10k X Reader (Book of Oneshots)

El Camino

It's been a good two to three months of loneliness, canned food, and an ache  that only 10k could ever make disappear. You miss them all, really, but it's his voice, his scent, his laugh you miss the most.

After Cassandra's death 10k just wasn't the same, he distanced himself from the whole group, particularly you, making a sinking feeling settle in your stomach every time he looked your way.

You felt as though you were bringing the whole team down, so you left without telling a soul.

You're somewhere near the Mexican border when you hear it. The rumbling sound of five muscle cars heading toward you from behind. Your hand instinctively rests on your rifle, they'll pass, leave you alone, and you'll be fine...hopefully.

"Whoohooooooo~!"

You freeze, Doc's voice like a smack to the back of the head as you realise a little too late that it's them. You frantically try to pull your hood and mask up, only succeeding in pulling on the hood as they're maybe 20ft behind you. You try desperately not to look as they speed past, but for a fraction of a second your own irises meet blue, 10k's head whipping toward you as your eyes meet. For a moment you feel like everything will be okay, he won't recognise you and they'll keep driving.

You're not that lucky.

Hope blooms in your chest as they continue to drive away and you sigh in relief, letting up on the white knuckled grip you have on your gun. Your eyes close and you take a moment to stop and take a breath, sipping from your canteen.

The screeching of tires from up the road has your eyes snapping open and your heart plummeting. You move fast, dropping the almost empty canteen to the ground, heaving your rifle over your shoulder and sprinting off the road and into the desert, feet slamming into the ground as you try to put distance between you. You chance a look back, heart breaking as you see that the cars have all done a 180 and one of them is off road, trying to get to you.

Your eyes squeeze shut and you push yourself to run faster, hearing an engine cut and a car door slamming followed by impossibly fast footsteps.

A dark blur tackles you and all of a sudden you're on the ground with 10k's face buried in your hair and it's all you can do to wrap your arms around him as he stays stock still, as though you'll disappear if he moves.

You slide your hands up his back and he shivers, your nails scratching lightly over his neck as you move to cup his cheeks, pulling his head from your neck.

Your heart shatters into a million pieces when you see his face, his stupid handsome face.

He's glaring down at you and you know he's hurt, angry. He has every right to be. You're expecting him to yell at you, maybe even get up and storm off, but he does neither.

One moment you're staring into his beautiful eyes and the next he's rolled you over, sat up with you in his lap, and his lips are slanted firmly over yours as he kisses you fiercely, desperately.

His arms snake around your hips as yours find his shoulders, fingers making their way into his raven hair, nails raking over his scalp. He shudders pleasantly and-

A throat clearing to the right of you makes you jolt apart, though you're very much still in his lap.

As you get up, the rest of the group all stand there with smug faces while you blush.

His hand darts out and pulls you to him the moment you're both upright, his breathing heavy and his brows furrowed.

Warren steps forward, "Okay, now that we've caught your stupid ass I hope you realise that you are gonna get in that car and 10k isn't gonna let you out of his sight. I don't care what your reason for leaving is right now, you'll have a chance to explain yourself later, right now I just want to get outta here."

You nod, looking at the ground as Addy and Doc both move to hug you around 10k, who isn't letting you go for a second. Murphy gives you a nod as you glance his way, Vasquez standing by him and smirking at the way 10k's arms tighten around you when you shift, afraid you'll bolt.

After you've caught your breath 10k silently leads you over to the car that'd gone off road in an effort to chase you, he hasn't said a word this whole time and you're beginning to think he isn't going to forgive you for leaving, but the moment you're in the car and they're all on the road he pipes up.

"Never do that to me again." He whispers, eyes on the road, "you have no idea how scared I was that you'd been taken or killed."

Your eyes widen and flick over to him before you opt to stare at your hands in your lap.

"I-" You try to say something, anything that lets him know how much you've missed him, how you didn't want to leave in the first place, how much you enjoyed his lips on yours and his hands at your waist, and before you know it you've blabbed it all to him and he's fighting a shit eating grin off his face.

At once you're head over heels for him all over again and it's like you never left.