hair.

He wanted-

“Please Mr. Wright.”

His traitorous hand halted. Wasn’t sure where it had been going. To squeeze his shoulder or pat his back or to card his fingers through his hair and finally see if it was soft or sharp or crunchy with gel.

“Please.” He didn’t look at her. “It was just an accident. Please Mr. Wright.” But out of the corner of his eye he could see her. Hands folded in front of her kimono. Face full of loss. “Please.”

“Are you… Supposed to be working right now Wright?”

Sure it was his day off but the system didn’t actually believe in weekends. Wright ran his own firm. His days were as busy or as empty as the clients decided.

Or as Wright decided.

“Huh?” Wright glanced at him before returning to the menu. “Nah.”

“You didn’t met a client today?”

“Yeah but I don’t plan on taking the case.” He shrugged. Flipped the menu over. “Any idea what’s good?”

“I’m a fan of the Katsu here. Why not?”

“…” Wright stopped and stared at him. “Why do you care? Are you the prosecution?”

“If I was I’d be working not sitting here waiting for you to show up.”

“I wasn’t that late.” Wright rolled his eyes. “So why do you care?”

“I don’t.”

He propped himself on his elbow and stared at him. His skin itched.

“What?”

“What do you know?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie.”

He ran his index finger down the side of the menu. Over the twisted braid of fabric surrounding the laminated menu. Up and down. The texture pleasant on his skin. Up and down. “Everyone deserves a fair defense.”

“Yeah well he is guilty. He admitted as much and he wasn’t lying.” Relying on your gut again? “So excuse me for not wanting to repeat that last case.”

“Mr. Wright… He… It was just…”

She did not sob loudly. Just pulled out a tissue and turned away.

“I suppose it would reflect poorly on your firm if you worked too many guilty cases. Are you ready to order?”

“Sure.” They waved down a waiter and ordered. “So how did you know I met with a client anyway? There mud on my pants that’s only found at the detention center or something?”

“What nonsense have you been watching?”

“We can’t all watch kids shows.”

“NGH. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Right…” Wright pulled out the chopsticks. Fiddled with them. “So how’d you know? Cause I just came from there and I don’t have steady enough work for you to ask that normally.”

“…My Father used to introduce everyone he brought home with him.” Wright’s face contorted in confusion. “Coworkers, friends, clients. Every time.”

“Uh… Okay? I don’t really remember that.”

Ah. Larry. Phoenix. Welcome.

Every time.

“I suppose you wouldn’t. But he would. Every time he brought someone home or someone came in he’d announce it.”

Wright shot him a ‘is this going somewhere?’

“It would be beneficial if you also did the same.” Confusion. He wasn’t getting it. “Announcing who was with you. Friends. Coworkers.”

“Is this cause you’re bad with names?”

“Clients.” He forcefully finished.

Wright’s brow stayed furrowed for a few more moments. Clients? He mouthed.

His eyes widened. “Oh. Is this about your uh…” Waved his hands around in a way that clarified nothing.

“Eyes?” He suggested after a few moments.

Wright paused. Shrugged. “Yeah. Those.”

He nodded. Took a slip of his drink.

“Did I bring a ‘client’ with me?” Wright bunny eared the word client with his fingers.

The woman’s head cocked. Brow drawn.

“Of course not. You came alone.”

Their food arrived. They ate in silence for a time.

“Any advice. For that case that I might take?”

Her eyes lit up.

“Accidental killing. Or involuntary manslaughter, if I had to guess.”

“Okay.”

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