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Once you were done with your mission report, you grabbed your bag and shut your office door. Letting out a sigh, you couldn’t stop yourself from the giddy feeling that had began bubbling up. With Christmas arriving, you were allotted a few days off for said holiday.

Shaking your head, you brought yourself out of your slight haze. Turning on your heel, you began descending down the hall towards where you were parked. It wasn’t long before you walked straight into a wall of firm muscle. The sound of Rick’s gentle laughter filled your ears. His hands quickly jolting out and steadying you before you could topple over.

“Where are you going in such a rush?”

“Huh? Oh, uh-“ Raising your head to gaze into his eyes, you were surprised to see his features etched with a rare softness. Something you’ve rarely seen as of late. “N-No where.”

“Right.” He sighed, shaking his head. Rolling his eyes, he let go of his hold on you, before stepping around you. His steps unusually heavy sounding. Almost as if, his disappointment reached from head to toe.

“Rick?” You questioned spinning around on your heel.

Halting his movements, he turned cautiously towards you. Without a word he gave you a questioning eyebrow.

“Um.” You cleared your throat. Your palms began growing sweaty, as you shifted from foot to foot. “There’s….There’s something I have to show you.”

Turning further around towards you, your view was met with the plains of his chest. The firm muscle moving slightly with each breath he took.

“Meet me at my place?” You questioned wearily. Dropping your attention to your hands, you were suddenly engrossed with the curves of your palms, despite the slight dampness that was long them. “I’ll…I’ll make you dinner-“

“Sounds like a plan, sweetheart.”

Taking in a sharp breath you nodded. Without another word, you turned towards the exit, rushing slightly to your car.

———

I’ll Have a Holly Jolly Christmas with you.

The sound of Christmas music echoing through your apartment. Smirking to yourself, you knew your child was behind it, somehow talking the babysitter into playing some of their favorite tunes.

“Honey, I’m home!” You called as you made your way into the entry of your apartment. Toeing off your shoes, you quickly discarded your jacket and purse.

“Mommy! Mommy!”

Grinning to yourself, you felt heat blossom in your chest. Hearing a tiny voice call you mom, was one of the things that brought you pure joy.

Kneeling down, you opened your arms wide as you awaited a small body to collide with yours. As smaller arms wrapped around your larger form, you mirrored their position. Nuzzling the top of their head, you placed eager kisses there.

“How was your day, baby love?”

“It was good! We made cookies and played in the snow!” Their excited voice rang through your ears.

“Yeah?” You questioned happily as you awaited for their to give you more details on the activities they did.

As they went on about their day, you hummed while nodding along eagerly. Removing themselves from you, they quickly rushed back towards the sitter.

“Thanks again, for coming on such short notice.” You spoke, frowning slightly as you thought back to your urgent messages.

“Of course.” They shrugged.

Nodding your head, you moved towards your purse. Digging around the inside for your wallet, you quickly paid the sitter releaving them from their duties.

Sighing, you began moving around the kitchen in attempt to make dinner. Your eyes began drooping as you let out another yawn. Scrunching your lips, you gave in and finally decided to order a pizza instead.

Y/K/N, was perched on the couch, watching their favorite Christmas movie. Plopping down beside them, you rested your arm along the back of the couch. Y/K/N quickly snuggled into your welcoming side. Smiling to yourself, you grasped the blanket that was usually along the couch and tugged it over Y/K/N.

As time passed, you were fighting between slumber and watching the movie. Sighing you had almost given in, until the sound of someone knocking, captured your attention. Furrowing your eyebrows, you slide out from beneath Y/K/N. Their focus was on the movie allowing you to sneakily make your movements.

Opening the door, you grasped a $20 bill in your hand ready to pay the pizza delivery person.

Gasping, you were taken back. Standing before you, stood Rick, holding the pizza.

Chuckling quietly, Rick gazed at your appearance. Once you had arrived at home, you promptly changed into your comfy after work clothes. Clothes that included a pair of ratty old sweats along with a shirt that had small holes and random stains developing. Your makeup from the day had been long removed, while you had thrown your hair up into a messy bun.

“Fuck.” You muttered under your breath, dropping your gaze to your socks.

With your gaze cast downward, you had missed the admiration stare Rick was giving you.

The sound of rustling behind you, brought you back to reality. Taking in a sharp breath, you snapped your eyes back to the tall built man in front of you.

“Rick, uh, there’s….There’s something I have to tell you-“

Before you got a chance, you were quickly greeted with a smaller body hugging your leg. Peering around the limb, they cast a shy gaze to the towering man.

Glancing up at Rick, you attempted to gauge his reaction. Being friends with Rick for so many years, allowed you the closeness that you needed to be able to understand one another.

While you studied his face, you felt a slightly tug on your pants.

“Mommy?”

Kneeling down, you were face to face with Y/K/N. Standing between your knees, they placed their hands upon your shoulders giggling.

“Y/K/N, this is Rick Flag.” You spoke turning towards the man.

Clearing his throat, he maneuvered himself to be in a crouching position. “I’m Rick.” Extending his hand, he offered a saddened smile.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you frowned. Your mind began racing a mile a minute.

“Y/K/N.” They responded placing their tiny hand in Rick’s much larger one. Gazing at their connection, you made a silent note of teeny tiny your child looked compared to Rick.

——

As the night went on, Rick grew more and more comfortable. Once dinner was finished, you stood in the kitchen washing the few dirtied plates. Sound of laughter filled your ears.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Rick’s sudden husky voice caught you by surprise. Jumping slightly, you turned to gaze at him over your shoulder.

Sighing, you knew he would ask. It was the dreaded question you knew he would bring up. Turning your attention back towards the remaining dishes, you quickly finished up before reaching for a hand towel and drying your hands.

Letting out a heavy sigh, you leaned back against the counter. “Because.”

Crossing his arms, he gave you a silently questioning gaze as he raised an eyebrow.

“Because…” Your voice trailed off. “Because I didn’t want Waller to find out.”

“And you think I would tell her?”

As he spoke, you flinched slightly as you heard the pain that was laced in his voice.

Sighing, you shook your head. “No.”

“Then-“

“I wanted to protect them.” You spoke nodding your head in the direction of your living room. “Our line of work isn’t really sunshine and rainbows.”

Silence enveloped the pair of you. Sighing, you rubbed along your face.

Before either of you could respond, the gentle sound of piter patter sang through your ears.

“Mommy?” The sweet sound of Y/C/N, danced along the walls.

“Yes baby?” You questioned reaching down and pulling them into your arms.

To the best of their ability, they wrapped their small arms around your neck, while they nuzzled the side of your face. Placing a chaste kiss to your cheek, they rested their forehead against you.

As you were holding your child, you lightly traced along their spine. In return you were greeted with a gentle shutter from them. Smirking to yourself, you attempted to commit the moment to memory.

“I see.” Rick’s deep voice startling you once again.

Snapping your gaze to his, it was your turn to give him a questioning eyebrow.

Before Rick could respond, Y/C/N made grabby hands at him. Freezing, you both stared at one another as if you were a deer in headlights. Your mouth suddenly becoming dry as you knew the color from your cheeks drained.

Clearing his throat, Rick seemed to gaze at you silently asking for permission. The corner of your mouth twitched upward as you gave him a quick nod.

The sound of Rick taking in a sharp breath bounced in your ears. It wasn’t long before Y/C/N, was happily in Rick’s arms. Reaching up, they played with his mustache, before they were entranced with his larger than life hand.

You giggled as they cautiously gazed at one another.

After awhile, the three of you had maneuvered to the couch. In between you and Rick was Y/C/N. Snuggled beneath the blanket, they were perched against him deep in slumber.

Glancing down at them, you couldn’t stop the warmth that seemed to spread from head to toe.

“You’re the only person from work to meet them.” You muttered quietly towards Rick. “You’re actually the first…Adult, besides the family and our sitter, to meet them.”

Turning his attention down towards, Y/C/N, Rick’s lips began forming an all too familiar smile.

Before either of you could continue, the sound of Y/C/N, moving around interrupted. Both of you gazing down at the child. Making his way to his feet, he gently lifted Y/C/N into his arms, taking the blanket that was over them, with him.

Lifting his eyes to your gaze, you pointed at the door that was Y/C/N room. Nodding his head, he entered the room almost as quickly as he had exited. Shutting the door quietly, he returned to the living room.

Perching on the couch, you began gathering the movie supplies that had been taken out at the instance of Y/C/N. Reaching down, Rick silently began helping you.

Once the task was done, you began playing a different movie. You decided on your favorite Christmas one. Rick quietly sat beside you.

Leaning up, you placed a hand on his shoulder gently tugging him to look at you. Everything happened so quick it was like a blur. One minute you were focused on getting Rick to talk to you, and the next he hand your face between his warm large hands. His nose nudging against yours as his breath fanned along your lips.

Your mouth began watering at the thought of kissing Rick. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as you leaned against the back of the couch.

“Can I kiss you?” He questioned millimeters between your lips.

“Yes-“

Once the word had passed through your lips, Rick pounced. His lips were gentle and cautious. As soon as it began, it was over. Letting out a whine, you reached up, lacing your fingers in his hair, tugging him back in for a deeper kiss. Your tongue traced along the seam of his lips. Opening his mouth, you could taste the hot chocolate with a hint of peppermint. Something you had made earlier that night.

Sighing into the kiss, you were the one to break the kiss this time. Panting, you rested your forehead against Rick’s. Your chest rapidly rising and falling as butterflies fluttered around in your stomach.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that.” Rick’s voice brought you back to reality.

Grinning, your response was cut off by a louder than normal Christmas commercial during Y/F/M. Jumping slightly, you both pulled away. Giggling, you reached for the remote and turned the volume down. Gently tossing it back onto the coffee table, you allowed Rick to pull you into his embrace.

Resting your head on his chest, you gently grasped his waist while tangling your legs together. Reaching for the other blanket on the couch, Rick pulled it along you both. Lifting his head, he placed an arm behind his head, while the other wrapped around your waist.

Gently, he absentmindedly traced shapes on the revealed skin from your shirt riding up. Leaning down, he placed a kiss to the crown of your head. Yawning, you felt your eyelids grow heavier as you listened to the steady beating of Rick’s heart, lulling you to sleep.

Fin.

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