inside job one shots / ships? x reader?!

I don't feel good enough. [BRETT HAND X READER] (angst?? AND AU)

this is the au where Brett hand still has his nostalgia powers, I've seen some people talk about it and it sounds pretty cool so also this is actually pretty crap I didn't edit this and it's all I can get out for now if my motivation doesn't spike any time soon 😜😜

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You walked into the meeting, late as you usually are. Reagan spotted you and waved for you to sit down quickly, so you listened. Something important was happening through the meeting, everybody panicking but you weren't paying attention as much. "Okay, You and Brett go through this area and Andre and Glenn go through the other area-" Reagan was planning the mission already, and you yourself started to panic. What area? You looked around to see if anybody else was distracted but it was just you. Then you spotted Brett across the table and an idea popped into your head.

You'll just ask him what you need to do, because he's always paying attention. Once Reagan quickly rushed us out of the meeting to do your job, you walked over to Brett. "Do you know what we are doing? I wasn't exactly.. paying attention?" You smiled sheepishly and he matched your energy though it felt a bit strange.

"Don't worry, I wrote notes!" Brett passed you a notebook and you flipped through the pages to the one he wrote the missions notes. You sighed in relief and read through it.

"Thanks Brett." You gave him a high-five, "Let's go!" You and Brett rushed towards the exit quickly to do what you were told and get it done with.

According to the notes that Brett took, we're going to an abandoned facility of some sort of company to steal some of the projects there or anything left behind and something else you couldn't remember. Everybody was panicking about how it was a big deal, but you're sure you'll be fine. Right?

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When you got there, you slowly scanned one side of the building while Brett scanned the other side. It was messy, graffitied on but the entrance seemed to be locked shut. "You think you can knock it down Brett?" You asked him and he shrugged. Brett takes a lot of damage to his head— way too often on some of the missions. It worried you a lot but hopefully he would be okay.

Brett slammed into the door and it opened, it being pitch black as you entered. The doors shut behind you which was obviously a trap or maybe the wind outside shutting it. You shrugged it off as you had protection with you. "I can't see shit!" Trying to look through your pockets or anything you decided to bring with you, then you realised you forgot the flashlight. God you're so dumb..

"Hold on.." Brett held onto your shoulder and you thought he would also bring a flashlight but no. That's weird.. You would think he'd be the one to bring the flashlight. Then, he whispered something and you felt a green light coming from him and you looked up and— HOLY SHIT, HIS EYES WERE GLOWING GREEN! You screamed and moved away from him as it was unexpected.

"How the fuck are you doing that?!" You cried out and he looked at you, the green light hitting your face which you had to shield from the light.

"Powers!" Brett smiled and sounded enthusiastic but you could hear a bit of.. sadness? In his voice. You pouted not knowing how you hadn't known that he had powers, wouldn't he bring it up? Or any of the other team members bring it up? Shrugging, at-least you could see now and you went searching around with Brett closely behind you.

There was some old blueprints and you shoved it in an empty bag that you had brought to put anything you find in, not caring what but the blueprints looked interesting.

You suddenly heard footsteps behind you and you turned around quickly, hoping it was Brett but then it was not. It was a few people in some sort of gear. You were taken back in surprise but then Brett rushed in-front of you, shielding you from the strangers.

One of them kicked at Brett, he fell backwards but you held him up steady and then you moved him a bit aside. "Use your powers Brett!" You yelled out and hit one of the strangers in the stomach with your elbow, they were knocked out by your strength.

You could hear him mutter something and his eyes were still glowing. The green light flickered as he attempted to use his powers, "I-I can't- shit what is wrong with me- powers work-" He was talking to himself and you couldn't hear much as you were trying to knock the attackers out. One guy had a gun and he tried to shoot you but the bullet missed, almost hitting your side and just grazed it. You ignored the slight pain where it hit but you kicked somewhere in their lower part, knocking them back and then hitting their jaw and snatching the gun off them. You shot the rest of them making sure they were at-least dead, or knocked out.

"Let's just go Brett." You grabbed his arm careful not to hurt him and you both rushed out and ran to the car, just wanting to get back to Cognito. Before you started to drive, you looked over at him to make sure he was okay. Brett was looking out the window nervously and especially after what happened before, he didn't want to get yelled at.

You both made it back to Cognito, but you told Brett to go to his office and that you'll give the blueprints to Reagan. He nodded nervously and you ran to Reagans office. Passing her the blueprints and stuff you found on the mission, she took it, "You did great, thank you!" Then she smiled at you and you exited her office.

"Brett?" You knocked on his office door and watched as he opened it hesitantly. At the few moments you were gone, it looked like he was having a small breakdown. His hair was messy, his cheeks were still wet from tears and his face was slightly red. You pulled him into a hug and comforted him.

"Why are my powers not working?" A tear rolled down his cheek as he melted into the hug you were giving him.

"It's not your fault Brett.."

"It is my fault! My powers are my responsibility and I should be able to control them- If I c-can't, I'm basically a failure to everyone and especially to you. You probably think I'm weak.." Brett started to cry more and he hid his face into your shirt, you may be getting tears on your shirt but oh well.

"I don't think you're weak Brett.." You comforted him but he seemed to not believe that, "Hell, Brett I fuckin' like you. I don't think you're weak, you are amazing." You blushed as you said that, he pulled away from the hug.

His eyes widened, "Wait.. you like me?!" You nodded shyly to his question and he blushed, "I like you too.. but for now, can we just- stay here?"

You agreed and you pulled him back into a hug.

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my poor traumatised Brett..