#wahah

HES MINE LMAO!!

Reagan Ridley x G!N Reader

Hella angsty

Summary: Ever since you've gotten together with your partner, Reagans been on the extreme side.

Warnings:self destructive behaviour, and swearing.

(Partner will also be reffered to as s/o)

-Last week your work partner confessed their love for you.

-You two were a seperate pair of tactacle field researchers that sometimes worked with the gang.

-It wasnt often, but it was enough time to turn into friends with them. You two would walk by Myc, Andre, Gigi, Brett, and Glen and greet them as you pass.

-You and your partner had always liked to banter, play, tease, taunt, and flirt while kicking ass, and it was no suprise that the same happened with the gang. It was just that there was tension between you and them and when you first started working with the gang, "them" was'nt just one person.

-Glen, and Brett would be flustered by the friendly but flirtatious comments you and your partner made, and on the other hand Gigi, Andre, and Myc would would return it. But Reagan was different to respond to your words.

-always having some awe in her eyes despite her cold face (which would soften a tad little when you were in sight) whenever you did so.

-The day your partner confessed their love you had your arms linked together and would gaze upon eachother to make it evident and crystal clear you two were were no longer a pair, but merged into one.

-Whispers from left to right about how everyone knew it they were right to think it would happen one day, people congratulating the both of you for whats happened.

-Everyone was like that

-Everyone but one person that is.

-Reagan wasnt happy, she seemed unbothered, annoyed, maybe jealous that everyone was making a huge fuss about it.

-The whole week she would have her brows furrowed and eyes narrowed when you and your partner in crime would pass by.

- "It'll pass." you thought. "She'll warm up or at least grow to tolerate it eventually."

-But you were so wrong. The whole week, even if you tried talking to her about it, asking if something was wrong, she would just tell you she hadnt gotten enough sleep, and that you should brush it off.

-But we all know how Reagan always didnt get enough sleep. And the way she was acting right now was still her, however an extreme version of her.

-The sound of wires zapping and equipment constantly being used would come from the robotics department whenever she was all alone in there.

-After that she came out with her right hand wrapped in bandages.

-Every day her already dark circles would just deepen in color, and she slowly alienated herself from the gang.

-Still working with them, but drifted and talking less.

-You decided to confront Reagan of how cold she's been to the gang and how different shes become.

-"I think i know why you're mad." You said in the doorway of her office, you were so quiet she didnt notice you standing there watching before you said what you said.

-"Im not mad" she looked at you, her tone calm but defensive.

-"Stop lying, are you jealous that i got with s/o?" "Its not my fault you're single"

-Her angered expression shifted into something else. "Im not Jealous--and i dont care about you relationship-"

-"No you dont, just admit it so we can get things back to how they used to be." You interrupted.

-"Get things back to how they used to be, huh?" She scoffed.

-"Im fine." Reagan trailed off, returning to whatever she was doing on her computer.

-you walk closer, your steps loud and drawing in her attention.

-You sigh "Just tell me, so we can get this over with." You realise and think to yourself that maybe reagan was lonely in terms of romance.

-"Tell you?"

-"Yes."

-she turned to meet your eyes, her eyes glistenening with tears threatening to burst.

-"Have you ever really liked someone, that it hurts to think of what would happen if they left you for someone else?" She responded.

-"I- what do you--" you struggle to get your words out, trying to process what she said.

-"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT READER." She choked as she raised her voice, Her tears now running down her cheeks.

-"I like you" she continued, her face was no longer firm, cold, or angry, instead it was now the most hurt you've ever seen.

-"But you were glaring at me and..."

-"I was'nt mad at you, i was glaring at them."

-Silence fills the room as you stood there with your arms crossed at loss of words

-"I dont know why, but maybe i just thought that if i could show that i was better, youd leave them for me."

-it clicked that that was the reason why she had been in the robotics department so much.

-"And y'know what?" She askes firmly.

-"It was nothing to you."

-You're then taken back to the whole time that week when you were praising s/o for the work they've done, completely ignoring Reagan whos upped the companies productivity by 90 percent.

-before that you used to praise her too at any achievement shes reached or new goal shes accomplished.