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The Hard Deck is crowded when Pete "Maverick" Mitchell walks in on a Friday night. He can hear his group of young aviators in the back of the bar immediately. A smile grows on his face knowing how close they all are now.
The uranium mission ended a few days before, and the squad wanted to celebrate a job well done.
As he makes his way to the bar, he hears the familiar laugh of his beautiful girlfriend. Another smile can be found on his face at the thought of her.
He searches through the crowd to find his girl. His smile quickly falls to a frown as he sees (Y/N) laughing with Hangman as he. tries to distract her dart throwing.
Pete's jaw clenches at the obvious flirting. Jake knows that she is Maverick's.
"What can I getcha, Pete?" Penny's voice brings him out of his thoughts.
"Just a beer."
Penny gives a quick nod before grabbing a cold bottle from the fridge. She pops the top off the bottle and slides it to him.
"You okay?" She asks, watching his gaze turn into a glare directed at Hangman.
Pete nods, bringing the bottle of beer to his lips. He slides Penny some money to pay for his drink, plus some extra as a tip, and makes his way past the bar to his girl.
"Hey, baby," (Y/N) smiles to him, reaching to give him a peck on the cheek.
Maverick gives a quick smile in response, his glare at Jake never wavering.
"You good, pops?" Hangman asks.
Pete doesn't respond.
(Y/N) tries to ignore whatever is happening with her boyfriend, but after a few minutes of silence and Pete's glare, she decides enough is enough.
She eventually grabs Pete's wrist, dragging him outside of the bar.
"Spill."
"What do you mean? I'm fine," Pete says.
"Something is going on... tell me what's bothering you, my love. I don't like when you're upset."
Pete lets his eyes wander from his girlfriend into the bar, making slight contact with Jake.
(Y/N) lets out a chuckle. "You're jealous! The Pete Mitchell is jealous of Jake Seresin!"
"Me? Jealous? Cute, sweetheart."
(Y/N) just grins up at her boyfriend.
"It's cute, Mav." She lets out another chuckle.
"I don't see what's so funny."
"Jake and I are friends, that's it. I'm yours, Pete, only yours."
Pete's expression softens at her words. He sighs before speaking. "Sometimes I feel like you're going to leave me for someone like him. Younger, stronger... You deserve someone better than an old man like me."
"There's no one better than you, Mav. And I love you, so much more than I can express to you. So, you're stuck with me whether you like it or not."
It's Pete's turn to grin at her. He snakes his arms around her waist. "You sure know how to make a guy feel special, sweetheart."
(Y/N) reaches up to connect her lips with his.
"I love you," she whispers again.
"I love you too, sweetheart."