Pedro Pascal one shots +characters part three

Zach Wellison-Always On My Mind

You haven't seen Zach in a while and you end up running into him and discover that he's been in love with you for years now.

You discover you feel the same way about Zach.

Some swearing and talk of war.

...............

You can't believe it. You head across the grass to the park bench where you're certain is your old friend, Zach Wellison. You'd heard he'd joined the Marines and that was the last you'd heard about him.

"Zach?" He turns, eyes widening as you approach him. He looks stunned to see you. You feel the same about seeing him after so long.

"Y/N? Is that you?" You nod and laugh, reaching out to pull him into a tight embrace. Zach hugs you back.

When you pull away, you notice how shabby and unkept Zach looks. Your stomach drops. Oh, no. Is Zach homeless?

"So, how's life been treating you?" You dare to ask him.

"Crappy." Zach looks away and immediately you just want to protect him. You dare to touch his shoulder and he jerks at your touch. You remove your hand, feeling like you want to cry.

"Come stay with me," you blurt out. Zach stares at you, as though you've just grown another head. He looks away again.

"Or not. Sorry." You stand and decide to just go. Clearly, Zach isn't interested in your help. Or...you.

"Wait. Don't go. Please." You turn back to him. Zach looks so broken that you just want to hold him in your arms.

Zach stands up as well and leans down to grab up a duffel bag and a dirty jacket. He comes to you. You smile and take his hand.

"Come on. I bet a nice, hot shower sounds pretty appealing right about now." Zach chuckles.

"You have no idea."

............

You wash the few pieces of clothing that Zach owns while he wears an old bathrobe you had. You'd even managed to dig up a razor, leftover from one of your old boyfriends and a toothbrush.

Zach is grateful for all of this. You're just happy that you can help him. You want to help him. You take his hand again and give it a gentle squeeze.

"Oh, Zach. I'm sorry you had to deal with so much crap." Zach sighs.

"Yeah,it wasn't fun, that's for damn sure."

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. But just know I'm here if you need anything."

Zach smiles and give you a gentle kiss. You gape at him. Then...you're kissing him.

"I'll be sure to let you know if I need something, Y/N. But for now, I think I'm good."

"Can we sit together on the couch and watch some TV?" Zach nods.

"Yeah, I think I could go for doing that."

............

You both end up falling asleep, nestled against each other on the couch. You can't believe how well you sleep when you're cradled in Zach's strong arms.

He seems to sleep pretty well himself. You gently stroke Zach's dark hair and he grins. You've always loved his smile.

"You know, I'm not really the type of guy who believes in fate or any of that junk, but I don't think it was a coincidence that we ran into each other."

You gently kiss Zach. Oh my. You think you might get addicted to kissing him. Zach holds you close as you snuggle against his chest.

"I don't think it was a coincidence, either. Oh, Zach! I wish I'd known! I feel so guilty."

"Don't. Please. You didn't know." Zach kisses your cheek and suddenly, he's...crying a little. You just hold him.

"I..I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for. I'm here for you."

"It was awful over there. Killing and violence and innocent people paying for it." You squeeze him.

"I can't even begin to imagine how bad that was for you."

"It was bad," Zach agreed. He wipes his eyes and you kiss him again.

"I'd never tell you how to feel," you say softly. "But I hope you can just focus on...us for a while."

"That sounds like a good idea to me."

..........

Zach gets himself a job and has pretty much moved in with you. You're pleased about that.

He starts attending a support group for guys who experienced some bad crap while serving in the military. He also started talking with a therapist and started on some medication to help.

You're really proud of Zach for hanging in there and finally catching a break in life. He sure deserves it.

.........

"I'm so proud of you," you tell Zach one evening as you're all nestled up together. Zach kisses you and you smile and kiss him back.

"I'm proud of me, too. And I owe you a huge thank you. For everything." You huh him tightly.

"You're welcome. I often still thought about you. Wondering what happened to you. But I'm happy we found each other."

Zach hugs you closer and kisses your forehead.

"I am, too. I've been in love with you for years." You smile.

"Same. And now, we have each other."

"Yeah," Zach agrees. "We do."