"Remind me to never volunteer for a surveillance gig again." Deacon groans as he climbs into Black Betty after you, shutting the double doors as you reach for the duffel bag stored in one of the compartments for emergencies and begin to rifle around in it.
"Oh, I will." You pull towels out of the bag for the both of you, tossing one to Deacon and wrapping the other one around yourself as you wriggle in your drenched clothes. "And I'll also remind you that never again am I diving into a fucking fountain to fish your ass out of it."
"You don't really mean that." He says with a grin, wiping away the droplets of water still clinging to his face and hair as he settles down on one of the benches.
You shuffle over to him, reaching out and seeking out his hands with yours to warm up your freezing hands with a grin. "You help me warm up, and I'll see about changing my tune."
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deacon kay oneshots
Fanfictiondeacon kay x gender neutral!reader oneshots, crossposted from my tumblr
