‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ yet somehow,
you always manage

headcannon portrayal of
Robert " Bob " Floyd from the
topgun verse. penned by
https://t.co/eEqbkH6FwJ

♡ & ↻

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/ know for sure was that he happened to be brutally honest.
and, that matter was just about
to be proven. " well , are we
.. look , am I rea— " nevermind
not yet. cue hand placement
down in between bodies once
again

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

" don't entirely know. " confessed
words. mirroring the others
former action with the drink,
pouring himself a glass once
more. in truthfulness, he had
never let him get drunk enough
to figure out. only thing he
did/

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

jake made his way over to the couch, settling down next to it. bob’s response did nothing but make his smirk grow even wider. now this was going to be fun.

bottle and shot glasses were set down before hangman screwed open the top of the bottle, “so, tell me baby on —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

something to do with it. yet,
tonight? he had this.. wave of
confidence. this certain aura
that surrounded him telling
him that it was okay to let
go. that he was safe with the
other. " as ready as I'll ever
be. "

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
was he entirely certain ? not
really. In all honesty, he's
never been "wasted drunk". it
just wasn't something he had
ever strived for. the fact that
he didn't like the taste of most
alcoholic beverages also had /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

“of course I did, they’re the main event!” another chuckle tumbled from his lips. bob letting go of his hand left it feeling a little colder.

though he gave a nod in response, standing up from the couch and leaning down to gather their plates and glasses, “but you got —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

nod. 〝 don't go light on it either, I'm going to need to
be ( wasted ) to enjoy that kind
of meal. 〞

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
〝 oh god , you had to remind
me of those ? 〞soft laughter
filled the comforting silence
in between them, unwillingly
letting go of the hand that was
currently enveloped in warmth,
passing over his empty glass
with a short/
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

features softened when he saw the grin on bob’s face widen even more. it was nice, seeing him like this. their work, more often than not, didn’t leave too much time to joke around and have a laugh.

he made a mental note to try and make bob smile more often. it’d be a —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

was nervous. this time it was
because he was filled with
excitement &. anticipation .
soft roll of azure hues at his
comment. 〝 maybe , just
maybe, you have. 〞brief pause.
〝 but , i kind of like it. this
side of you . 〞

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
grin only uplifted more at the
others playful antics. a very
soft , almost inaudible , laugh
leaving own brims. shifting just
a smidge more in his seat. own
heart still hammering within his
chest. not because he /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

jake’s free hand moved to press against his chest at bob’s retort, leaning back with a small scoff —— pretending to take a blow from the impact of those words.

“stupidity? I’m wounded,” a grin quickly replaced his dramatics, gaze now shifting down to their hands. thumb —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

hand so that palm was up ,
digits intertwining with hangmans.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
and , despite his efforts to keep
complexion calm and collected,
the moment warm touch rested
ontop of calloused palm, bobs
heart skipped a beat. own
gaze flashing towards hands.
deep inhale. this is a good ,
( very good ) /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

jake finished off the rest of his glass, leaning forward to set it back down on the table before redirecting his attention back over to bob.

he couldn’t help but notice the way ocean hues seemed to scan over his features, taking their time. now jake was a simple man, it —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

sign bob. it means that maybe
you didn't read the situation
wrong. brief glance back up
to shimmering emeralds, corner
of brims peaked up. 〝 just,
lookin' at stupidity. 〞 and
despite his tone of words seemingly hated , he moved /

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

he staring ?

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
〝 a little might be an understatement. 〞and there he
was again. tone soft yet full of
teasing humor. now empty palms fidgeting with a random knot on jeans, a way to keep
them preoccupied so he doesn't
just say " fuck it " /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

“not if I have a say,” jake hummed as he continued to eat, beginning to finish up the remainder of pasta on his plate.

if he’s honest, he meant those words. sure, he’d been working with bob for quite some time now, but he still felt like there was so much more to learn —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

and grab the others' hand. however , that didn't stop hues
from migrating back amongst sun-kissed complexion. back onto the others naturally attractive features. back to
those pools of green. drawing
him in more and more. was /

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/ he's never been one to react
on own accord. to be the bold
and brave one. maybe , he read
this entire night wrong? maybe it
was just. two guys chilling . 〝thanks, for inviting me tonight. 〞

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

〝 guess that will forever remain
a mystery to you. 〞meal finished
halfway throughout the conversation. own gaze fixiated
on how knees were fully pressed together. no accidental nudging
anymore. but, not much that he
could do. he's ( bob) /

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

“sure ya don’t,” words were accentuated with a quick wink as jake continued to eat his meal, relaxing back against the couch —— and closing a bit more of the space between them, again, bumping his knee against bob’s.

“you’re just seein’ more of how great I am. flyin’ —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

he needed ( more ) liquid
courage if he was going to
keep this up. 〝 this is very
good though. 〞

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
〝 i dont know what youre
talking about. 〞words drawled
out, attempting to hide the grin
that threatened to peak at the
corner of brims. another bite
of their meal —— soft hum of
contentment. then another sip
of his drink /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

the slight brush of bob’s shoulder against his own left a tingling sensation against the area, almost like a quick spark that lit at the all too simple action.

however, it was bob’s next words that threw him for a loop —— brows raising in surprise, and dare he say, a —

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

don't push it

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

say that again. I couldn’t hear ya, a little louder.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

/

another. 〝 some do? guess,
they wouldn't be too far off .〞
was that a subtle ( very subtle )
flirt from Bob? it was indeed. casually already beginning to
munch on meal

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠbob. @STEALTHPILCT]

ㅤ
cue the rather lighthearted
bark of laughter at confession.
slight nudge of shoulders ——
secretly using it to his own
advantage to move just a bit
closer to the other. 2 inches
away from thighs being fully
pressed against one /
ㅤ

[ً @PlTTSPSYCH]

emerald hues eyed bob’s expression expectantly the moment he opened his eyes. sure, he talked some big game about how good his cooking skills were, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t care about one particular person’s opinion right now. . .

however, the confidence —