#deckard x reader

You’ve been working as a team with Luke and Shaw for quite some time now . but it seems like they both gained a small crush on you ..

(in this part, you and deckard are taking cover in luke’s house after an attack last night)

You rubbed your eyes and blinked a few times before sitting up.

“good morning mrs. l/n”

you heard a voice call out. you turned you head to come face to face with Samantha. one of your partners daughter.

“hey cutie” you yawned.

“sorry for not knocking. dad and mr. shaw didn’t want to come because they didn’t know if you slept naked or something, so dad told me to drop this off” she spoke, placing a cup of coffee and pancakes with syrup and bacon on the night stand.

“oh no it’s fine.” you replied, brushing the blanket off of you with one leg.

“eat with me ?” you asked, reaching over and taking a brief sip of your hot coffee.

“sure. i’ll go get my food.” she replied before heading to the door.

“wait, who made this ?” you asked, gesturing to the coffee.

she turned back at you. “um, dad, i think.” she answered before leaving.

hm. i guess he knows you best .

You and samantha had just finished up breakfast in bed while watching your favorite show ‘shameless’ before you two heard a knock on your closed door.

“come in!” you shouted.

“hey.” Deckard spoke as he peeked in.

“hey.” you replied back with a smile.

“uhm, me and mrs l/n have to have a little talk. why don’t you go down and help your dad clear up ?” shaw spoke sweetly to the girl. he doesn’t like children, but for this case, he has to be nice to samantha. or luke would try and crush his skull with his own hands.

“sure.” she replied, hopping off the bed and walking out the room as deckard walks in.

he closed the door behind her and turned to face you .

“may i?” he asked sweetly, gesturing to the bed.

“of course.” you replied, making room for him to sit.

“we have a new..offer.”

luke slammed another guard into the wall, huffing when he drops to the ground.

you stood next to deckard, cheering luke on as he finishes obliterating the last guard.

Deckard scoffs.

“yeah thanks for the help.” luke exclaimed as you begun to walk up the stairs.

“you handled it, big boy.” you said, looking back at him with a smirk before paying your attention back to the top of the stairs.

luke chuckles, shaking his head while deckard furred his eyebrows at the compliment.

“i could’ve handled that.” deckard said, rolling his eyes.

before like could reply, you opened your mouth.

“yeah, but it’s faster with someone who’s built like a lion.”

you said obliviously. not even looking at them when speaking.

deckard scoffed again while luke smirked at him.

you existed the building from the emergency exit, shaw coming after you, then hobbs.

— DATING DECKARD

he's too reckless so it's hard to stop him from doing what he wants

you're part of the street gang he's in

deckard teaches you how to fight and use a weapon for self defense

you're taught to believe that vi and her friends are not to be trusted

the both of you hate piltover

you two share an underground, abandoned warehouse to shelter in

you don't trust silco at all, not even when he uses deckard as a test subject

when he comes back all bloodied and bruised after being tortured by silco for information, you grew angry and scared

you're terrified of what deckard has become ever since he transformed from the drug

you're running your hands through his hair playfully

he calls you a playful nickname

deckard loves you, at least he thinks he does, but he's just not affectionate

he almost never says 'i love you' but he shows it in different ways

he once stole (possibly mugged) someone's jewellery and gave it you

you end up getting hurt and he always calls you out for not listening to him

literally shoves you out of the building to avoid getting involved in the fight between them and vi

when he's killed, you're all alone and it slowly but painfully makes you a stronger individual in zaun

you're not sure to side with vi to overtake silco, or give in and work for silco

Fandom: Fast and Furious / Hobbs & Shaw

Summary: Based on "Imagine Deckard Shaw trying to ask you out." by @thefandomimagine

You watched Hobbs throw another soldier in the air as if he weighed nothing. The scream cut off sharply, as the body hit the ground.

"That must have hurt," you observed, casually leaning against the wall. The red alarm lights blazed around the facility.

"He'll be fine, just a few broken bones," Deckard wiped the blood off his face, standing next to you.

With a strange sort of detachment, you watched as a new surge of soldiers ran to face Hobbs. Quite a number of them were already lying on the ground.

"Maybe we should help him?" you suggested. Hobbs had run out of bullets some time ago and was now using whatever wasn’t bolted to the floor. With his height, he reached a lot of things.

Deckard pulled a face.

"Look at him, he's doing just fine."

Hobbs roared. A soldier hesitated before pulling the trigger. The weapon was ripped out of his hands.

You whistled quietly. Deckard rolled his eyes.

"Come on, since when are you a fan of brute force?"

"Maybe since that brute force could crack my skull open with one hand?" you laughed, noticing his grimace. "Come on, Deck, that's impressive and you know it."

Deckard ostentatiously looked at his watch. You already had what you came for and were waiting for Hobbs to finish off the rest of the guards.

"Impressive or not, if he doesn't pick up the pace, we won't get out in time for lunch."

"It's not like we'd be allowed into any restaurant anyway. We still got that warrant on our heads."

Deckard shot you a quick, careful glance. This was his chance. Even standing so close to you, it was difficult to read your expression.

"Well," he started. "I know a nice, quiet place if you wanted to-"

A body slammed into the wall between Deckard and you. Something cracked.

With all eyes back on him, Hobbs, almost out of breath, stared angrily at you.

"Thanks for the help."

You laughed breezily, pushing from the wall.

"Come on, it's not like you actually needed any."

You found a car nearby and moved to start it. Without the keys, probably well hidden in one of the bad guys' pockets, it was going to take a moment.

Hobbs watched you go. Deckard stormed up to him, buzzing with anger. His fists itched and he wished he could wipe that smirk off the man's face.

"I see what you're doing," he growled through gritted teeth. "You're an asshole."

Hobbs laughed, crossing his arms over his wide chest. He was showing off his muscles on purpose and savored the look on Deckard’s face.

"Well, then maybe, Mr. Subtle, you should try something less subtle next time?"

He knew how many times Deckard had tried to ask you out in the past- after all, it would be difficult to hide something so obvious while being on the same team. Well, you managed not to notice, but you had a lot on your mind lately.

"Interrupt me again and I'm going to rip your bald head off and play-"

"BOYS," you leaned from the driver's seat. "We gotta go."

They looked where you were pointing, and noticed reinforcements coming their way. A lot of reinforcements.