not afraid

pairing: Bob Floyd x gn!reader (no pronouns)

warnings: none

summary: kinda the opposite of the 1D song 'She's Not Afraid." reader is afraid of a horror movie. Just fluffy little fluff tbh.

word count: 1.2k

A/N: Sorry that I haven't posted in so long. I don't know how much more frequent it's going to be but for now I have some time off, so it might be a little more. Thanks to everyone who's been reading my work even without me making new content. Love y'all.

Bob remembered the day you asked him out as clear as day. You worked in his favorite second hand bookstore. He had developed quite the crush on you and had acquired stacks of unread books all over his apartment. Some of them he had picked up without giving them a second look and spent the rest of his visit making small talk with you. One pile was dedicated to the books you had recommended him. That stack didn’t have the dust that the others did sitting atop the books. It had been about a month of him visiting the bookstore a couple times a week. 

The day you asked him out he had lingered in the mystery section of the store. He knew it was your favorite. He was waiting, hoping you would come and suggest another book that he could read while thinking of you. You always did. Today you didn’t though, you stayed at the counter. He thought maybe you were upset with him or that he had waited too long to make a move. He finally picked a book, one by an author he thought you had picked for him before.

secret wife part two

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: none

summary: part two to secret wife, accessible through my navigation, pinned to my profile.

word count: 1.7k

You were in the kitchen of your North Island rental, zipping around as you prepared dinner for the dagger squad. You had lemon bars in the oven and chicken cooking on the stove. Bob had mentioned to you that he’d shared your lemon bars with Phoenix before and they were Daisy’s favorite as well. Daisy was Bob’s sister. She was just one year younger than him and she’d become a close friend of yours since meeting her. When you’d invited her to dinner you told her to dress nicely because you wanted to take a photo for your instagram with her. You didn’t tell her about Bob’s friends coming and you certainly didn’t tell her how you thought Hangman would be perfect for her after only a few stories about him from Bob. Bob was quietly laying plates and silverware out, stacking napkins beside them as you arranged your counter for the guests to serve themselves. 

secret wife

pairing: Bob Floyd x fem!reader

warnings: none, all fluff

summary: When you go to pick up Bob at the base the dagger squad finds out that Bob's been keeping a wife from them.

word count: 1k

A/N: Thanks for 3k followers!

Bob pulled his phone out of his locker as the guys all piled into the locker room behind him. There was a text from you awaiting Bob. 

I’m waiting in the lobby for you. Don’t take too long. xoxo

“Did you guys see the hot girl in the lobby?” Coyote asked as he walked into the locker room. Bob smirked to himself as he started to take off his flight suit. 

“Who do you think she is?” Fanboy pondered. 

“I was gonna find out after we got changed,” Rooster said. 

“Don’t bother. Bet she’s a recruit’s girlfriend,” Payback suggested. 

“Who do you think?” Asked Hangman. 

“I don’t know,” Payback responded. “But I know what a woman in love looks like.”

don’t be mad

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: none

summary: you damage Bob’s wings and get worried he’ll be mad at you.

word count: .6k

It was a pleasant Saturday afternoon. You were cleaning the kitchen and Bob was fixing the shelf in the bathroom that had been broken for almost a month. The Floyd household was getting things done. You were sure your mistake was going to go unnoticed for at least a day.

“Hey, honey?” Bob called.

“Yeah?” You called back, heading to the bedroom where you heard his voice coming from. You stepped through the doorway to see him looking through his dresser.

“Did you see my wings when you washed my uniform? I can’t find them,” he said. Your expression fell when you heard him. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I’m so sorry, Bobby,” you said.

“What happened?” He asked, his voice staying soft. You crossed to your bedside table and pulled out the bent wings, holding them out to him.

movie night

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: no use of pronouns or gendered language. non sexual undressing

summary: you fall asleep during your movie night at Bob’s.

word count: .4k

“Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you’re crazy for…”

Bob looked over at you as the end of his favorite movie played. Your legs had been over his lap since the lunch scene. He saw that your body was curled into the corner of his couch as you slept. He smiled. He found you completely adorable. He couldn’t help the way that his heart was beating while he reveled in the fact that you felt comfortable enough in his home to accidentally fall asleep on his couch. It felt so intimate to him. He knew it wasn’t the time, but he was itching to tell you he loved you as he watched the way your chest rose and fell steadily. He carefully lifted your legs from his lap and then kneeled down beside you.

“Come on, angel. Let’s go to bed,” Bob cooed to you as he gently shook your shoulder. You blinked your eyes open to see Bob’s blue ones looking at you fondly.

sick day

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: none, just fluff

summary: You force Bob to take a sick day even though he wants a promotion.

word count: .9k

“Robert Floyd, get back in bed right this instant!” You practically shouted as you walked back into your bedroom from calling Maverick to let him know that Bob was sick. Bob had somehow risen from where you had left him in bed and was trying to pull on his uniform. 

“I’m–” Bob started coughing violently. “I’m fine,” he said hoarsely once he’d caught his breath.

“I already called you in sick. Mav said that Phoenix is out too. You both caught something, baby. You’re staying home.” 

“You can’t make me,” Bob protested, but you were sliding the rough fabric of his uniform off his shoulders and pushing him back towards the bed. 

bob’s shirt

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: none

summary: When you wear Bob’s shirt to The Hard Deck, your secret relationship is found out. Reader’s callsign is Fox.

You and Bob had been secretly dating for four months. You weren’t sure why it was still a secret and neither was Bob, but neither of you was willing to admit to the other that you wanted to tell people. Phoenix knew, because she was tenacious in her interrogations.

“Why are you in such a good mood today?” Phoenix asked.

“I’m normally in a good mood,” Bob said.

“Yeah, but not this good. You keep smiling at nothing.” Bob glanced over at you across the lecture hall. Phoenix followed his eyeline. “Oh my god,” she gasped.

“What?” Bob muttered, his eyes still on you.

“You and Fox finally hooked up, didn’t you?” Phoenix whispered. Bob’s neck snapped to look over at her in shock.

bird strike

pairing: Bob Floyd x wife!reader

warnings: innuendos

summary: you visit Bob at the Top Gun medical center after his plane goes down.

word count: 1,400

You were standing at the welcome desk in the Top Gun medical center, waiting for the receptionist to clear you to see Bob. You had gotten a call saying that his plane had crashed in a bird strike and he was being taken into the medical center. You were tapping your fingers relentlessly on the counter. The receptionist was on the computer and he looked up at you.

“Ma’am, can you stop doing that?” He asked. You withdrew your hands, pulling them to your chest.

“Sorry. Just anxious,” you said. The receptionist gave you a sympathetic smile.

“Bob’s fine, no serious injuries,” he said. He wasn’t supposed to tell you, but he knew you were Bob’s wife and he could tell how worried you were.

a winter’s ball

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: language

word count: 2,000

summary: Bob gets a commendation at the naval anniversary ball. I did not just write this because i was listening to hamilton.

navigation

The entire Dagger Squad had been invited to the Naval Anniversary Ball. They were all being given commendations as well. You were excited because you’d never gone to an event that required evening gowns. You begged Bob to go shopping with you, but he refused. He told you he wanted to be surprised when he saw you in your dress.

“It’s not a wedding,” you told him.

“I know,” he said. “But I want to be surprised. You’re going to look so pretty.”

photographs

pairing: Robert Floyd (Bob) x reader

warnings: non-graphic injury mention,

word count: 1,400

summary: Your favorite photograph gets ripped and Bob assures you he'll replace it.

masterlist

You had never been a particularly graceful person and that had been proven once again. You were returning an old novel to your bookcase and the top shelf was just a bit too high. You had gotten on your toes and pushed with the tips of your finger, jumping slightly to push the book up onto the ledge. Unfortunately, you’d knocked the picture frame you had sitting beside the books down, the corner of it jabbing you in the forehead and leaving a small cut before clattering to the ground. Now you were sitting on the bathroom counter with Bob standing between your knees. He took your cheek in his hand and tipped your head up slightly, examining the cut in the light.