The upbeat tunes of jazz and laughter filled her ears as she entered the party thrown by the 100th bomb squad. Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor, hips swaying while she walked. Any excuse she could get to dress up she will gladly take for the reason she decided on one of her off-shoulder dresses that accents her figure in all the right places. (Picture above. Feel free to change it or choose the colour) Confidence exceeding the height of the men surrounding her when she noticed the looks being thrown her way. There were very few women at these parties, and the ones who decided to attend, already have a man at their command. She adjusts her gloves and clutches her purse, making her way to the bar ordering herself a drink before she thinks about accepting a dance. Her eyes scan the room analyzing the familiar faces and not-so familiar ones until they land on the very two men of whom she has become close friends with. Major Gale 'Buck' Cleven and Major John 'Bucky' Egan. Unfortunately, Buck has a girl, Marge who is one of sweetest girls she's met. Bucky on the other hand, could be considered a ladies man considering all the unfamiliar bedrooms he's woken up in. Did that stop her from admiring him? No, not at all. He was undeniably one of the most handsome men in the room. She threw back her drink and made her way over to the pair. John notices her first, raising his eyebrows and whistling. "Evening Majors", she smiles and takes a stand beside them, leaning on the table.
Buck smiles and nods in a greeting, "Evening Y/N".
"My Y/N, I don't get to see you all dolled up very often and I must say it is a pleasure", Bucky says with his charming smirk plastered over his face.
"Glad to know you're not the only one who thinks that way. I mean, I have captured the attention of many pilots", she winks.
Bucky chuckles, dimples showing and takes a sip of his drink, "Can you blame 'em?"
God, his smile was incredibly capturing. The way his smile lines formed and lit up his face was a beautiful sight to see.
"He's trying to say you look nice", Buck explains for his friend who seems to have a bit of help from liquid courage, blurting out things that come to mind.
"Awe you think so Buck?" she smiles sweetly over at him as he nods. "Oh, I almost forgot! She reaches into her clutch purse and pulls out a photo of Marge which she sprayed a generous amount of her perfume on and handed it over to him. "Marge wanted me to give this to you whenever I saw you next."
He takes it gratefully and holds the picture up to his face, taking in a deep inhale, savoring her flowery smell.
"Marge..." He breathes out into the printed photo.
"Marge..." Bucky mocks him with a smug smirk.
"Oh, shut it Bucky, you're just mad you don't have a girl who sends you pictures", she says while slapping his shoulder lightly in a playful manner.
Bucky averts his gaze back to the woman, his charming demeanor radiating off him, "I would, but you refuse to give me any darling."
Y/N rolls her eyes and shakes her head moving her attention away from the man who basks in his own ego.
"Thank you, Y/N", Buck thanks her.
"Anytime."
Our discussion was cut short as a certain song started playing through the rooms of the base making Bucky snap his fingers.
"I should sing", he says looking over at Buck who just shakes his head no. "C'monnn, should I?" He asks one of his colleges who didn't hesitate to say no. Y/N gives him a thumbs up before Bucky turns to her, "What do you say Y/N?"
"Don't do it John", she say half laughing.
He gets angsty before pushing himself off the table and walking away facing us "I'm gonna sing", he states before speed walking to the microphone.
A well-known fact about John Egan, is that he can't sing. He loves to do it but isn't very talented when it comes to vocalizing the lyrics. You could say he only gets away with it from his looks and his rank. He takes ahold of the microphone, putting his mouth up close to get the best sound and pours his heart out. Y/N places one of her gloved hands in front of her mouth to block the amused laugh that was escaping her lips. The sound of men sighing and groaning in annoyance once hearing him was quite the scene as Bucky's only focus was his own voice bouncing of the walls.
Y/N leans over in the direction of buck "Does your boyfriend ever listen?", she asks referring to man he considers a brother.
He shakes his head with an unremovable smile. "Unfortunately, not."
Authors Note: Sorry for disappearing for a while on my criminal minds fanfic, but with certain shows, it's harder to play around with the scripts. Masters of the air seemed like a cool show to play around with as the characters in it seem like fun people to be around. So, I hope you liked the first chapter and give me any suggestions you feel I need as you read along.
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After The World Has Fallen ~ John Egan x Reader
AcciónY/N was seen many times around the 100th bombers base. She was wherever the team needed her: in the clinic, making breakfast, helping with papers and on some occasions, a flight nurse. She was fun and playful, always joking around with those she kne...
