#so he'll be able to get through his apology hopefully without getting punched into the sun by Yang

[unofficialadamtaurus]

Bro if we ever get a rwby next!gen, how cool would it be if Blake and Yang's kid meets and trains with an older, survived but weakened Adam post-V6 and doesn't know it's him until they find his old jacket and they realise who he is but Everything's Difference Now and ahhh!

I don't personally care for next-generation or kid-centric fics but you do you

[theshireisburning-so-mordoritis]

hi! congrats on 500 followers! i was wondering if you could do fluff prompts 3 and 12 for javier peña! love your work!!!!

Hi thank you so much! Apologies for this taking so long, I had quite a few ideas for this one that I had to try and see what worked or not. Also I kind of changed the structure of prompt 12 to make it fit better. Hopefully you enjoy what I went with! 💙

The Dangers Of A Misunderstanding

Pairing: Javier Peña x Reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: Language, angst and fluff

Prompts: 3."You're so whipped for her/him/them." "You have no idea." 12."I love you." "But what about her/him/them?" "I was trying to make you jealous."

Lovers? That just sound too sweet, too gentle, and if anyone knew you and Peña those weren't words to describe either of you.

If someone asked you what your relationship with Javier Peña was, you honestly wouldn't know what to tell them.

Collegues? No, you've shared far too much to be linked simply through work.

Rivals? Sure you want to ring his neck almost every 5 seconds but too much affection holds you back.

Best friends? See again, the neck ringing. Best friends shouldn't be tempted to punch the other in the mouth the second you see that fucking smirk on their face.

There's something about Javi, something you just can't shake no matter how hard you try that locks you in his orbit. It doesn't matter whether it's storming away from him after the two of you have butted heads over a mission or you promising that it's just a one time thing when you've collapsed breathless and shaken against his chest after sex.

You will somehow always find your way back to Javi.

Any room he enters his eyes immediately search for you, you know without a doubt he's always somewhere close by if he's not right next to you, and you're pretty sure he'd tuck you into his side if he could. Despite his bitter assurances that he's not a good man, Javi beneath everything and at the core of his heart is a protector. And he's especially vicious in his protectiveness of you.

You think it's the same for him too, you see the way he watches you when he thinks he's being subtle.

To anyone else Javi is discreet as hell, no one would ever know his gaze isn't where he wants them to think it is. But you know the heat and the weight of it almost like a tangible presence on the back of your neck.

Despite the fact that you bicker like an old married couple and you work that tick in his jaw like no one else, Javi never stays mad at you, it seems like he's incapable even though he'll grumpily remind you that you're a pain in his ass.

Javi, unlike you, also doesn't pretend that it's simply a one time fuck between you. Even as you say it and he nods, allowing you to convince yourself if it makes you feel better about what you're doing, he knows the two of you will find a way to get back here, boneless and in each others arms. He knows from the moment he touched you that never being able to feel you again isn't an option for him.

You continue working, bickering and fucking for months, the two of you have become such a large influence in the other's life that it's almost strange to see you without one another and when someone does they can't help but notice you look a little incomplete, like you're only partly there.

Things change the longer it goes on, the words you were so sure couldn't be used to describe you are now more fitting than you'd ever thought possible.

The looks passed between you grow sweeter, the touches more gentle. And sure there's times Javi fucks you hard and brutal but then there's other times. Times he holds you close like you're a precious gem to be treasured and adored, his carresses and movements more akin to worship and you swear in those moments Javi is making love to you.

You grow addicted to every single part of rve relationship you have, the brutal and the gentle, and a feeling in your chest blooms and grows difficult to contain but fuck if you don't try. Because if it gets too out of control then you know things between you can't continue and it hurts too much to even imagine separating yourself from Javi.

Maybe that's why it hurts so damn much the day you find Javi hitting on the receptionist.

You've barely seen him in weeks, the heat on you all to catch Escobar being ramped up to infinity so all you've been able to do is work and sleep. You'd been dragged apart to do seperate missions, only talking when you needed to compare notes and considering that all of you looked on the verge of collapse from exhaustion you'd stopped yourself from slipping into his apartment in the middle of the night in hopes he'd get some rest.

Apparently the absence of your visits means to Javi it's time to find someone who'll do what you're not and your heart drops to your feet as you round the corner and see him, his fingers trailing over hand and stroking up her arm. You can faintly hear the low, drawn out rumble of his voice, the same voice he would use to make you melt into him and you see the way he licks his lip as his eyes trail over her.

You're completely frozen, watching the scene play out whilst you feel like you've swallowed shards of glass and it's unspeakably cruel that Javi still seems to be so intuned to your presence. He knows you're there, blazing eyes snapping to yours as he lifts her hand and places a delicate kiss on her knuckles.

You grind your jaw as you stare back at him, determined that he doesn't see any signs of your distress as you stride past him with your head held high. What you don't notice however, is the way he swiftly apologises to the receptionist for his innaproprate behaviour and thanks her for the help he needed, all the while his eyes follow you sadly and he rubs at the ache in his chest.

After the painful display you take great lengths to avoid Javier, deliberately volunteering for missions that he's not on or for one's to keep you out of the office when he's in there. Your tone when he talks to you on the rare occasion he can pin you down is clipped and almost glacial. You don't let him discuss anything but work with you and in your steely concentration to keep your walls up you don't see the mounting frustration in Javi.

He loses his patience the day he walks into your shared office and finds you laughing and joking as you skim through files with Steve, he's not seen your smile in weeks and there's a twinge in his heart from how much he misses it. When you notice him though the wide grin on your face drops and your laughter cuts off into sharp silence, Steve warily eyeing the two of you as you stare at each other.

"Heading out soon, could use a partner."

His words are casual but he's watching every move you make intently, his jaw clenching in frustration as you bury your head back into a file and attempt to dismiss him.

"Take Steve."

"Steve's busy with paperwork." He grits out in rebuttal and you scoff, refusing to lift your eyes from the document in your hand.

"Exactly he's just begging for someone to save him aren't you Murphy? You take him and get a partner, he gets a break from paperwork and I get left alone. We're all happy."

Steve looks like he'd rather be anywhere else, you think he'd even rather be sharing a drink with Escobar than stuck between you and Peña and honestly you don't blame him. The tension between you is suffocating, intensifying as Javi strides towards you and doesn't stop until his face is inches from yours.

"Is that what you want hermosa? For me to leave you alone?" He murmurs.

Fuck, you want to drag him to you, kiss him senseless and beg him to never leave you alone. But you wouldn't, not after what you had seen. He'd only proven that he'd never change, that he'd leave you all alone one day whether you wanted it or not.

You slap the file down on the desk, sliding off the surface and standing to your full height, your chest brushing against Javi's when you lean in.

"Yes." You hiss, packing as much venom as you can muster into the single word and watching as hurt briefly flickers through his eyes before they catch fire.

He snags your arm when you attempt to shove past him, spinning you back and yanking you into his chest as he glares at you with thinly veiled anger and just a hint of desperation.

"What did I do to make you hate me so fucking much? I thought that we were good, I thought that you…" He trails off, eyes screwing shut as he tries to hold back his emotions and clenching his jaw.

"You thought that I what Javi? That I'd be fine being another one of your girls that you can discard and pick back up whenever you want." You sneer, trying to yank your arm out of his iron grip and scowling when he holds firm.

His eyes snap open and he looks at you strangely, something swirling in his gaze that you can't pin down and his voice is strangled when when he replies.

"I never saw you like that."

"Cut the bullshit Javier, the minute I wasn't around for you to get what you want you were all someone else. What about the receptionist huh?." You growl, turning your head away as angry tears prick at your eyes but he won't let you hide any piece of yourself from him. Gentle fingers grip your chin and turn your face back to his, hesitancy plastered all over his features.

"That's why you've been so mad at me?" He asks uncharacteristically nervous and you roll your eyes as if to say 'no shit', frowning when he glances at you with the most sheepish look you've ever seen.

"Fuck hermosa, I'm such an idiot. I wasn't trying to fuck the receptionist, I was trying to make you jealous."

Oh.

Wait, not oh. Hang the fuck on.

"Why?" You frown and he swallows harshly.

"You always used to say after we had sex that it wouldn't happen again, then things changed between us and I thought what we had was turning into more than just sex but then you suddenly disappeared. I thought maybe you'd finally convinced yourself you deserved more than what I have to offer. I was scared of losing you and figured if I made you jealous it'd prove you still wanted me and I could get you back."

You stare at him incredulous for the longest time, long enough for Javi to draw away from you and shift on his feet whilst he waits for you to say something.

"Get me back?" You mutter. "I never went anywhere Javi, that was the couple of weeks where we were run ragged. I was trying to give you space so you could rest!"

"I didn't want space hermosa, I just wanted you."

His words are gruffly spoken but still so sweet and you refuse to allow them to soften you, instead gritting your teeth and stoking your anger as you glare at him and huff.

"If you wanted me so bad why didn't you come see me."

"I wanted to, walked up to your door a few times but I left before knocking." He sighs tiredly as he notes your look of confusion. "This thing between us, I've always known deep down how I felt but I think you were unsure of your own feelings. So I always let you come to me, that way you knew what you wanted without any pressure."

He's breaking down your defences, you can feel it. His eyes are too warm, too gentle as they sweep over you, his handsome features shadowed with sadness and regret. It hurts you realise, to see the suave, cocky, self assured Javi you know look so lost. You hate it. You want to wrap him up in your arms and tell him you forgive him but is it that easy? There's something you need to know first.

"How do you feel about us? About me?" You whisper.

He hears you and your question makes his mouth go dry, fear wrapping icy tendrils around his heart. Can he really tell you? And infront of Steve, who is admirably doing his best to act like he's not there. If he tells you everything would change he thinks, he'll have more to lose, a weakness to worry over constantly, but then again he worries over you all the time anyway.

Was it worth taking the risk if there's only the slightest chance you felt same the way? Fuck, absolutely.

Dark eyes flicker over every inch of your face as he sucks in a deep breath.

"I love you." He admits quietly.

Your mouth drops open and you gape at him, mind going blank as you attempt to reach for anything you can say back but you're far too stunned at the fact that Javier Peña, Columbia's biggest womaniser and the guy who you were sure was allergic to relationships, has just told you he loves you.

"Javi-" You breathe but then you're cut off by another agent shouting your name. You try to ask for five more minutes, never once taking your eyes off Javi and cursing when they say you're needed now.

Javi looks away and you can sense his barriers coming back up, his eyes growing dull and flat as he tells you that you should probably go. You step towards him, slowly reaching for his hand and breathing a soft sigh of relief when he doesn't pull away from you but lets you link your fingers through his.

"We'll continue this later okay." You say gently, giving his hand a slight squeeze and he looks down at you with stormy eyes as he nods.

Giving him one last soft smile you hurry from the room without a second glance and Javi lets out an explosive breath he didn't even realise he'd been holding, scrubbing a large hand over his face as he turns to his other partner.

Steve is staring at him with his eyes wide and brows raised high up his forehead. His tone laced with disbelief over the scene that he'd witnessed when he simply mutters.

"Jesus christ Javi."

Javi's about to respond, his mouth opening with a surly retort when the sound of running draws nearer and he barely has time to turn around as you barrell back into the room and throw yourself at him. His arms snap wide open to catch you, a small oomph bursting from his lips when you collide which you smother by crashing your mouth to his.

You throw every emotion you've ever felt for the man holding you against his chest into this one kiss. Your lips sliding over his with a ferocious need that he greedily matches, it grows heated quickly, a passionate clash of teeth and tongues and he's reluctant to let you go as your draw back panting. His mouth chase yours and you laugh airily as he pecks at your lips a dozen more times, his moustache tickling your face.

"I love you too." You rasp against his lips, watching in awe as his entire face lights up with the unfiltered joy of his grin, it's a light side you don't see to him often but you absolutely adore it. "But don't for one second think you're off the hook and that we won't still be talking about this later."

Javi nods, fingers fisting into your shirt when you kiss him again and fondly whisper "pendejo" as your fingers slide through his thick curls. You lightly shove him back with a teasing wink and with a sharp turn of your heel you're walking out of the room again, leaving Javi to stare after you with a glowing warmth in his eyes and a small smirk on his lips.

He glares at his blonde partner when he decides to speak up again, chuckling whilst he points his pen at Javi with a smug grin of his own.

"You're so whipped for her."

He flips Steve off, the gesture light hearted and the small smirk growing into a wider grin as he look towards the door you've just disappeared through.

"You have no idea."

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