Agents of S.H.I.E..L.D Imagines {CLOSED}

Try Me (A Carl Creel Imagine)

As we wait for Coulson and Talbot to give us the signal to come in, me and Creel wait in the van. He stares at the building and try to read a book, but I ended up rereading the same line fifteen times. "So you can turn your skin into anything you touch," I start. "Yep," he resumes to stare at the building.

"So if I were to touch you, you would turn to ice?" "I'm not sure," "Do you want to try?" "No," "Oh come on, we're waiting until they give us the signal. What else are you going to do besides stare at the building?"

He gives me a glare but I smile at him instead. I hold his hand and his entire body turns into an icy, snowflake type pattern. "That's so cool," "It gets really annoying at times," "Like what," "Like whenever I accidentally hit something, like a pole, my whole body turns into it. And then everyone screams and runs around in circles like a bunch of idiots."

I laugh and say, "But I'm assuming there's more good than the bad. At least you're untouchable." "And so are you," "On the contrary, I didn't put my shield up in time and I got shot multiple times." "Then how are you alive right now?" "That's classified," I say with a smile. "Oh course it is," he chuckles.

"Eagles, you're up." Tablot says through comms. "That's our cue to go," I say, pulling away from his hand and reaching for the door. "Hey, Y/N," "Yeah?" "Dinner tonight at nine?" "Absolutely,"