Writer's Block

(UNFINISHED) Mike x Reader

The Last of Us Part II
Mike x Gender Neutral!Reader
Word Count: 1170

"Hey, Mike!" I yelled to him before catching up.

"Can I talk to you?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure, what's up?"

"Um... Can I talk to you alone?" I said, hinting at the man he was talking with.

"Uh, I'm not sure, I was gonna go play ch-"

"It's fine Mike, I can just play with someone else." The man suggested after interrupting him.

"Okay," We started walking away before Mike turned back around to say, "We'll do it next week, then?"

"Yeah, sure thing!" The man replied.

...

We walked back to my room, the only place that I could think of that was private.

After I closed the door, Mike turned to me and gestured for me to speak.

"Whaddya have to say?"

I paused for a moment, wondering if I should actually go through with the plan or not.

Fuck it.

I walked over to him and pressed my lips to his. I gripped his shoulders with such strength. I was nervous, especially for his reaction.

When I pulled away, his expression wasn't exactly happy.

"What. The fuck. Was that?"

"You know what the fuck that was! It's what I've been telling you for the past year! It's like everything I've said and done wrapped up in a neat bow that's also a k-"

"That's not what I meant. I know you've been doing a lot for me and I appreciate it but I know it's just to win my affection. And I'm sorry but I'm never gonna love you. You're just too young for me, Y/N."

"So what I'm too young for you? It's the fucking apocalypse. Why does it matter?"

"Because I have morals. And I'm not gonna fuck a 19 year old."

"You- What- You don't have to- You can just-"

"And what about your Mother? What would she think of you? Of me?"

He's right, I know it. But I'm still going to deny it.

"Fuck, Mike! I swear to God!" You groaned.

"You've got work to do. Do it." He said, nonchalantly as he brushed past me and left.

07/02/22
...

"Where are these guys?" I groaned, bored out of my mind.

I sat at a reception desk in an abandoned office as Mike scoped out the ground below.

"I don't know but with all these reports of sightings this close to the base, we can't be fuckin' around. So can you please help me patrol?" He said, sounding more like he was demanding than begging.

"Ugh, but I already did a once-over."

"Yeah, a once-over. Do it again."

"Ugh, yes, Sir." I said sarcastically as I got up and did a mocking salute before setting off to check the ground floor.

...

Yet again, I checked behind every desk and every wall and found nothing.

I turned around to go back upstairs when suddenly an arm came around my neck and held me captive with a gun to my temple.