Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Cologne

Based on Cologne by beabadoobee

gn! fem biased (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 886

Warnings: really just fluff, domestic life asf, pet names, allusions to sex, pre-established relationship

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"Hey" Phillip's morning voice broke through the quiet morning air, as his armed wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him in the bed

"Hey," you whispered back still waking up,

"I gotta leave soon darlin'", he sounded tired, and you could tell it wasn't from just waking up.

"Stay with me, please", you shifted as you placed your head on Graves' chest as he lightly stroked your hair. Silence consumed the room again as you felt your eyelids get heavy, your body refusing to wake up.

Phillip sighed, "I wish I could stay here for the rest of my life, you know that",

"Me too"

He placed a small kiss on your head before getting out of bed. You watched as he walked towards the bathroom in just his boxers. Last night's events were still evident on both of you. Phillip with nail marks scattered down his back, and you with hickeys all down your neck towards your collarbone.

Phillip, now in the bathroom, twisted the shower knob allowing the water to spew from the shower head above. You watched his reflection through the bathroom mirror that allowed you to peek into the room without having to leave the comfort of the bed beneath you.

"Phillll-" you dragged out, "Don't use all the hot water please,"

"I'm not the one who takes hour-long showers now am I?" you heard him chuckle in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror catching your eye. "No peekin'" he tsked a finger into the mirror for you to see.

"Nothing I haven't seen yet Commander", you continued to watch as he checked the water to make sure it was warm. You could tell he was satisfied with the temperature as he began to peel off his boxers, giving you a perfect view of his ass in the mirror. You let out a whistle, causing Phillip to shake his head as he hopped into the shower.

You turned over in bed, swinging your legs off the side as you forced yourself to get up. Your eyes scanned the floor, more evidence of last night scattered around the room as you finally landed on a white cotton t-shirt of Phillip's, it was tousled and lying next to his jeans. Throwing it on as you decided to join Graves in the bathroom, the steam from the shower made the air stuffy, and the mirror was now coated in steam with beads of water dripping down.

As you attempted to wipe down the mirror to make it somewhat visible, Phillip finally turned off the shower water. He stepped out wrapping a towel around his waist, then grabbed a spare towel, ruffling it through his hair to get any excess water out. You watched from the bathroom sink as you brushed your teeth, giving him a toothpaste-covered smile, which earned a laugh back.

"Cute shirt, where'd you find that?" Graves sauntered behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist slowly rocking you back and forth as he kissed your neck lightly.

"The floor," you answer after quickly spitting and rinsing the remaining toothpaste out, "finders keepers, sorry to break it to you like this". Phillip's hand went to his heart, his horrendous acting skills on display as he pretended to be upset, causing you both to laugh.

"Keep it, looks better on you anyways doll" he winked before walking back into the bedroom to get dressed. You listened as he shuffled through drawers getting his stuff together for another deployment, turning your attention back to your reflection in the mirror to distract yourself.

Phillip reentered the bathroom again, this time in his signature blue button-up, as he joined you at the sink. As you started to fix your morning hair, so did Graves, he began to lightly apply some gel to look more presentable. He then moved on to his cologne, spritzing it onto his wrists and his neck. You took a deep breath allowing the scent to float around you. Phillip always smelled good, it was one of your favorite things about him. He had gotten you a new bottle of his favorite cologne so whenever he was gone you could spray it and smell him, no other gift he had given you since had been able to top it. You had stopped getting ready at this point and had decided to take in Phillip's presence before he had to leave.

"Give me a spray," you stuck out your wrist for Graves

"You have your own bottle, don't ya? Don't tell me you used it all already?", he chuckled to himself as he sprayed your wrist, lightly spraying his shirt you were wearing, as he winked at you. He knew you wouldn't take that shirt off till he got back now.

"It's more special when it's yours," you wrapped your arms around him, taking in the scent again. Graves' pulled you into him squeezing lightly as he hugged you, his chin resting lightly on your head.

"I'll be back before you know it, right?"

"I know, I know, just let me enjoy this for now" you squeezed back into the hug. Moments passed as Phillip attempted to tug away slightly. "I'm not done yet Graves, you're not going anywhere"

"Anything for you doll", he muttered as he placed a light kiss on your forehead.

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