Warning: fluff, lmk if I missed any
It was Friday night and you decided to spend an alone time at the bar. You wore a chic but simple short dress just the way you dress elegantly every day. You were alone so you grabbed a seat on the corner table. As you sipped on your alcohol, you felt a stranger's presence near you. You weren't expecting anyone so you knew it was probably someone you knew or someone drunk trying to hit on you.
"Hey, pretty woman." A drunk man standing next to you with his wobbly legs.
You scoffed as you rolled your eyes.
"Wanna spend the night with me?" The drunk man grabbed your wrist.
"Excuse me?! Let me go! I don't know you!" You yelled at him.
Javier Peña's heart raced as he glanced across the dimly lit bar, spotting a scene that immediately caught his attention. A man, clearly intoxicated, was becoming increasingly aggressive towards someone sitting alone at a corner table. Javier's instincts kicked in, and he swiftly made his way through the crowd, his law enforcement training guiding his steps.
"Excuse me, amigo," Javier's voice was firm as he intervened, his presence commanding respect.
The drunk man's eyes widened as he recognized the DEA agent, stumbling back in a mixture of surprise and fear.
"I think it's time for you to call it a night." Javier crossed his arms.
As the tense situation defused, Javier turned to you. His eyes locked onto yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to slow down. You nodded to him to say your thanks, and Javier found himself captivated by your smile.
"Thank you so much for stepping in," you said with genuine appreciation.
"I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come over." You smiled.
"It's all part of the job. Just glad I could help." Javier shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant despite the racing of his heart.
"Well, how about I treat you to dinner? As a way of saying thanks?" You were the type of person who couldn't take anything for granted.
Javier's surprise was evident on his face as he considered your offer. He hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with doubts. You were attractive, kind, and seemed genuine – everything he wasn't used to. He was used to playing the field, not getting involved in anything serious.You must have noticed his uncertainty because you leaned in closer, your voice was soft but reassuring.
"Hello?" You waved your hand in front of his face.
"Sorry." Javier came back to his senses, he was too stunned to speak.
"What do you think?" You asked him again.
Javier's defenses began to crumble as he looked into your eyes, seeing sincerity and kindness that he hadn't experienced in a long time.
With a sigh, he gave you a small smile. "Alright, then. I'd like that."
As you exchanged numbers, Javier couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. You were way out of his league, and he was well aware of his reputation as a bit of a womanizer. It was too late at night so you and Javier decided to find another day to have dinner. And Javier insisted on taking you home.
As you continued to talk and laugh, those doubts started to fade away. Maybe, just maybe, this could be something different – a chance at a real connection. And so, Javier Peña, a man used to navigating the dangerous world of drug cartels, found himself facing a different kind of challenge – opening up his heart for real love.
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Joel Miller and Pedro Pascal Fanfiction (One Shots+Short Chapters)
ContoHi! This is a book of Pedro Pascal and his character as Joel Miller on The Last of Us series. Most of them are one shots but there will be some that consist more than one chapter. Hope you like it! You can also find me on tumblr! My username is finn...
