#josh faraday drabble

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Hii!!! I'm the anon who requested faraday + ocean drabble and I loved it!!! Reading your fics and drabbles is the highlight of my day, thank you for sharing them with us!😊

Oh yay, thank you!!! I always get really happy when I hear back from people whose requests I’ve done. I’m constantly worried that I post stuff and people are like “wyd” so yes, thank you for the nice message and I’m really glad you liked it!! 

For those of you who haven’t already, check out my Faraday “ocean prompt” drabble here (x) 

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Magnificent Seven Drabble

Inspired by this: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/AQ0J-8FCXujrViQMmWvr-ZBE7npvFS0EQKFN6SitlYjDk8V3HjD__vM/

I may turn this into a complete story one day, but until then enjoy this little tidbit. 

"Faraday!"

"I regret nothing." Joshua Faraday, states his eyes not leaving the unconscious man in the bed.  

"Regardless, you can't go blowing up half the city we do majority of our business in," Sam Chisolm groused.

"It would have been all if Red hadn't of stopped me," Josh grumbles as he ran a black clad hand through the freshly washed black hair. The was an affirmative grunt from somewhere near the door, Sam sighed.

"Sam, mon ami, they took Vas. What else were you expecting?" Goodnight pipes up from the other side of the bed. Sam sighs again and a heavy hand lands on Josh's shoulder and he looks up for the first time at his boss and friend.

"Josh, I know what Vasquez means to you, I know the reason you acted the way you did. I just wish you would have waited for me to have handled it." Sam says

"And leave him longer in their grasp! How could you-" Josh's words were cut off by the grip on his shoulder tightening to the point of pain.

"Don't" Sam said, "Vasquez is family. I hated knowing he was in their clutches, god knows what happening to him, but Josh there are better methods than blowing the city up. Methods that will hurt them more." Sam holds Josh's eyes and Josh can see the anger in them. Josh slumps.

"Sorry."

"I know" Sam gives his shoulder one last squeeze before he lets go.

"Did I mess up your plan?"  

"No. Change it yes, messed it up no" Sam says "Goody, Emma, Billy and I are going to go but it into motion. Jack, Teddy and Red are staying here with you two."

Josh nods, Sam, Goodnight, and Red take their leave of the room Josh goes back to running his fingers though Alejandro hair, don't worry Ale the Family will make those Russian bastards pay.

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Faraday + Ocean, please??

You saw it happen. You saw it happen. But still, as Faraday sauntered innocently in your direction, you asked. 

“What did you do?” 

Faraday ignored the question and took a swig of your drink, despite having one of his own in the opposite hand. You waited patiently for him to finish. There was, after all, nothing for you to worry about. You hadn’t just cheated two agitated, drunk cowboys out of thirty dollars. 

“You’re askin’ me with that voice you use when you think I’ve done something wrong,” Faraday moved to set your glass back down, paused thoughtfully, and then polished the whole thing off. 

You shrugged, unfazed, and pushed two bits to the crotchety bartender, who was starting to eye you both with suspicion. 

“So you’re saying there’s nothing wrong? Absolutely nothing wrong?”

“Eh,” there was an uncertainty creeping over his voice while he placed his hand on your lower back to usher you out of the saloon. “So far, so good.” 

Faraday’s timing was perfect, as it usually was in these situations. The moment the doors swung shut, curses could be heard coming from within.

God dammit I knew he cheated, where’d that sonofabitch go!?

“Yeah?” You bit back a smile as he urged you to move a bit faster. “So those boys back there noticing you had a few extra aces up your sleeve is nothing?” 

“If you saw it happen, then why did you ask?” 

“Because I like to try making your life as difficult as you make mine.” 

“And how’s that workin’ out?” He sounded smug as he lit a cigarette. You found in times like this that the more laid-back Faraday was, the worse off things actually were. If his indications were at all telling of the situation at hand…he’d really fucked up. 

“There’s never a dull day.” 

“That’s what I like to hear! Let’s head West this time. I hear there’s gold in California. And I ain’t never seen the ocean before. I think it might be nice.”  

You sped up as the angry voices lurking in the saloon grew closer.  This was a shitty way to live, and you thought about that every day. Drifting. Stealing. Running. It was a cycle that never ended. 

But god damn, was it fun. 

In case anyone was wondering, this is the first time I’ve written something longer than 30 words in like two months, god bless.