#buck x bucky x rosie

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

For one reason or another, Rosie ends up in a gay bar (maybe he's figuring out his sexuality, or maybe he's at maybe crosby's or someones bachelor party, or maybe both) and Buck and Bucky end up giving the "we saw you from across the bar and liked your vibe" speech

You’ve come to the right place 😈

Rosie was having the time of his life watching his best friend prepare to marry the love his life, but he needed a moment and a drink. He has never given or received so many lap dances or serenades in his life.

As he waited for the bartender to come his way so he could order, he felt a dizzying heat press up along his back. It was accompanied by the most intoxicating smell that nearly had Rosie closing his eyes and groaning in delight. Rosie turned to look over his shoulder and nearly wheezed when he forgot how to breathe for a moment.

He quickly turned, holding onto the bar to keep himself grounded as he checked to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. In front of him was the most beautiful man Rosie had ever seen in his entire life. He was certain his mouth was open, face slack in surprise as he tried to blink away the mirage of the preternaturally handsome creature in front of him.

There was no way this man was real.

Eyes bluer than the sky peered up at him bashfully through impossibly long lashes as the plushest mouth in existence curled up on one side, cutting a precious dimple into the smooth cherub cheek closest to it as the vision said, “you’ll catch flies like that.”

Rosie closed his mouth and swallowed, his voice escaping him just like his breath as he tried to find anything to say in response to that whisky smooth voice that curled dangerously in his belly. The half smirk, stretched into a shy smile as piercing blue eyes continued to demurely peek up at him like this beautiful creature hadn’t been the one to approach Rosie.

“Cat got your tongue?” The man asked playfully and Rosie swore that voice was going to be the death of him if those lips or eyes didn’t get him first.

Rosie finally choked out, from the depths of some unfathomable hell he never wanted to be privy to again, “are you a cat?”

The man leaned back in surprise, sweet smile twisting into an a confusedly amused pucker until he huffed out a shocked laugh, deep and rich despite it essentially being just a burst of air. Rosie wished he could drown himself in that scotch he had planned to order.

“Oh what the hell am I saying?” Rosie muttered to himself, watching as the man abandoned all pretenses of what had to be flirting, despite how impossible that felt to Rosie, and leaned back on the bar with one arm looking terribly amused. “Of course you’re not a cat. I think I might be hallucinating though. Except my imagination is not good enough to conjure the likes of you. Does hallucinating rely on one’s imagination though?”

Once Rosie started, he couldn’t stop. He wasn’t even drunk enough to justify his nervous rambling, but the word vomit continued to spill no matter how many alarm bells went off in his head.

A second, unbearably warm body pressed along Rosie’s back and he froze, all words halting in his throat, as he watched the man before him tilt his head back slightly to look up at whoever was behind him and seemingly melt into the bar he was leaning against. Rosie was too scared to turn around. If whoever was behind him was attractive enough to make the ethereal creature before him go loose limbed and content like that, Rosie was a dead man.

“Bucky,” the golden haired Adonis in front of him acknowledged, an amused quirk taking over his pouting mouth. “I thought you wanted me to handle it?”

“What was I supposed to do Buck?” A delighted, rich voice, Bucky apparently, vibrated against Rosie’s back. “He started blushing and I couldn’t help myself.”

Rosie’s blush had been visible in this dark bar? He needed to vanish into thin air immediately.

The chest against his back vibrated again as Bucky asked, “did you even get to the offer yet?”

Buck scoffed something about ‘impatient’ with a find roll of his eyes. Rosie gulped nervously as he steeled himself and turned to look at Bucky.

“Fuck me,” Rosie exhaled as he looked up into ocean blue eyes set in the most roguishly handsome face he had ever seen and seriously thought he might faint as he swore his heart stopped when Bucky let out a bark of a laugh and he only got even more attractive.

“Well we’re trying to,” Buck spoke up from behind him.

Rosie whirled until his back was pressed against the bar, caught between the two most unfairly attractive men in what had to be the world as he tried to find the air to just breathe.

“My husband and I saw you from across the bar,” Bucky said, amusement still ringing clear in his voice. “We liked your vibe.”

“We were wondering if we could buy you a drink?” Buck asked, but it didn’t actually sound like a question.

Rosie let his gaze drift from Bucky’s hooded ocean eyes to Buck’s smoldering sky blue eyes and knew. He might not know how to breathe or speak anymore, but no way was he letting this pass him by. Crosby was going to die when he told him tomorrow.

“I’d like that,” Rosie breathed, nearly collapsing when the angel and devil on either side of him grinned triumphantly.

He wasn’t sure which was which.

Ahhh this was fun and I’m going to leave it here… for now 😈 But just know that when they get back to Gale and John’s place, Rosie leaves them speechless when he sucks John’s soul out through his dick and fucks all the sense out of Gale’s head… they were not prepared for that nervous dork to fuck like that 🙌

[her-soliloquies]

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Bonus: Live Rosie Reaction

Absolutely not ashamed of how much I went back and rewatched this scene.

[oatflatwhite]

masters of the air + text posts (4/?)

(screencaps credit @itstheheebiejeebies <3)

[avonne-writes]

This show is actually a love story with a background plot of Rosie being badass

[rqsser]

every friend group needs one of these…

[sagesolsticewrites]

Masters of the Air Masterlist

Major Gale “Buck” Cleven

Kiss It Better? 💋 - my very first MOTA drabble based on the prompts “boo boo kisses” & “ pet names” (base nurse!reader)

Kiss It Better pt 2 💋 - That lipstick mark leads to a surprising turn of events 👀

Major John “Bucky” Egan

Oblivious - Bucky’s been trying to get your attention for months now, but you continue to misinterpret his romantic advances as friendship. Everyone else on base is tired of seeing you two dance around each other, and they decide to take matters into their own hands.

Homecoming - John finally returns home to his girl (based on the prompt “carrying the other one in their arms”)

requests are open!

Lt. Harry Crosby

Just Say Yes - Tooth-rotting fluff based on the prompt “If you asked me to marry you tomorrow, I’d say yes.” “What about today?”

Harry Crosby Certified Wife Guy™️ - minific about Croz being head over heels for his wife and the entire 100th knows it

Dear… - A series of letters from one Lt. Harry Crosby to his wife 🤍 (a sort-of continuation of Just Say Yes, but can be read as a standalone!)

A Little Fire - In which Harry Crosby shows his wife exactly how much he appreciates her 😏 (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Heat Wave - It’s the hottest summer Iowa’s had in a while. Your husband wears shorts. It gets even hotter (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

In My Arms - Sometimes your husband just needs to be held. (lots and lots of fluff) (coauthored with Winnie!)

Yes, Major - … I mean. Do I even need to say it? 👀 Dom!Croz (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

requests are open!

Sgt. Ken “Kenny” Lemmons

• requests are open!

Lt. Curtis “Curt” Biddick

To The Rescue - in which your friends drag you out to a bar against your will, but you meet a certain soldier that makes it worth it

requests are open!

Major Robert “Rosie” Rosenthal

Take A Break - Rosie runs into a childhood friend at the flak house

Welcome Home - Rosie finally returns home after his second tour, and you take the opportunity to show him exactly how much you missed him 🫠 (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

It’s Been A Long, Long Time series:

Kiss Me Once - The moment you’ve been anxiously awaiting is finally here — your boyfriend Rosie Rosenthal finally arrives home

Kiss Me Twice - You and Rosie finally have a “proper reunion” 😏😉 (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Kiss Me Once Again - Rosie takes you to his apartment for a proper date night away from his family 😏 (18+ minors dni!)

requests are open!

Captain John Brady

Brady’s Smash Wagon - Your boyfriend (Captain John Brady) takes you (his Red Cross girlfriend) to see his Flying Fortress. Shenanigans ensue 👀 (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Love’s Light Wings - John Brady x Juliet Thompson (OFC)

requests are open!

Captain Bernard “Benny” DeMarco

Pyaar Dosti Hai - Benny DeMarco x Ruthvika Patel (OFC)

and i would take a hundred years just to tell you how i feel - a Benny x Reader oneshot for the HBOWarDaily 2024 Secret Santa! 1.1k, friends-to-lovers, cuddling, reunion if you squint <3

requests are open!

Anthony Boyle

Sundress - in which date night takes a turn when Anthony sees the outfit you’ve chosen (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Lipstick Kisses - the sweetest, spiciest Anthony fic y’all ever saw (feat… uh, Things Happening in cars 👀) written by my bestie Winnie!!! (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Pillow Talk - Anthony is in desperate need of rest & relaxation when he returns home from his latest project, and you’re more than happy to provide it. (coauthored with Winnie!!!)

Come and Kiss Me - Anto takes you as his date to the Oscars. Things get very soft and veryyyy spicy (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

The Stache Fic - Anto grows a mustache. You like it… a lot. (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

Better Kind of Best Friend - Anthony, your friend-with-benefits, stops by for an impromptu visit after an interview. (spicy!! 18+!! minors begone!!)

No Rush - just a soft lil makeout blurb <3

Freckle Kisses - very short very sweet lazy morning blurb

Waking Up Next to You - soft lazy morning smut <3 (spicy!! 18+!! Minors begone!!)

i thought we had no chance (and that’s romance) - You resolve to tell Anthony about your feelings— with surprising results. (Part Two to Better Kind of Best Friend) (spicy!! 18+!! Minors begone!!)

[hogans-heroes]

“There’s a hotel two blocks that way,” Rosie blurted. “Go get us a room, I’ll carry him over.”

“I’m not leaving him.”

“Bucky, it’ll be faster if–”

“I’m not fucking leaving him!” The rage tore out of John’s chest, bursting from the bubbling cauldron sealed deep inside him, spilling into his gut with enough loathing to make him choke back vomit. His limbs shook, each wheezing breath echoing in the enclosed space.

Rosie clenched his jaw, though a pained understanding filled his eyes and he nodded. “Fine, take him. I’ll get the room. Get there as fast as you can.”

He shifted Gale’s limp body, passing him to John who crouched to gather Gale close. As soon as the full weight was transferred Rosie sprang up, snatching the gun and brown paper package John hadn’t noticed before, and took off down the street.

“Gale,” John whispered, brushing the icy skin and tucking Gale’s head under his chin. “Gale, please.”

[forasecondtherewedwon]

Masters of the Air - Parts Six-Nine

5/?

(yeah, I'm still making these)

[kcsplace]

That Croz and Rosie protected Buck's locker for eighteen months is just hnnghghh.

You know they never opened it, barely looked at it. I have decided it wasn't stored away, it was just tucked under the bunk. When newbies rotated in, and tried to move it or god forbid open it, Hellfire would rain upon them. We do not touch Major Cleven's shit. That's Buck's Bunk, you're just renting it.. Show some goddamn respect.

Not only did they need to believe that he, and Bucky, and the rest of their friends and men were alive, and would return, they were absolutely totally terrified of what would be unleashed on them when Bucky got back only to learn they'd sent Buck's locker back to Marge.

[lostinwd]

RIP Gale, you would’ve loved to be a trophy husband

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

Alpha Buckies and omega Rosie as a power trio is going to keep my brain nice and busy tonight

Rosie getting the full courting experience from not one but two of the best pilots the USAAF has ever seen, all because they want the other best pilot to be theirs forever.

HC that omega Rosie calls the Buckies "boys" and "the boys" when he's talking to other people

Power throuple 🎉

Rosie’s a nervous rambler and ramble he does when he’s got the attention of those two flyboys on him, especially when it’s both of them at the same time. He starts to settle and get a little more comfortable with time and starts talking rather than rambling but when they start courting him??? Speechless.

In my head, they don’t go down for a while after meeting Rosie so they get to see him fly and after seeing him do some cool pilot shit, these two alphas that have refused to settle down, and are little too close for people’s comfort, are both like “that one.”

People think it’s gonna start a nasty fight and brace for impact, besties or not, but to everyone’s horror they start working together to court Rosie. Coordinated gifts, trapping him between them at the bar to flirt until Rosie’s practically swooning, taking him on dates together… no one’s ever seen anything like this before and it’s so unorthodox but they can’t help but be lowkey jealous???

Crosby doesn’t understand how Rosie survives the attention from one of them much less both at the same time. Rosie doesn’t know how he’s not swooning at every turn because they’re two very different type of romantic but it’s got Rosie in love quicker than he can blink.

When they get it all figured out and official, Rosie kisses them both at the same time and they were already hooked by the dorky grandpa vibes but this smooth Romeo that’s started emerging? Leaves them panting after him like dogs.

Because it’s two alphas and one omega, I’m gonna assume there’s some scuffles that happen from time to time, even if they are besties and a lot in love with each other despite how taboo it is, and Rosie calls them “boys” when he chastises them for it before giving them a reward for listening. So when he starts calling them “the boys” and “my boys” to others… there’s some awkward boners from time to time.

Just like with cleganmarge, I think Rosie would like watching his Ken dolls kiss sometimes. He’s definitely ordering them around and directing his own live porn show when he feels like it ❤️

[johncleven]

THAT moment in mota when Gale Cleven and John Egan are flirting, insinuating, smiling at each other and Rosie finds out that the majors are a gay couple.

[alienoresimagines]

MOTA Characters as John Mulaney Quotes

Gale "Buck" Cleven

John "Bucky" Egan

Robert "Rosie" Rosenthal

Harry Crosby

Jack Kidd

Charles "Crank" Cruikshank

Neil "Chick" Harding

James Douglass

Curt Biddick

Howard "Hambone" Hamilton

John Brady

Bonus :

John "Bucky" Egan

Gale "Buck" Cleven

[oatflatwhite]

masters of the air + text posts (5/?)

(screencaps credit @itstheheebiejeebies <3)

[cosmicoatlatte]

────── ☆ kinktober 2024

preferences - quickie

characters: john 'bucky' egan, gale 'buck' cleven, marjorie 'marge' spencer, curtis 'curt' biddick, robert 'rosie' rosenthal, harry crosby, joseph 'bubbles' payne, james douglass, everett blakely, howard 'hambone' hamilton, john brady, ken lemmons, bernard 'benny' demarco

☆ — John 'Bucky' Egan

Oh he is an absolute menace when it comes to sex. With Bucky the one thing you can count on is that all quickies will be followed with longer proper sex in a timely manner and vice versa. If he takes you apart at night he’ll come back for more in the morning, if you two disappear during a function you’ll get a reward once you get home. He always gets horny at the most inconvenient times too. On more than one occasion he’s been late for work because he just had to have you and who are you to deny him when you crave him just as much. Quickies with John are the best distraction. Even though the two of you aren’t strangers to getting it on outside your home he absolutely hates the thought of somebody catching the two of you in the act. You're his and he doesn't share. 

☆ — Gale 'Buck' Cleven

Even though Gale is a very thoughtful lover he is quick to underestimate just how fast he can bring you pleasure. Gale acts under the misguided assumption that proper sex is the only way to go. He likes taking his time and focusing on you first and foremost and quickies just seem to prioritize a man's pleasure. To him it would feel an awful lot like he is just using you and that's just not what you want to be about. Now you can definitely try and start something, corner him in an unsuspecting moment and get on your knees for him, but trust that Gale will find a way to thoroughly pamper you like you deserve. 

☆ — Marjorie 'Marge' Spencer

Marge is a tease and she knows it. Even though she's a fan of quickies, they're almost never quick. She likes to be a little mean, get you all hot and bothered, right on the edge of bliss and then step away to watch you crumble. She'll have you on your knees so fast. If you beg nicely she might even let you eat her out. It's only fair that at least one of you gets to come. And oh how sweet she sounds when she comes around your fingers, dripping against your tongue. She takes it so well, but she gives even better. If you're lucky she'll just play with you for a day, pulling you aside for quickies throughout the day. But maybe she decides that you need to wait a little longer. Poor you. Marge won't even let you take care of yourself. Afterall, that's her job. 

☆ — Curtis 'Curt' Biddick

When it comes to making you fall apart Curtis is a lover and a fighter. So whenever he isn't hellbent on keeping you in his bed for days on end he is a big fan of quickies. There is just something about fast fucking as opposed to making love that makes his blood rush through his body. He has no qualms about his friends knowing just why exactly he disappeared during a night out, even though he's a gentleman that doesn't kiss and tell. He just sends you back out to rejoin the group with a slap on the ass and his come slowly running down the inside of your thigh.

☆ — Robert 'Rosie' Rosenthal

With Rosie quickies are more of a rarity. He's not against them, not at all, but to him it just takes away a lot of the intimacy. He doesn't just love the act itself but also foreplay. If it were up to him he'd take his time, every time. Do it properly. Do you properly. But just because he strongly prefers longer moments between you doesn't mean he doesn't indulge. It's a little selfish treat, even if all he does is make you come on his tongue. Rosie could stand to be a little more subtle about it though, because he has the tendency to be in an exceptionally good mood after. His humming is very endearing.

☆ — Harry Crosby

Your Harry has the tendency to get stuck in his own head, poor thing, but luckily he has you to get him unstuck. It might be a dirty method but it works. If it were completely up to him then the two of you would take your time together but he must admit that there is something freeing about giving in when his pretty partner tries to work his pants open. For you, he’ll give in every time. Quickies come with less expectations and less awkwardness. 

☆ — Joseph 'Bubbles' Payne

If there is one thing that you need to know about Bubbles is that he likes to sneak off and get off. Quickies are just near and dear to his heart and it only makes sense that he, as a navigator, knows all the best places for the two of you to get it on. You don't always end up in lockable rooms but neither of you are all too concerned about that. Not that you have much brain left to think when he crowds you into a closet and fucks you hard enough to see stars. If some poor unfortunate soul walks in on you his pace might stutter but he'll be damned if he stops fucking you. He will yell at them to get out and then he'll make you come. 

☆ — James Douglass

To say this man is prepared for whenever you need him would be an understatement. And truly he's a genius because there's no telling when the mood strikes and because he has rubbers stored all over the place you never have to stop and get any. Doesn't matter where you want him. Closets, bathrooms, offices, random secluded corners. As long as it's with you it's paradise for him. His skilled fingers are always itching to get you ready for him. You’re his first priority, trust he’ll find a way to come even if you have to part before both of you reach your peak. 

☆ — Everett Blakely

When it comes to sucking, proper vs. quickie, he is very 50/50. He's a well-balanced man that knows the two satisfy very different urges. He loves fucking you thoroughly, taking his time to tease you and make you melt but sometimes quickies are just the thing the two of you need. Whenever there's a chance to combine them he's doing so. Giving you a taste of what awaits you before taking you out or making sure you’ll be squirming all day waiting for him to come home. Because there's one thing that for certain it's that Ev Blakely makes his girl come.

☆ — Howard 'Hambone' Hamilton

He is absolutely insatiable but you wouldn't want him any other way. More often than not things with him start out fully meant to be just a quick fuck and then turn into nasty long sex that keeps you occupied and leaves your legs shaking. It's not uncommon that instead of disappearing during an event for a little bit the two of you just arrive belated. When quickies stay quick he will have you hard and fast. He has surprisingly good stamina and can keep up his pace. Ham can’t help it, you look so pretty with tears brimming on your lashes. What is a dining room table made for if not for eating?

☆ — John Brady

Johnny is an absolute romantic 100%. He loves taking his time giving you all the attention that you deserve. But sometimes he just needs you. Be it pure adrenaline rushing through his veins or some teasing taken too far, there are just times when he can't take it anymore and just needs to get it out of his system. John wants you without much care about when and where but he's always careful not to get caught. He loves you and doesn't want anybody else to see you in that situation. The way your face looks twisted and pleasure is for his eyes only. 

☆ — Ken Lemmons

When it comes to making you come Ken knows all the ways he can make you reach your high hard and fast but he prefers proper sex over quickies. It's just something he enjoys more, taking his time, making you come again and again. But sometimes the two of you just don't get the chance and have to make do. Not that it's a hardship to have your wrapped around him even for a short amount of time. He doesn't need long to satisfy you. And seeing you like that just helps build up his hunger. 

☆ — Bernard 'Benny' DeMarco

Benny would be crazy to turn down any chance to be with you but he's rarely the one to initiate a quickie. He likes to savor the moment and make love, not just fuck. Now if you were to come to him desperate for release begging please Benny please obviously he'd be on his knees before you know it, it's the polite thing to do. When there's a chance to draw things out and give you the long proper fucking you need he’ll will take it. Loves kissing you through it because he wants you to know how much you mean to him. 

[flawdchaos]

Pinky Promises

Robert Rosenthal x Reader

Word Count - 1840

- this is a part 2/continuation of Spilled Drinks that was requested by anon.

Ever since the night Y/N had literally ran into Rosie at the bar she couldn’t seem to rid herself of a small smile, no matter what she did. When the girls made it back to their barracks that night, the ambushing of questions went on for well over an hour and even into the next morning.

“You have to talk to him again, Y/N. We both saw the way he looked at you when you were dancing.” Violet declared as she pinned her hair back under the white cap the Red Cross was gracious enough to bless them with. “You know Violet is right, Y/N. He’s already dreaming of a house back in the states and curly headed babies running around.”

“Hazel!” Y/N stopped midway through her dress buttons to lightly smack her friend on the arm, cheeks burning bright red. “I just met the man and for all we know, he doesn’t care and will never speak to me again.” Reaching down to grab her work satchel packed full of supplies.

“Well Y/N if that was the case I don’t believe Mr. Rosenthal would be waiting outside for you, would he?” Violet taunted, Y/N’s head snapping up to meet her friend's gaze. Violet stood peering out the window, fingers holding the blinds open enough to see outside. Hurriedly, Y/N rushed over the window trying her best to not trip over her own feet.

Sure enough there stood Robert Rosenthal - hands shoved in his pockets gaze searching the area around him.

“Go get him, tiger!” Hazel bent forward, laughing.

There truly was not much left in this world that could phase Y/N. She had seen it all in the cruel reality that was war. Men she had grown close to over the span of their visits to the nurses stations would come back battered and broken, some beyond repair - and despite all of what she saw, she was always able to ground herself. She had to. But now, she felt like a young school girl again. Her body was littered with anxiety - sweaty palms, shaking hands, and a racing heart. Why?

All because Robert Rosenthal was standing outside of the nursing barracks.

The squeaking of the barrack front door brought her back down to reality for a moment before the brightness of the sun had her quickly shielding her eyes.

“Rosie, is that you?” she more than obviously knew the answer but she still could not convince herself that it really was him.

“Uh, yeah”, he let out an awkward chuckle “I wanted to stop by this morning and see how things were going. Maybe walk you to the nurses station since I’m heading in that direction.” he was rambling. She stood, head cocked up to him, eyes squinting still from the sun. “I mean, unless, that makes you uh - uncomfortable.”

“I’d love the company. The commute can get a bit lonely.” that same small smile making its way back onto her face. Rosie extended his hand for Y/N to lead the way and with one quick glance back inside she saw her friends staring out at her, smiles plastered on each of their faces.

“What is on your itinerary, today?” Robert finally spoke up.

“The usual. Work until roughly 1900, probably later since there is a mission today and hope to make it back to the barracks in time to do some reading before I get up and do it all again tomorrow.” Y/N paused, kicking a few pebbles along the path before she continued. “How is the day looking for you?”

“Nothing too crazy but I am going up today.” he said nonchalantly, stopping Y/N in her place.

“You’re flying today?” she almost felt like throwing up. Maybe it was selfishness or chosen ignorance but Y/N had grown to hope the war wouldn’t need Robert anymore. She hoped she could protect him from it but all she could do was treat the wounds he would inevitably bring back to her.

“Yeah, debriefing starts at 0730. I’m heading over there once we get you where you need to be.” Her anxiety ridden mind could not help but imagine this was Rosie’s goodbye to her.

Y/N stepped forward to Rosie, grabbing his hands in hers as she looked up to maintain eye contact.

“I know I am just a nurse and you can’t tell me what you're doing up there or where you’re going but you have to pinky promise me you’ll be safe.” Dropping his left hand, she stuck her pinky out expectantly.

“Cross my heart.” he said, as their pinkies connected tightly.

As they continued along their walk, conversation came easily. The pair were still strangers by most accounts and each of them hated it. Y/N wanted to know everything there was to know about Robert Rosenthal and she had made it her plan to figure it out. Stopping outside the nurses station, Rosie removed his hat and began anxiously squeezing it in his hands.

“Be safe up there, fly boy.” Y/N teased, attempting to keep the mood as lightened as she could.

“As long as you do the same down here.” Y/N nodded.

“This mission will be my 20th. I’ve got a two day pass calling my name once my feet hit the ground. Let me treat you to a real introduction and dinner.” Rosie spoke quickly, nerves taking over the brunette.

“I would love that, Mr. Rosenthal.” rising on her tiptoes to plant a quick kiss against his cheek. “You know where I'll be when you get back.” With that, Y/N took a step back and hurried inside to her awaiting duties.

There wasn’t any other time that Y/N had remembered the clock dragging by so slowly. The seconds ticking by was beginning to drive her up the wall and she had to busy herself with random duties. It was while she was restocking the gauze that she heard the all too familiar rumble of the engines overhead. She couldn’t make it to the window to count the returning planes but she hoped, with all her being, every single one of them returned. Hazel’s blonde curls popped around the closet corner, an all too familiar sign that the once quiet med bay was about to pure, unadulterated chaos.

“We’ve got boys already headed our way.” Hazel spoke softly, as if she tried to lessen the blow.

“How bad?” Y/N asked but was only met with a small head shake from the blonde - it was never a good sign.

When Y/N finally saw Robert Rosenthal, he appeared in the med bay doors adorning some cuts and scrapes across his face.

“I told you I would make it back, pretty lady. My leave starts at 0700 sharp. Let’s go to London.”

It was pure luck that her days off coincided with Rosie’s rendezvous and that Helen and Violet were great at covering for their friend. The train ride was where Y/N finally got to the bottom of who Robert Rosenthal truly was. Shortly after taking their seats, Y/N couldn’t help but start to prod.

“Alright, tell me everything Mr. Rosenthal. Give me all the dirty details.”, her cheeks flushed bright red ,”uh- not like that i mean tell me - uh - tell me something no one else knows about you or something.” She could have thrown herself off of the moving train at that point but Rosie just flashed her a smile and started speaking.

“Robert Rosenthal, from Brooklyn, New York. I was working in law before all this mess. I loved it. Graduated top of my class actually. But after Pearl Harbor, I couldn’t keep sitting on my ass while my country needed me so - I enlisted.”

“No secret wife or kids back at home?” Y/N poked.

“No ma’am. It’s just me. And - uh - as far as something no one on this side of the world knows about me - I was the captain for my college’s baseball team. I was trying to be the next DiMaggio.” a small chuckle escaping him as he finished his sentence. “Now what about you?” he asked, softly bumping his shoulder up against the girls.

“Nothing too crazy for me. I always loved helping folks, I was told my whole life I was meant to be a nurse. Once we started fighting this fight I knew I had to volunteer - sorta like you I guess. I’m not dropping bombs or toting a gun but knowing I patch you all up before you get back in the saddle is enough for me.” she sighed, turning up to glance at Rosie.

“And no secret husband out at war or kids back at home?” Rosie mimicked her early question. Y/N snorted, shaking her head. “God no, Robert. Where I’m from I don’t turn heads.” He took a moment to look at her, maintaining eye contact before he took his large hand and grasped over hers before pulling them on to his lap.

“Well Y/N Y/L/N you turned mine - and maybe after we get all this nonsense settled with the bad guys, I can give you a tour of Brooklyn. I know just the place that I’d love to take you dancing.”

“I’m most certainly holding you to it but for now, let’s explore London.” raising her free hand to the platform approaching quickly.

“Yes ma’am. How would you feel about a picnic?”

“That sounds absolutely lovely.”

Rosie stood up as soon as the train hissed to a stop, busying himself with gathering the overnight bags each of them had packed. He stubbornly insisted on carrying both to the hotel around the corner. Y/N knew they would have to enter as colleagues and nothing more, separating as they went to their respective rooms to drop off their bags before meeting again in the hallway.

“Let’s go find sandwiches.” he spoke quietly and Y/N nodded, falling in line behind him as they walked past the lobby and out to the streets. For the first time Y/N really took in the size of the city around her and she couldn’t even help that her jaw was almost to the floor. The Germans had done their share of damage but it didn’t lessen the experience for her at all.

“What is it, Y/N?” Rosie questioned, taking a step towards her.

“I’ve never seen a city like this before. This is just - wow.” Rosie broke out into an ear-to-ear grin. “It is awesome but wait until I take you to Brooklyn. We’ll catch the train to New York City and I’ll make sure you take the ferry to see the Statue of Liberty.”

“You promise?” Y/N broke from her trance to look up as Rosie smiled and turned to her fully, sticking out her left hand.

“I pinky promise.” he said, watching as Y/N connected their hands tightly. “You better believe it. I haven’t broken a promise yet.”

AUTHORS NOTE - hi friends, i hope everyone enjoyed this little part two to spilled drinks. there may be a part 3 to this little series if it’s wanted. please feel free to give me feedback or more requests as my inbox as open. i’m still new to this so i appreciate anything :)