A collection of one shots that I wrote and posted on my tumblr account (lefteagleblizzard) after watching some of this movies. All of these are gender neutral reader, unless stated otherwise
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Summary: The oppressive heat of the day was becoming too much. Even the smallest actions seemed impossible to tackle. You decide at the last minute to spend the rest of the day at the beach together, but you can't help but notice how Mike can't enjoy this day off with all the thoughts troubling him. You set yourself a goal to make sure Mike can relax and enjoy this day as much as possible. Notes:
Warnings: No pronouns used towards the reader. Adults embracing their inner child for a change. You giving Mike a message because he deserves it. Lots of teasings and sexual tension between you and Mike. Lots of fluff. Smut. Fluffy and joyful aftermath.
Words count: 7000
The oppressive heat of the morning hung in the air, heavy and unyielding, as you sat at the kitchen table, fanning yourself lazily with the paper fan Abby had made.
The paper fan did little to fend off the sweltering temperature, but the bright smile on Abby's face when she'd given it to you was worth every half-hearted breeze it managed to produce. Abby was sprawled on the floor, her crayons scattered around her as she focused intently on her latest drawing, her brow furrowed in concentration.
Mike was in his usual spot, the old armchair that had seen better days, shirtless and looking more like a relic himself.
His eyes were closed, but you knew he wasn't really asleep. He never truly relaxed, not even in the dead of night.
The faint hum of a fan did little to alleviate the stifling heat that wrapped around the room like a thick, suffocating blanket.
You watched as beads of sweat formed on Mike's forchead, glistening in the dim light that filtered through the exhaustion and the relentless burden of responsibility.
His hair, damp with sweat, clung to his forehead, and his arm hung limply over the side of the armchair, fingers twitching slightly in his half-conscious state.
"Mike, you called softly, not wanting to startle him. His eyelids fluttered open, revealing the dark circles beneath his eyes.
He turned his head slightly, acknowledging your presence.
You rose from your seat, feeling the oppressive heat lift slightly as you moved, and walked over to him.
You perched yourself on the armrest of his chair, a soft smile playing on your lips. He looked up at you, his eyes reflecting a mix of weariness and curiosity "It's too hot to stay in today," you suggested gently, careful to keep your voice low so Abby wouldn't overhear.
"What if we go to the beach? Just for the day. It'll be cooler there, and Abby would love it." Mike's eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face.
He glanced over at Abby, who was oblivious to your conversation, lost in her own world of colors and imagination. Her small hands moved quickly, creating vibrant shapes and scenes on the paper.
