Chris and Co. Oneshots

Island Paradise - Jake Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Language! Fluff! Lil bit of Angst! Anti-Tech Mogul!

Leaning back in your chair you threw the small foam ball across the office towards your best friend and fellow movie nerd Jake. He easily caught it in one hand before throwing it back across the office to you. The ball narrowly missed Pooch's head as it went.

"Seriously guys? Can't you move your desks closer together if you're gonna do that? I don't get why they're so far apart considering how you're best friends" Pooch says as he sits down at his desk.

"Where's the fun in that?" Jake says holding his hands up, signalling for you to throw the ball again "it's the challenge that makes it entertaining"

"Cougar doesn't seem to mind" you add pointing over to Cougar who was reclined back in his seat, feet up on his desk, hat tipped low over his eyes as he snoozed.

"Plus if you're looking for someone to blame you should be looking at Clay, he's the one who called us all in only to disappear into some meeting" Jake points out.

"I still stand by the point that I think it's stupid your desks are literally on opposite ends of the office, makes sense to put the nerds together" Pooch states shaking his head.

You roll your eyes as you chuck the foam ball back towards Jake. At that exact moment, Clay walks back in and catches the ball midway through its journey to Jake.

"You guys wanna know what's going down?" Clay asks pocketing the ball and holding up a file.

Everyone got up from their desks and made their way over to the central table they often used for mission planning. Clay began laying out everything from the file on the table, Jake instantly reaching out to take one of the photos.

"Wait are we going after this guy? One of the biggest tech moguls in the world right now?" Jake asks looking down at the surveillance photo.

"Hero of yours Jensen?" Aisha asks arching a brow.

"No he's an egomaniac that is clueless about every company he owns and I'll never forgive him for destroying my favourite social media platform, but can't deny the companies he owns make some cool tech," Jake says with a shake of his head.

"Yeah well it looks like he's looking into investing in some more sketchy businesses," Clay says placing another surveillance photo down showing the target meeting with a known arms dealer "the bigwigs want us to do some more digging before they organise a sting"

"How are we gonna do that?" You ask.

"Well our target is a bit of a party boy, every year he holds a private festival on his private island, we're gonna infiltrate it and plant bugs and hack into his systems" Clay explains "you and Jensen are gonna pose as a couple attending the festival"

You feel your mouth go dry and your heart skips a beat. Jake was your best friend, in many ways he was your person. He was also the person that you had the biggest, most helpless crush on. A crush that started from the moment you met him and never wavered. You had never been brave enough to tell him your true feelings, you didn't think he felt the same way and as time went on it just got harder and harder. The last thing you wanted was to jeopardise years of friendship.

There was no way you could do this, you couldn't pretend to be Jake's girlfriend. Be given that taste of heaven and not be able to keep it.

"Why us?" You squeak.

Clay narrows his eyes slightly "because Jensen specialises in comms and you in espionage" he says as if it was obvious.

And it was obvious, of course you two would be the top picks for this kind of mission.