(A/N: Hi. I'm bored. So I wrote this. I love KC. Trying to update this smut I'm working on by later tonight. No promises. My brain feel like poop. And the reader is immortal.
Warning: Language,
Summary: The Squad has just finished a mission and have to walk a few miles to get back to the helicopter. The reader hates an type of exercise and there is no way they are walking...
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"How much farther? My legs and feet are killin' me!" (Y/N) whines for the hundredth time in ten minutes, Rick lets out a groan in frustration.
"Stop complaining, you big baby. We've only been walking half a mile. Only 5 miles to go. " (Y/N) gasps dramatically and Rick rolls his eyes, mumbling under his breath.
"Five miles!? That's so far! I'm not walking that far!" (Y/N) stops and drops down to the ground, laying in the middle of the road. The whole team stops walking and shakes their heads at (Y/N), glancing at a very angry Rick.
Rick stomps over to (Y/N) and stands over them, glaring down at them. "(Y/N), get up. You're wasting time."
"No." (Y/N) shakes their head stubbornly, crossing their arms. The whole team erupts in "oohs" and giggles, making Rick glare back at them.
"Shut up! (Y/N), I said get up and that's an order." (Y/N) raises an eyebrow.
"And I said no." Rick's scowls at (Y/N), his face and neck red with anger. Rick was glaring at (Y/N) so hard, (Y/N) was sure his head would explode. (Y/N) liked making Rick angry, it was fun watching him turn all red and you could see all the veins in his neck.
"(Y/N), get up."
"Make me."
"(Y/N)," Rick growls, his voice low, " get the fuck up now, or else I'll-"
"You'll what?" (Y/N) challenged, smirking up at Rick. " You'll kill me? Blow my head off? Do it. I'm immortal, bitch. My body will just regenerate, dumbass."
Rick's face twitches and fire burned in his eyes, but he doesn't respond, knowing (Y/N) was right. (Y/N) gives Rick a smug grin and closes their eyes, relaxing.
Rick sighs, stands back up, when he looks at Killer Croc standing with the rest of the team a few feet away. That gives Rick an idea. Rick smirks and walks away, looking back over his shoulder.
"Hey, KC, do you mind?" Rick grins, gesturing to (Y/N) with his head. KC smirks, nodding before walking over to (Y/N). (Y/N) opens their eyes to see Killer Croc standing over them with a huge grin. (Y/N) frowns.
"KC, what are you do- HEY!" (Y/N) exclaims as KC grabs them by the waist and lifts them over his shoulder, his hand hold (Y/N) just below their butt. (Y/N) starts to protest, kicking and punching KC, but it didn't affect him at all as he keeps walking.
"KC, put me down!" (Y/N) demands, hitting him in the back again. KC just laughs, (Y/N) feels the vibrations against their legs and stomach.
"Sorry, (Y/N), but if you don't want to walk I guess I'll have to carry you. "
"What?! No! Floyd! Tell KC to put me down!" (Y/N) whines, looking up Floyd walking right behind KC, trying to wiggle out of KC's firm grip. Floyd chuckles.
"Sorry, (Y/N), no can do." Floyd shrugs.
"Pussy." (Y/N) glares at Floyd, sticking their tongue out at him. KC chuckles, tightening his hold on (Y/N)'s legs.
"Don't worry (Y/N), I'mma take good care of you." KC smirks, giving (Y/N) a smack on the butt. (Y/N) lets out a yelp and starts to blush, making the rest of the team laugh.
"Don't worry, Hon, only five miles to go." Harley teased and (Y/N)'s eyes widen.
Oh dear
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