"Big day" Mac grumbled, slapping my cheek lightly to wake me up.
"I'm up dad" I groaned, swatting at his hand.
"Let's go!" He whined, dragging out the 'o' like an impatient preschooler.
I hopped up slipping my feet into my slippers, today was the day we go after the first of the men.
Gary O'Bannon.
"Here" Mac said, tossing me a folded blue piece of fabric.
I unfolded it and held it up.
It was a blue Jumpsuit, the sleeves were 3/4 and it looked like it was going to be relatively tight.
"What is this?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.
He grinned, "Your uniform"
Really, Mac?
"You really think blue is my color?" I threw it on the bed, no way was I wearing that.
"Its hot." He stated, "outside, ya know the weather."
"Right" I smirked "I'm not wearing that"
"C'mon, we can match" he complained.
"Id rather not" I smirked patting his cheek gently with my hand.
He held up his own blue jumpsuit, though much larger it looked the same as mine.
"See?" He asked.
"Yeah I guess" I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, "Well get out so I can change" I reminded him.
"Why?" He whined in protest.
"Get!" I demanded, pointing to the doorway.
He slumped his shoulders and walked away leaving me to change.
Two can play Mac!
I smirked as I plucked the scissors off the nightstand, cutting the jumpsuit into shorts and popping off the top three buttons.
I slipped into my bright red pushup bra and pulled the jumpsuit over me.
He's gonna love this.
"Mac!" I called through the door.
"What? Need help?" He asked from the other side.
"Do you have a red bandanna?" I asked, I could literally hear him smirk.
"Yeah, only got a hundred of em" he replied, "top left drawer"
I went to said drawer and pulled it open, grabbing the first one I saw without stains on it and folded it up, tying it around my head like a headband.
Just call me sexy rosy the riveter.
I pulled the door open to see macs tall frame, standing directly in front of it still.
"Nope." He said and shut the door back.
"What?" I smirked pulling the door back open.
"You ain't wearing that!" He said cooly.
"Yeah, I am" I defended, waving my hands over my body, "I think I look badass!"
"You do, but you need more practical shoes" he gestured to my slippers.
"I need my boots" I agreed, "let's swing by and get them?"
"Yeah, lemme get dressed" he walked past me into his room and started stripping, not bothering to kick me out or close the door.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
For You I Will | MAC
Fanfic"So I'm supposed to what? Pretend you never said what you said? Did what you did? I'm supposed to just believe that you'll change?" I snorted. "Yeah" he sighed, shaking his head. "Why? Mac, why on earth would I do that?" I stood up balling up my fis...
