Hangster | Explicit | 1/7 chapters
Fake dating, mutual pining, Dad!Jake, post-canon, slow burn, idiots in love, eventual smut
"I just don't want to show up and have everyone feel bad for me because I'm single, alone, and pathetic," Jake admits in a rush, taking a sip of his beer to stop any other truths from escaping their cage at the back of his throat.
One of Rooster's eyebrows quirks, his mustache twitches, "But you are single, alone, and pathetic."
"You're such a fucking asshole," Jake says, kicking his shin with a socked foot. "I don't know why everyone likes you so much."
"Because I might be an asshole, but I'm also very charming," Bradshaw grins at him. It's true, even if it annoys Jake to no end. "Why don't you bring someone?"
Jake gestures around the kitchen, "See anyone for me to take?"
"Dating is a thing that you're allowed to do," Bradshaw offers, annoyingly sincere. "Maybe I could help solve your problem."
"What? Are you going to set me up on a series of dates until I find Miss or Mister Right?" Jake asks, rolling onto his side to look at Bradshaw. He's looking back already, mouth quirked up at the side.
"I might not be Mister Right, but I'm free in October and I love an all inclusive," Bradshaw shrugs as best as he can laying on the floor. "What do you say, Seresin? Want a date to your exes wedding?"
Jake blue screens, his entire brain goes completely blank for a second before coming back online, "You want to go to my exes wedding with me? In Mexico? For a week?"
