Leverage x Reader Stories

(2) Eliot x Hitter!Reader ~ Double Trouble

Fighting that takes places references a fight scene from one of the episodes. I just don't remember which one.
Requested by mMimiyu-
Word count: 1425

A man stands behind the opening of a hangar with a camera in hand. He snaps photos and checks the quality of them while running a hand through his hair.

Only the soft rumbles of nearby aircraft in the air can be heard during this foggy afternoon. That's enough for two of the nation's best fighters to quietly walk up to the stranger, who is one of their target's thugs. Eliot marches over to the man, taking long strides with each step, and (Y/n) follows closely beside him.

"I'm gonna count to three," Eliot states in a gruff voice.

Spinning around, the thug pulls his arm back and throws his fist at Eliot. A solid punch lands onto the brown haired male and he's thrown back by the force, crashing into a group of barrels. (Y/n) comes forward and catches the thug off guard. Her balled up, right fist meets the thug's stomach while her left elbow slams into his back.

Pained grunts leaves (Y/n)'s lips as the thug sweeps a leg at the back of her knees, knocking her to the ground. Eliot recovers from the assault, but is immediately met with several kicks to his side before he can even stand up. One of the kicks results in a loud crack that (Y/n) deduces to be Eliot's ribs.

"That sounds broken," the thug replies with a smug grin.

Eliot painfully grunts and rolls off the the side just in time to avoid the thug's body flying forward with (Y/n) latched onto his back. He stumbles to his feet and joins (Y/n) in combat. They both put their arms up in similar positions and charge at the man. Their fists hit the thug's abdomen in synchronization but a wild, swinging fist hits Eliot in the face.

The brown haired hitter falls against (Y/n), who pushes him back up with a supportive shove. More hired thugs run into the hangar to assist the one thug that the duo has been fighting. (Y/n) charges at two of the large men and lands an uppercut on each of their chins. The large men are taken aback by the woman's strength and shake their heads to regain their focus. They look up to see (Y/n) flailing her wrists to and fro with a pout.

"Ouch! That hurt, you guys. Why must your jaws be so tough," she whines to no particular person.

With raised eyebrows, Eliot spares a quick glance at (Y/n) and chuckles at her childish attitude towards the hired men. Even during fights, she still has her shy, awkward, and childish personality that makes Parker seem more social.

"It wouldn't be much of a challenge if you never got hurt at least a bit," he shouts to his partner from across the hangar while dodging the thug's lunging attacks.

"But still... ," (Y/n) whines back,"It doesn't mean that the baddies need to have strong bones. They're harder to hurt when it hurts the hitter more."

Loud thuds of the men's feet break up the conversation. Eliot returns to his fight and punches the man in the face. The third thug that had rushed into the hangar earlier rushes over to help the other thug that Eliot is dueling. (Y/n) does the same and turns back to face the two men she's up against. She breaks into a run and hurls herself onto the thug on the left, pushing his head to the ground. With one of them down and dazed for a while, (Y/n) uses the temporarily out of commission thug to her advantage. Her knee comes up to knee the other thug in the groin several times.

On the opposite side of the hangar, Eliot is doing the exact same thing to his share of thugs. The thug's leg kicks up into the air in an attempt to hit the brown haired man, but is grabbed by said man. With the man's leg in a strong grip, Eliot uses the momentum he's gained from pushing forward to toss the thug onto the ground. As soon as the thug hits the ground and stays immobile, the second thug charges into Eliot's side.

"Why won't you go down!?" The large thug screams at (Y/n) with obvious frustration as he clutches his knees while catching his breath. The woman simply smirks and suddenly tackles the winded man to the ground. She lands to the ground with her legs on either side of the thug, straddling his large figure with slight difficulty.

"Why are you so fat," (Y/n) retorts while alternating continuously between her left right fist to punch the man's face. Blood trickles out of the thug's mouth and his movements come to a stop after a several dozen more punches. The man that (Y/n) had temporarily incapacitated comes to and pins the woman to the cold floor. His significantly larger build and greater strength leaves the female hitter unable to move.

Eliot finishes off his final thug with a stone blow to the head. He whips his head back to push away the stray strands of hair away from his face. Turning towards the inside of the hangar, Eliot spots a large man pinning (Y/n) down and repeatedly assaulting her wherever possible. Her loud grunting alerts the male of her struggle to regain the upper hand. As he spits out the blood in his mouth, the brown haired male runs over to his partner.

The large thug looks up just in time to see Eliot's shoulder in his face for a split second before crashing to the ground. (Y/n) and Eliot quickly run over to him and proceed to engage in combat. Together, they take out the thug and leave him unconscious on the tiled floor.

"Great job," Eliot comments with a nod of his head towards the bodies lying around the hangar floor.

"T-Thanks," (Y/n) stutters. She turns her head away from the hitter to hide her reddening cheeks.

Letting out a chuckle, Eliot suddenly groans in pain and clutches his chest. He'd forgotten about his ribs, allowing the pain to be hidden away for a while. The pressure from chuckling has brought the pain back to his injuries. (Y/n) gasps quietly with a worried frown as she watches Eliot stumble in an effort to bear with the pain of his injures. It becomes too much after Eliot nearly trips, so the (h/c) haired hitter slings one of his arms over her shoulders and allows him to put his weight on her.

Pride takes over and Eliot tries to get (Y/n) to stop helping. He insists that he can walk on his own, but almost crumples to the ground upon being released from her hold. A smirk grows on (Y/n)'s lips while she crosses her arms with a raised eyebrow as if to say "I told you so."

"Fine," he grumbles," I might need your help..."

"All you had to do was ask."

~Time Skip~

The rest of the Leverage team arrive at the hangar to find the two hitters patching themselves up. Eliot is seated on the open back of his personal vehicle, a gray Chevy Silverado pickup truck, with (Y/n) tending to him. Parker snickers at them and comments jokingly about the hitters, despite how great they are at their job, ended up being the ones who got injured quite a bit. Hardison joins in on the teasing since neither of the ones being teased can hear them.

"You guys are so mature," Sophie remarks with a sarcastic tone.

Unbeknownst to the two teasers, (Y/n) and Eliot had heard them. They secretly plot a little plan and feign innocence as the rest of the team approaches the truck. Once Hardison and Parker come within reach, Eliot kicks a leg at the back of Hardison's knees while (Y/n) playfully jabs Parker's sides. Both fall to the ground. One is in pain and shock while the other is giggling loudly. Revenge having been executed, (Y/n) and Eliot exchange a high five with large grins on their faces.

"You know, guys," Nate begins while hovering over his fallen teammates," When there's two hitters on a team, you should expect double revenge."

"Double revenge?" Sophie scoffs at Nate's statement. "More like double trouble."