Big Cats and Cowboys | A Striker x Reader Series

Spearmint

While take-out Thai food and reporting Rev's channels for spam did make me feel better, this new bond I had with Striker only made my feelings for him grow more and more intense. Sitting next to the imp, I debated about kissing him while we made fun of Rev's content and reported each video one by one. It may have been petty, but I appreciated him taking the time to try and cheer me up.

"I don't think I can watch another Call of Duty reaction video," Striker finally said, leaning back from where we sat on the floor with the laptop between us. 

Looking over at him, I replied, "What was the final straw for you? The goofy sound effects or his face?"

"I think it was the way he said noob," Striker answered, meeting my gaze. Like this, we were incredibly close to one another. 

There was a brief second of pure stillness before he closed the gap between us, kissing me. A spark seemed to shoot through me as I sank into the kiss. He tasted like spearmint, and even when he pulled back away, I could still taste it. 

In theory, a kiss should have helped cool my desire for Striker, but it only made me want him more.