Hey all so I couldn't sleep so I decided to update this story lol. Sorry if it's not the best but I really in a weird way like Pierson because I mean deep down he was a good person so yeah but anyways here's the chapter
Pierson x Reader
Set in the mission Liberation
You hadn't felt this proud and excited in god only knows how long, you and you're team had just liberated Paris. Even though it was tough you pulled through and gave it your all and now you all would get a little leisure. Rousseau had invited all of you to a small tavern to celebrate Paris's liberation and you all couldn't wait. Once you all arrived to the location you met up with your friends Stiles, Aiello, Zussman,and Daniels. Turner had granted you guys the night to enjoy yourselves but needed to be ready for mission the following morning, so with that you all entered the Tavern.
Once you all came through the door you immediately got positive vibes. The room was filled with music, smells of French Cuisine, and many other things. You admired it all until you were pulled into a dance circle by Zussman, you and the rest of your friends danced to music and drank, you almost wanted to cry because you were having so much fun. Everyone in the room was enjoying themselves except for one, Pierson. He was sitting at the bar by himself drinking what seemed to be beer, you felt bad for him and continued to stare at him until Aiello caught on and said "(y/n) why ya keep eyeballing Pierson you trying to get lucky tonight or something" everyone laughed at his comment but you responded just by saying "well everyone is here celebrating with people they care about and he's just sitting by himself I'm gonna go talk to him, even though he is an asshole no one should feel that alone." They all just said whatever and got back to drinking and dancing. You were really nervous to walk over to him because he always seemed like he had huge walls up and that maybe he wouldn't appreciate your company but you had made it this far so there was no point in backing out now. Once you finally got over near his bar stool you sat down next to him and asked "Pierson why are you sitting here all alone? Everyone is having the time of their lives tonight, even Turner so come on what's wrong." He looked kind of annoyed at first then said " well (y/n) I've never been a party person and this is a little bit much in my opinion." You were annoyed by his attitude but you still wanted to try, "oh come on Pierson this night means a lot to the citizens of France so why not join them and celebrate." After a few moments of convincing he finally agreed to join the party so you offered him to dance. As you both reached the small dancing area, the band switched to a much slower classical song that was perfect for the situation. Pierson was a little nervous but he finally grabbed your waist and began to lead. For some odd reason this moment felt perfect, you didn't know why but in some way you felt like you liked Pierson in a whole new way and you hope he returned the feeling. As the song ended you were about to walk back to bar counter until your waist was softly pulled closer to Pierson's and you were pulled into a kiss. It was slow, awkward, but beautiful all at the same time. He ended the kiss after about thirty seconds and whispered in your ear " I don't know what just happened but I would like to do it again. So what do you say?" You laughed at his statement and pulled him into a kiss again and continued to dance and embrace him the rest of the night.
