Pedro Pascal+characters one shots part 2

Agent Jack Whiskey is always hitting on you and you finally get fed up and really let him have it.

Then he tells you something that you never expected.

Swearing and innuendo.

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"Hello, sugar!" You roll your eyes and pretend not to hear. Agent Jack Whiskey is always hitting on you and you're pretty sick of him.

"Come on, darlin,'" Jack drawls. "Don't ignore me." Jack leans against the wall next to you. You still pretend not to see him.

Jack gently grabs your arm, turning you to face him. You gaze into his dark eyes and temporarily forget that you can't stand this asshole.

"Why are you always pretending like I don't exist?" You pull your arm away from Jack's gentle grasp

"Because I don't like you, asshole," you snap, not looking at him.

"I see." Jack pivots quickly and turns on his heel, walking away from you. You look up, watching as Jack is making his way down the long corridor.

You don't miss the way his shoulders are slumped. Shit.

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"Jack seems depressed today," Avery, a coworker says, giving you a pointed look.

"Why are you assuming that I have anything to do with that?"

"Jack's in love with you." You snort at the ridiculousness of that absurd statement.

Ha! What a joke! Jack Whiskey is 'in love' with every damn female that he comes in contact with.

"Yeah," you say. "Me and every other woman he comes across!"

"I don't think you're giving him a fair shot."

"Who died and made you the love boss?" You give Avery a scorching look.

"Nobody," Avery replies. "I just think you should give Jack a chance."

You lift up the pile of files into your arms and start walking away.

"Not happening, honey."

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Footsteps approach you. You feel your body tense up, knowing damn well who it is.

The footsteps stop, but you don't bother to look up. You're nearly through with these files and then, you intend on heading straight for home, where you're going to order an extra large Supreme pizza and take a nice, long bubble bath.

"Y/N?"

"Don't bother me, Agent Whiskey." Jack walks over to you, gently pulling the file out of your hands and putting a gentle hand under your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

"I'm not your enemy, my sweet girl."

"Don't touch me!" You angrily push Jack's fingers away from your face and grab the file.

"I know," Jack says softly. "When it comes to relationships, I fall at about a minus zero. However, I'm not as terrible as you make me out to be."

"Jack, just get it through your thick head!" You shout, completely losing your temper.

"I'm not interested in you!"

"I don't believe that."

"Believe whatever the hell you want to, asshole! Because you and me? It's never happening!"

You finish, snatch up your crap and rush out of there so fast that your head practically spins.

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