Macgyver Imagines

Celery Cut

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Angus MacGyver was one of the most, if not the most, remarkable person you have ever met. Day in and day out you watched in amazement as he could turn any number of random objects into something spectacular. However, even the most perfect man had his flaws one of them being he was the absolute worst cook. So when he invited you over to his place for Thanksgiving this year you instantly hesitated. "Mac, I know I'm new to the team and all but even I know all you can cook is "cereal" and that doesn't even require heat. Aren't you worried you'll burn down your kitchen?" You teased, as you cleaned your gun in the auxiliary. 

"Okay, first of all rude, second of all I'm not cooking Bozer is. Come on y/n, I know you can't go back home for the holidays and no one should be alone on Thanksgiving. The whole team will be there, Boze makes a mean Turkey." Mac smiled, as he leaned on the counter, resting his forearm on the cool metal.

You reluctantly sighed as you looked over at Mac "Okay fine. I'll be there."

"Great, it will be fun I promise but fair warning Jack gets drunk every year and we all take shifts taking care of him. See ya." He said real fast, running out of the room before you could change your mind.

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That Thursday was Thanksgiving, you went to Mac's house and rang the doorbell while holding a pumpkin pie in your hands. Soon Mac was opening the door with a huge smile on you face "Hey, you didn't have to ring the doorbell just walk in. Your family now." He said taking the pie from your hands "Thanks for bringing the pie, somebody forgot to bake one." Glaring over at Bozer as he slaved away in the kitchen.

Bozer glared back "Well excuse me, I am in here trying to cook a nice meal for you all. None of you offering to help by the way but hey go ahead and disown me for forgetting the pie." 

You couldn't help but laugh as you started putting your hair up in  a ponytail "I'll help ya Boze, what do you need me to do."

"Thank you, finally! Could you chop up some celery for the stuffing? I'll be back." He said, making sure to shove Mac's shoulder before walking off. 

You began chopping the celery as Mac cleared his throat and walked over to you "I really am glad your here y/n. "

You smiled over at Mac "Yeah me too." you were briefly distracted as Mac looked at you, his eyes lingered and wouldn't look away. You quickly turned back to the celery and started chopping again.

"Are we gonna talk about it?" Mac sighed as he stepped closer to you.

"Talk about what?" You whispered as you played stupid.

"You know what y/n, two weeks ago, we haven't talked about it since. Things are clearly different now, at least they are for me. The way I feel about you is different. I know you wanted to drop it but I don't want to just forget about it. In fact, I want it to happen again." Mac said as he whispered softly in your ear, now dangerously close.

You felt your body grow hot as you recalled that night, two weeks ago when everything changed.

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