Moana's P.O.V
A Month Later...
Ramirez grins evily and holds a gun to my father's head. "Good bye Mr. President" He says. Then he pulls the trigger.
BOOM!
"AHHHHH!!!".
"Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" I hear. I open my eyes and see Agent Demont. Well the silhouette of him due to the darkness of the night.
"Are you ok?" He asks. I nod and place my head in his chest and listen to his heartbeat. So strong and powerful thundering through my ears.
"I'm just scared something will happen." I say.
"Nothing will." Demont says. I pull my head out of his chest and sigh.
"Thank you." I say.
"You're welcome. Now get some rest." He says. I lay my head down and watch as Demont leaves. I slowly slip back into a deep slumber.
I wake up earley and grab a robe. I tie the sash around my waist and I walk to the kitchen. I sit down and the cook comes out.
"Good morning Ma'am!" She says.
"Good morning!" I say.
"Coffee?" She asks.
"Yes please!" I say. Then I hear footsteps.
"Ah! Agent Demont! Good morning!" She says.
"Good morning Greta. Cup of black coffee please?" He asks.
"Of course! Coming up!" She says. I look and nearly fall out of my chair.
Demont is almost dressed. His pants are on but his shirt is loose. Not only is he ripped but he's also covered in ink and I laid in that strong chest of his. I swallow hard as my cheeks start to burn.
"Good morning Agent." I say.
"Morning." Is all he says. I sigh and look at him.
"Do you mind?" I ask. He looks at me questionably.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"Um could you maybe I don't know finish putting on your shirt?" I ask. He looks at his chest.
"What? Too much for you?" He smirks. I stand up and walk over to him.
"No! But I think a little coverage is ok!" I say poking him.
He looks at me and smirks.
"I'm usually the early riser so I can walk around like this for a short ten minutes. But if it's bothering you so much, I guess I'll go get dressed." He says.
"Sit." I say as I walk to my seat.
"What was that?" He asks.
"Sit down. Before I change my mind." I say. He walks over and sits next to me. Greta comes out with our coffee.
"Thank you Ma'am." He says.
"Thank you." I say. I blow on my coffee and take a sip.
I look over the rim of my cup and see Demont reading the paper.
"So...what's with the ink?" I ask. He looks at me.
"Stare much?" He asks with a smirk.
"No. It was just a question." I say.
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One Shots: Maui x Moana
أدب الهواةOne shots! l Love theses two together! If you don't ship these two, please leave! If you do ship it, welcome! Just fluff, love, and random scenarios!
