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[nekoannie-chan]

Clumsy

Pairing: Brock Rumlow X Reader

Word count: 1097 words.

Summary: Several people believed that your relationship with Brock would interfere with the work, you would be in charge of proving otherwise.

Warnings: Angst, death of a character, some smut references nothing explicit.

A/N: This is my entry to the @unbelievableholland ‘s Sophia’s 500 Followers Celebrations Writing Challenge! with the dialogue prompt #4:

“Oh come on. You act like it’s the worst thing I’ve done”.

And my entry to the @lielullabye ‘s Snow’s five hundred challenge with the M) dialogue prompt #16:

“He almost blew my head off!”

“Well no one’s perfect”

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Missions could always be stressful, a false move and things could end badly.  

However, after you and Brock being a relationship, you didn't want to leave any loose ends or give any reason or pretext to have trouble at work.  

"Have you turned on your communicator yet?” Brock questioned.

"Of course, channel six secured as usual," you responded as you pointed out where you had your transmitter hidden.  

"Are you sure you know the plan?” Brock asked you again.  

"Brock, this is the tenth time you've asked me, yes, if I've known it," you answered exasperatedly.

"I'm just ...” 

"Worried ‘cause a lot of people think our relationship will interfere with our work, I know, I heard what you were saying to Jack the other day," you said.  

"Oh...” 

"Sometimes it seems like Jack's your boyfriend instead of me," you made fun of him.  

"Hey, I don't have such ugly tastes!” Brock refuted.

You dropped a naughty giggle, you liked to annoy your boyfriend, especially at work because you knew he wouldn't defend himself, even if when they were alone he would "punish" you.  

"Then stop telling Rollins so many things," you said funny.  

"You tell your friends more intimate details...” 

"But they don't work with me and even give me more advice and ideas," you answered by winking.  

"After this mission, if all goes well...”

"Trust me, everything will be fine," you assured him before you parachuted.  

He hadn't told you that they had put a condition on either of them to be changed as a team after the superiors found out about your relationship.

Not a single accident or injured in the next ten missions, all had to be successful and without any casualties on the team. It was too much pressure that Brock had; he also did not doubt that they would be sent on the most dangerous missions, precisely to fail.  

This was the last mission to meet the condition, Brock had been tasked with making the former perfect, but the level of complexity of the condition was very high.  

Although he also couldn't deny that he was too angry with Ward, he was the one who had reported them to the authorities.  

Since you came in as a recruit to S.H.I.E.L.D. Brock liked you and he liked you too, you liked Ward, but you turned him down several times.  

So Brock was sure that as revenge for what Ward had gone through, Ward had given you away.  

What Brock liked you the most was your awkwardness, with that you had conquered him, even seemed tender to him.  

He remembered how on the first date your shoe came out and you practically fell on him while they danced, then you threw the drink at Brock and endless accidents, every time you remembered it they couldn't help but laugh.  

You had too many funny memories together, just as in training often prevented you from hurting yourself.  

“Y/N, status?”  

"I managed to get in, I see two armed guards," you reported.  

You were following the plan as you had agreed, it seemed that the mission would be successful.

You were already close to where the target was stored when one of the enemies you hadn't seen caught you.  

You struggled to get away, however, your enemy was stronger, you couldn't ask for help from the communicator either. 

"Let's see if your team prefers what you come looking for or one of its members," he whispered in your ear as he took your gun away from you.  

"Rather you're going to set it free and you're going to give us our target," Brock said.

You smiled when you saw him, you knew he wouldn't let anything bad happen to you, and so that's when the enemy pointed his gun at your head.  

"You decide, she or your target, you can't have both," the enemy threatened. 

"All right then I choose...”  

Without hesitation Brock shot the enemy in the head, who immediately fell lifeless, you had run out of breath for a few seconds when you reacted you saw your captor on the floor.

“He almost blew my head off!”

“Well no one’s perfect” 

"Brock!”  

You turned around and headed nuisance to where the target was without waiting for your boyfriend.  

“Y/N! Y/N!” He called you several times as he went after you.  

"What? We have work to do, it won't be long before we finish the mission” you responded badly when it caught up with you. 

You saved the target and informed the others and they started returning to the ship.  

You didn't speak to him on the way back to Brock, although they always used to joke, this time he had pushed the boundaries, he could have hurt you without him proposing it, ultimately what Brock had done was too dangerous.  

As soon as they got to base, he stopped you, he didn't like you getting mad. 

"Y/N, talk to me," he asked.

“No.”

“Oh come on. You act like it’s the worst thing I’ve done”.

"Shut up, I hate you.”  

"No, you didn’t, that's a lie, you love me, don't be mad, babe...” 

"What if things had gone wrong? What if your shot had failed? "You recriminate, you got away, and you started walking.  

"But it wasn't like that... I had no options...” 

You stopped when you heard those words.  

"Another option? What do you mean? "You inquired. 

"Nothing...”

“Tell me the truth or I'll walk away and I'm not going to talk to you or... nothing you like” you threatened.  

"I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get angry, but I couldn't let any of the last ten missions go wrong or there was a mistake or anything out of the ordinary," Brock said.  

"Why?” You asked confused.

"If not... to either of us would be changed as a team, Ward was the one who told the superiors that our relationship could cause conflict with our work...” 

“Brock! You should have told me sooner,” you claimed. 

"I didn't want to lose you...”

"You never will, so... have we passed the test?” 

"I don't know, I'm entirely sure, I guess at the next meeting I'll know.”  

You approached Brock and surrounded his neck with your arms.  

"So ... was Ward the one who ratted us out?” You questioned.  

"That's what it looks like.”  

"What if we take revenge on him now?" You proposed.  

"I like it, what do you have in mind?”  

"Nothing yet, but I'll figure it out.”  

"I love it when you're so mean," he remarked and kissed you.

[unbelievableholland]

Hiii! I’m happy to say that I’ve reached 500 followers! I’m shook as hell, thank you guys! In celebration, until August 1, 2020 I’ll be hosting a writing challenge and a sleepover until May 15, 2020. Everything will be tagged under #sophias500followerscelebration and the entries for the writing challenge will be added to my masterlist. 

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[nekoannie-chan]

Torpe

Pareja: Brock Rumlow X Lectora.              

Palabras: 1034 palabras.

Sinopsis: Varias personas creían que tu relación con Brock interferiría en el trabajo, ustedes se encargarían de demostrar lo contrario.

Advertencias: Angst, muerte de un personaje, referencias de Smut, nada explícito.

N/A: Esta es mi entrada para Sophia’s 500 Followers Celebrations Writing Challenge! con la frase #4:

“Oh, vamos. Actúas como si fuera lo peor que he hecho.”.

También es mi entrada para Snow’s five hundred challenge con el diálogo M) #16:

“¡Él casi me vuela la cabeza!”

“Bueno, nadie es perfecto.”

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Las misiones siempre podían ser estresantes, un movimiento en falso y las cosas podrían terminar mal.

Sin embargo después de que tú y Brock comenzaran una relación, no querían dejar ningún cabo suelto ni dar algún motivo o pretexto para tener problemas en el trabajo.

— ¿Ya prendiste tu comunicador? —cuestionó Brock

—Claro, canal seis asegurado como siempre —respondiste mientras señalabas donde tenías oculto tu transmisor.

— ¿Segura que te aprendiste el plan? —te preguntó Brock de nuevo.

—Brock, esta es la décima vez que me lo preguntas, si, si me lo aprendí —contestaste exasperada.

—Sólo estoy…

—Preocupado porque muchos creen que nuestra relación interferirá con el trabajo, lo sé, escuché lo que le decías a Jack el otro día —comentaste.

—Oh…

—A veces parece que Jack es tu novio en vez de que yo lo sea —te burlaste.

— ¡Oye no tengo gustos tan feos! —refutó Brock.

Soltaste una risita traviesa, te gustaba mucho molestar a tu novio, especialmente en el trabajo porque sabías que no se defendería, aunque cuando estuviesen a solas te “castigaría”.

—Entonces deja de contarle tantas cosas a Rollins —dijiste divertida.

—Tú le cuentas detalles más íntimos a tus amigas…

—Pero ellas no trabajan conmigo e inclusive me dan más consejos e ideas —contestaste guiñando un ojo.

—Después de esta misión, si todo sale bien…

—Confía en mí, todo saldrá bien —le aseguraste antes de saltar en paracaídas.

Él no te había dicho que le habían puesto una condición para que a ninguno de los dos los cambiaran de equipo después de que los directivos se enteraran de su relación.

Ni un solo accidente o herido en las siguientes diez misiones, todas debían ser exitosas y sin ninguna baja en el equipo. Era demasiada la presión la que Brock tenía; aunado a que tampoco dudaba que los fueran a enviar a las misiones más peligrosas, precisamente para que fallaran.

Justamente esta era la última misión para cumplir con la condición, Brock se había encargado para que las anteriores fuesen perfectas, pero el nivel de complejidad de ésta era muy alta.

Aunque tampoco podía negar que estaba demasiado enojado con Ward, él fue quien los había delatado ante las autoridades.

Desde que entraste como recluta a S.H.I.E.L.D. le gustaste a Brock y él a ti, también le gustaste a Ward, pero tú lo rechazaste varias veces.

Así que Brock estaba seguro que como venganza por lo que había pasado Ward los había delatado.

Lo que más le gustaba a Brock te ti era tu torpeza, con eso lo habías conquistado, incluso le parecía tierno.

Recordaba como en la primer cita tu zapato se te salió y prácticamente caíste encima de él mientras bailaban, luego le tiraste la bebida a Brock y un sinfín de accidentes, cada vez que lo recordaban no podían evitar reírse.

Tenían demasiados recuerdos cómicos juntos, igual en los entrenamientos evitó muchas veces que te lastimaras.

—T/N, ¿estatus?

—Logré entrar, veo a dos guardias armados —informaste.

Estaban siguiendo el plan tal y como habían quedado, parecía que la misión sería exitosa.

Ya estabas cerca de donde estaba guardado el objetivo cuando uno de los enemigos que no habías logrado ver te atrapó.

Forcejeaste para zafarte, sin embargo tu enemigo era más fuerte, tampoco podías pedir ayuda por el comunicador.

—Veamos si tu equipo prefiere lo que vienen a buscar o a uno de sus miembros —te susurró al oído mientras te quitaba tu arma.

—Más bien vas a dejarla libre y tú nos darás nuestro objetivo —sentenció Brock,

Sonreíste cuando lo viste, sabías que él no dejaría que nada malo te pasara, entonces fue cuando el enemigo apuntó con su arma tu cabeza.

—Tú decides, ella o tu objetivo, no puedes tener a los dos —amenazó el enemigo.

—De acuerdo entonces elijo…

Sin titubear Brock le disparó en la cabeza al enemigo, quien cayó inmediatamente sin vida, te habías quedado sin aliento por unos segundos, cuando reaccionaste viste a tu captor en el piso.

— ¡Él casi me vuela la cabeza!

—Bueno, nadie es perfecto.

— ¡Brock!

Te diste la media vuelta y te dirigiste molesta hacia donde estaba el objetivo sin esperar a tu novio.

— ¡T/N! ¡T/N! —te llamó varias veces mientras iba atrás de ti.

— ¿Qué? Tenemos trabajo por hacer, ya no falta mucho para que terminemos con la misión —respondiste de malas cuando te alcanzó.

Guardaste el objetivo y les informaste a los demás y comenzaron a regresar a la nave.

No le dirigiste la palabra durante el camino de regreso a Brock, aunque siempre solían bromear, esta vez él había sobrepasado los límites, él pudo haberte herido sin que se lo hubiese propuesto, en definitiva lo que Brock había hecho fue demasiado peligroso.

En cuanto llegaron a la base, él te detuvo, no le gustaba que te enojaras.

—T/N, habla conmigo —pidió.

—No.

—Oh, vamos. Actúas como si fuera lo peor que he hecho.

—Cállate, te odio.

—No, eso es mentira, tú me amas, no te enojes amor…

— ¿Y si las cosas hubieran salido mal? ¿Y si tu tiro hubiera fallado? —recriminaste, te zafaste y comenzaste a caminar.

—Pero no fue así…no tenía otra opción…

Te detuviste al escuchar esas palabras.

— ¿Otra opción? ¿A qué te refieres? —inquiriste.

—Nada…

—Dime la verdad o me largaré y no pienso hablarte ni…nada de lo que te gusta —amenazaste.

—No te había dicho porque no quería que te enojaras, pero no podía permitir que ninguna de las últimas diez misiones salieran mal o hubiese un error o cualquier cosa fuera de lo normal —dijo Brock.

— ¿Por qué? —preguntaste confundida.

—Sino…a alguno de los dos nos cambiarían de equipo, Ward fue quien le dijo a los superiores que nuestra relación podría causar conflicto con nuestro trabajo…

— ¡Brock! Debiste habérmelo dicho antes —le reclamaste.

—No quería perderte…

—Nunca lo harás, entonces… ¿hemos pasado la prueba?

—Eso creo, no estoy del todo seguro, supongo que en la siguiente junta lo sabré.

Te acercaste a Brock y rodeaste su cuello con tus brazos.

—Entonces… ¿Ward fue quien nos delató? —cuestionaste.

—Eso parece.

— ¿Qué tal si ahora nosotros nos vengamos de él? —propusiste.

—Me agrada, ¿qué tienes en mente?

—Aún nada, pero ya se me ocurrirá.

—Me encanta cuando eres tan malvada —comentó y te besó.