Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Abduction Gone Wrong-Mitch Rapp

Mitch's POV

I intertwined our hands as I led Y/N into her favorite café. After Hurley and I took down Ghost, I decided to go off on my own. I took down a few drug lords, mob bosses, and corrupt politicians.

I was spending time in Italy when I met Y/N. She was studying abroad while I was gaining intel on a possible underground casino when I bumped into her. Literally bumped into her.

~•~

I left my hotel room, deciding to go out and get food instead of eating the crappy room service food. I walked down the sidewalk, but stopped when I saw a small café across the street. With a shrug and a sigh, I looked both ways before quickly jogging across the street.

I looked behind me as I opened the door. I turned around, instantly bumping into someone. I gasped when I felt the hot liquid now spilt on both of us. I started to get angry as I looked down at my shirt that was now covered in hot coffee.

I looked up and was about to yell at the person but stopped when I saw a beautiful girl looking at me with wide eyes.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" She turned around and grabbed a few napkins from a nearby table. I watched as she awkwardly tried to dry my shirt off.

"It's fine," I stuttered as she continued to dab me with napkins. She looked up at me and when our eyes met, my heart stopped.

I cleared my throat and took a step back as I internally scolded myself. Why was I feeling like this? I just met her. . .

"I really am sorry," she said, the half-wet napkins still in her hands. "I really should have been watching where I was going. My mother always used to joke that I am in my head too much and that, sooner or later, I was going to hurt someone. I guess she was right. I should call her. . ."

"It's okay," I said, cutting her off. "Really. It's just a shirt." I laughed awkwardly, internally kicking myself. I smiled when she let out a small laugh.

"Can I at least buy you a cup of coffee to make up for dumping mine on you?"

"Sure," I said before I could stop myself.

"I'm Y/N," she smiled sweetly as she reached her hand out for me to take.

Without hesitation I reached out and shook her hand. The second I grabbed it, I felt a bolt of electricity shoot up my arm.

"Mitch."

~•~

I eventually found the underground casino I was looking for, but I ended up staying in Italy longer. Whenever I wasn't getting myself in trouble or going undercover, I was spending time with Y/N.

After that day in the café, we went to lunch a few more times before I officially asked her out. We've been dating for almost two years.

After telling her for weeks that I was just there on vacation, I decided to get a job. It wasn't anything major. Just driving people around, mainly tourists.

After we had been dating for six months, Y/N found out I was still living in the hotel. So, she suggested we find an apartment together. We found one close to town and close to her school.

Y/N finished her schooling last week and we were about to leave Italy. She got into UCLA's medical school so we were moving back to the states.

"Where are we going?" Y/N laughed as I led her down the street we've walked thousands of times, our hands intertwined.