Scoups comfort imagines

C2 - The look

Warning: very steamy, some nudity, gun war ( assassination but not a plot line ), hotel plot ( because yk we gotta be cheesy like that ), Scoups is smirky, snarky and a pretend to be fboy but is really a passionate, deep smexican.

I opened the door and stood up from my seat, using the door frame to support me.

" Aaaand... Bang Bang ", I smirked in what some people would call ✨️ Boss Girl ✨️ as i pulled the trigger.

" 야. Be careful! If you die that's atleast a sack of potatoes i have to carry out ", Scoups yelled over the gun fire and commotion. I rolled my eyes." 3 o' clock sniper. The target was neutralized. Job done. Let's go ". He jumped into the car heading straight off. The car shook as the explosion went off behind us eliminating the sniper. " I told you 3 o' clock, haaaa. That's my pick for the hotel tonight ", I showed off my intuition skills winning me the bet. " The car was in reverse. It doesn't even count ", he whined. " Hotel Blues it is ", I said victoriously as i plugged in the GPS coordinates.

Partnering assassins. Hired to take down the bad guy. Day after day. City after city. You would think one would gets tired of it but the adrenaline drives. Far and wide. Hence the city San Falls.

We pulled up into the Hotel parking. " Huh. So your only horrible taste is men because this is niceee ", Scoups happily mentions. " Gee what a compliment. Thanks. ", i sarcastically commented.

" 2 rooms please ", Scoups asked the lady at the front. " Here's 1 room keys because a couple like you two shouldn't be fighting ", she peeks with a little smile.

" CoUpLe?? No ways ".
" With him? Never ".
" Me and her? "
" Not even in another multiverse ".

" Well take it anyway, it's all we've got for this week ", she shoves the keys in my hands a little tired and drops the happy demeanor.

" Well... okay i guess ", I trail off and Scoups follows quietly along with 2 bags. It's not like we haven't shared a room before. We have, Twice! No, once... Scoups and i feel different lately. I don't think i know what to do with that information. I wonder if Scoups senses it.

" We're adults. We're not wild teenagers right. We can handle this. I'll just take the couch anyway. ", Scoups thought to himself.

..........

We walked into the room, settling down as we opened our small suitcases. " I'm going to go bath ", i stated trying to make the situation less awkward. I can't be acting like this. It's just a normal thing. I pushed past everything and the slight anxiety left. I treated it as my own room. I grabbed my towel and pushed the bathroom door closing it behind me.

I stared at the mirror in frustration. " This isn't helping either! ", i whispered as i held my lower stomach. Maybe i could relieve the frustration here. I removed my shirt.

Scoups POV

I acknowledged her using the bathroom first with a nod. She left with her towel and shoved the door behind her. Was she mad? At what? Me? The room? I couldn't tell. But i knew because the door wasn't fully closed with the force she used. I shuffled for a while hoping she would notice but she never did. I put the TV on to distract myself as i lay on the side of the bed that was suitcase free. How convenient that it was this side. In direct view of her. I peak and see her ponder for a while. This is wrong. I should tell her. But it'll be more awkward. I try to focus on the TV

She lifts her shirt up. Her green bra coming into view. " Gosh, she's so pretty ", i kept blushing to myself. My cheeks began to tint slight red. I could feel it. Her hair falls almost angelicly down onto her back covering the bra. I was curious about the hip tattoo but l couldn't see it fully. Suddenly she struggles. I hear her saying " Ow, ow, ow " rhythmically.

Her hair is caught in her bra clip. She can't undo it by herself. Should i help?...

" Scoups ", she calls my name.

A/n: TELL ME you didn't feel that in your stomach. Even i giggled kicking my feet writing this 🤭