Call of Duty Modern Warfare II: Oneshots

Philip Graves: Save a horse?

A/n: if you don't know about the 'cowboy hat rule' then, I guess you've been living under a rock. I'll tell ya anyways. So if you catch yourself a cowboy and if he is wearing a hat and you take it off, and wear it on your head. You gotta ride said cowboy. 

This is gonna be a slight smut, but nothing to hardcore, just a little dirty talk.
Y/l/n- Your last name 
Its a x reader, it's gender neutral, but I can make a second part for female and male :)

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I was walking to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee for me and whoever wants some. As I was waiting for the coffee to be done, I got some creamer out and sugar out. 

Hearing a small beep from the coffee machine. I got me a cup, and started to pour some coffee in the cup. I started to put some creamer in it and then I heard behind me.

"Would you like some coffee with your creamer?" I sighed, it's too damn early for this shit. "Nah, I'm good, I like my coffee drinkable and not dark...like you, Graves." 

I turn around with cup in hand, Graves stood there. He looks like he's been up from hours. He laughed "I'm just fuckin' with ya." and walked over to the coffee machine and hit my shoulder with his hand. 

I started to mix the creamer and coffee with a spoon, then taking it my mouth it 'clean' it and the putting in my the sink. 

"Really? I couldn't tell, it's not like you say this every morning." Then taking a sip of the pipping hot coffee. Then saying a little 'ow' under my breath. "Hey, I think that might be hot." I looked at him and he had a smirk on his stupid face.

"Really? I told it was really cold, that's why I said ow." As you can tell, I'm not much of a morning person. Adding to Graves, saying this every morning. It gets annoying real fast, but I can't do much about it. 

I hear him laughing and I walked to a table in the kitchen, sitting down. I zoned out while sipping on my coffee, trying to process being alive. I feel a hand on my shoulder again. "Y/l/n? You good?" I raised my eyebrows and nodded slowly.

"Yep, just spacing out." then closing my eyes again. I just want to be left alone for like 10 minutes to my thoughts, but no Graves wants to bug me. Asswipe. 

"Not an early bird? Then why join the military?" I opened my eyes and watched him sitting down in front of me. I shrugged "To help my country? What so you want me to say? I jOiNeD bEcAuSe I wAnTeD tO bE dIfFeReNt. No, I wanted to help people who need it." 

I snipped at him, I'm not in the mood to be asked so many questions. I see him nod. Okay good, maybe he won't talk- "You got anyone waiting for you at home?" I cocked an eyebrow, I shrugged "I did, but my partner cheated on me before I left home, saying that they thought I left already. So I broke up with them." 

"Damn, that sucks. I don't think I had a real relationship since high school, just hookups." I nodded "The messed up thing was that, after I came home I was gonna ask them to marry me. But I guess not." I scoffed, remembering the memory. 

"Well have you gotten action since you broke up with your partner?" I shrugged "A little but, you know. Can't do much when you are on the job." He nodded

 "Not me, the ladies love the uniform. Makes them go crazyyy." I laughed, setting my cup down. "Yeah I bet they do. I bet it doesn't help with your southern accent either." 

Nodding "Yeah, that makes them go crazy too. I left a couple of broken hearts in my lifetime, but oh well, comes with the job.

"Has any girl want you to do the most southern voice you can do while doing it?" 

"More than you know! It's like I can only go so southern until I start to sound like my dad." I laughed, getting up to put the cup in the sink and walking back over. 

"I bet you get ladies wanted to be called darling and sweets or some shit." I sit back down. "You have no idea, I can't even call them by their names because they would stop half way be like 'Call me your darling~' Like you aren't mine." 

"At least you don't get called Daddy. My partner had a kink like that,  Would call me Daddy/Mommy. Don't get me wrong it was hot at first but, they kept calling me that and I just felt weird about it." I shiver about the name. 

"I don't think anyone has called me Daddy before. Why would they? I'm not their father." I laugh "Some people have daddy and or mommy issues. It helps them I guess." 

((NOT KINK SHAMING OR ANYTHING, I HAVE PARENT ISSUES SO YEAH! I don't call anyone daddy tho, maybe mommy, but that's besides the point!))

He nods "I had a couple of girls call me their step brother, that shit was weird." I chocked on my spit "PFFFTT HAHA AIN'T NO WAY!!" I laugh so hard, that I can feel my face turn red. 

I hear him sighing "Sadly, but they looked so normal and then they would call me that. Weirdos." I finally calm down a bit from laughing.

"I bet you have a cowboy hat for that one hat rule." I said jokingly, I see him nod "Yeah I do, I find it hot. But I don't do it always. Like I get hot, and then the girl would do something weird and then I take the hat off of them." 

I stopped, I was just joking with the hat rule..I stopped to think about it. Then my mind started to image things. Like me on top of him with the hat on. Shocked with my own thoughts, I can feel my face turn red. shit shit shit shit. I hope he didn't see my face.  

I clear my throat, "Welp, I suppose I'd get going and start training and shit." I quickly get up and started to walk away. "You know, I could show you the hat sometimes. You could wear it." I stopped and I turn around and I see him smirk. 

This cocky bastard

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A/N: I hope you liked this. I can make a part 2 of this story, but more spicy. For males and females. Sorry if this is a little short, I woke up and thought I'd write. This took me about an hour or two? I hope it's not shit.

Anywhossss Have a good day :D