James 'Rhodey' 'War Machine' Rhodes x Friend!Crush!Male!Reader

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You stepped out off the car and pulled on your cufflinks before tugging on your shirt making it sit right. You smiled at Rhodey, who was just adjusting his own suit. He grinned at you and offered his elbow grinning at you. "Ready to blow this popsicle stand?" You smiled wickedly at him, "Whenever you are James Bond." He scoffed. You both entered the opulent ballroom, he looked around checking out the security while you gazed around looking at the cameras that were 'hidden'.

Rhodey asked you to dance, you nodded, cheeks heating up. While you were dancing you noticed the man you were after heading into another room with one of the hosts. "Rhodey."

"Who are we looking at?" He questioned, "The guy whose face looks as though life chewed it spat it out. And the woman who is so totally out of his league. Well, she's also out of Tony's league, well the Avenger's league, really. I mean she's not out of Nat's or Pepper's league." Rhodey snorted, there was sniggering in the comms. You nodded you head towards the door they had taken. "Got it." Rhodey grabbed your hand unexpectedly, pulling you along.

You both snuck along the hallway, you heard talking, you looked over at Rhodey who shared the same brow scrunching look. You caught the last snippet. "History will repeat itself and we shall be the victors again." You looked over at the man at your side. "If history repeats, I am so getting a dinosaur." Your face had lilting joyful tone. Rhodey looked over at you, annoyed, confused, slightly scared. "What?" He placed serious emphasis on the t.

Suddenly as if you were trapped in a cheesy horror flick, there was the clichéd Filch like voice. "What do we have here? How did you intruders get here?" Your sarcastic wit, courtesy of watching M*A*S*H as a kid and spending way too much time with Tony, jumped out. "In-tru-da door?" You added a questioning tilt to it. Rhodey gave a long-suffering sigh. The pair of you were captured, and tied to chairs, your weapons taken.

A knife was placed at your chin tilting it up, giving you eye contact with the woman you had been sent to arrest. The smooth metal contrasted with the slight stubble you had. It was cold against the small amount of skin it had contact with. The woman's eyes narrowed, "You seem somewhat familiar." You smiled, "Never meet you before, trust me, I'd remember someone with such awful manners." You scrunched your nose and made a childish face when saying awful. She inhaled deeply before turning and reaching for something. You turned to Rhodey. "I might have kicked her ass as an Avenger before." Rhodey drew in an annoyed breath. "Seriously?!" You pouted and shrugged. "Yeahhh." You tugged on the vowels of the words making it longer as well as attempting to make it sound innocent. She whipped around suddenly pointing a gun at Rhodey, you threw the pair of you, still tied to your chairs, to the side. This made you fall heavily to the ground, you both groaned in pain as the throbbing began as a semi-dull ache. The bullet hit the beautifully decorated wall, piercing the what you hoped was a replica, Mona Lisa's head.

At this point, your backup arrived. Wanda entered hands glowing, Sam with some smartass comment, and Wong who was eating what looked like a ham and rye. "You two okay?" He asked, you both nodded, confused as too his presence. But he soon left through his own portal. You raised your eyebrows at Sam who pulled you to your feet. "Don't ask me."

You turned to face Rhodey, "You okay there, partner." You made a muffled sound of shock and stumbled back a few paces as Rhodey kissed you with some force. You kissed him back with the same craving, you both had evidently been waiting years for this kiss. Sam made an annoyed sound in the background when you both broke apart. "I didn't need to see that, but, can I just say?" He paused, obviously for effect. "Finally!" 

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