Shade (A Twitch x Male Reader Short)

The Night

Twitch POV

It was Bastille Day and usually you would celebrate with your fellow GIGN members. Than your phone chimed with a text from Y/N. It read a simple address. Quickly getting changed you rush out of your room and catch a taxi. After giving the man the address you were off. 

The man pulled up to a very scenic cliff side. The sun was just setting over the outline of a well dressed man. He helped you out of the cab and payed the driver. Once he drove off the man lead you to a small set up. Y/N looked down embarrassed. "Sorry, Being a vigilante doesn't really pay well." He said rubbing the back of his neck. Than the smell hit you, crepes. You mouth started to water. "Its perfect." You said looking at the view. He looked surprised, than he lead you to a small blanket and pulled out a basket of warm crepes. You haply bite into one, his personal recipe. "God I missed your cooking." You said before taking another bite. He chuckled softly. "I'm just glad you are alive." He said looking away. "What do you mean?" You said putting down the pastry in your hand. "When the building went down I thought you were dead. There was nothing left for me a the GIGN so I wen't rouge. Helping people without jurisdiction. Than I found out you were alive. I've been watching your back ever since." He said softly. He was worried about losing her." You lean in a kiss his cheek. "You got nothing to worry about." He smiled at this. 

Together you sat there watching the sun set on the horizon. When it started to get cold he put his jacket over your shoulders. Standing up he lowered his hand. Grabbing it he helped you up. Slowly you start to dance. The moon shined on you from the cloudless sky. Millions of stars shimmered over head. Raising his hand in the air you gave a small spin and continued the slow dance. He stopped and walked over to a nearby flower patch and returned with a simple white flower. Tucking it behind your ear he kissed you ob the lips. At first the action surprised you, than you kissed him back. "Alors on danse?"(Than we dance?) He said resuming the dance you had been doing previously. You started to get tired. "Shall we call it a night than?" Y/N said bring you to a taxi. Laying your head ageist his shoulder you start to doze off. 

You awoke the next morning in your dress. You were laying in your bed. A note was on your night stand. Opening it you read it in your head. Until next time mon amour. Next to the note was a small white flower. Smiling to yourself you lay back down reminiscing about the night you had last night. His warm breath on your neck as you danced. The kindness he showed when he gave her his coat. The smoothness of his voice. How he wants nothing more than to protect you. The perfect man.