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Jake Seresin wasn’t the type to fall in love. Not when the chance of him not coming home is a possibility. He didn’t want to be his wife/girlfriend to go through that, so that’s why hookups were better. Easier than just having someone worry about him 28/7. He needed to stay focused, but he couldn’t. Not when he is in love with his best friend. Y/n Y/l/n. The most beautiful person he’s ever laid eyes on. You have been his friend since he graduated from the Naval Academy and he’s been his rock ever since. You knew him like the back of your hand. You knew what he was like underneath the cocky pilot. You knew pretty much everything about him. And he knew everything about you.
When he got called back to TOP GUN, you were excited for him but he knew deep down you were scared as well and hell, he didn’t blame you, because he was scared outta his mind too, but hid his emotions very well. His father always told him that feelings made you weak, but he had you telling him that, they didn’t. It made you human.
You’ve been living with him since you two came to San Diego, California and you made living with you so easy. Just the way you would make him coffee in the morning, pack a hearty, but healthy lunch for him. Dinner nights always at the house when he got home from a mission. He could be himself around you and that’s what he loves most about you. You were never afraid to put him in his place, when he was outta line sometimes, that just made you 100x hotter than the women he’s slept with.
Jake always admired you from afar when you weren’t looking at him. The way you interacted with people, laughing, the way your hair just fell in your face, making him want to go over to you and tuck it back behind your ear. The way you would push up your glasses when it slid down your nose.
Don’t even get him started on the sundresses you always wear when serving customers. The way they just hugged your curves, bare thighs on display, they held up your boobs nicely and he wanted to punch a man or two, every time they looked at you.
Jake would never admit it but he was jealous. Jealous of how the man would talk to you without shame or how Rooster would shamelessly flirt with you. He knew that Bradshaw was doing it to get a reaction out of him, to see what he would do if anyone messes with his girl.
You didn’t know it yet, but you were his. You are his. You’ve always been his.
“When’re you gonna tell her?” Javy said in a hushed voice so he could hear him. All the Naval Aviators were at the Hard Deck, enjoying their last day of freedom before training. Jake shrugged his shoulders at friend, taking a sip of his beer as he saw you smile at some guy.
There you stood behind the bar, looking stunning as ever. This turn around, you were in a casual rainbow ombré color dress with your burgundy hair resting against your back in soft loose curls and your thick round glasses with some white flats. You were glowing. Just doing your thing like always.
“I dunno man. She doesn’t see me that way.” He replied back. Not like I do.
Javy looked at his best friend as if he was fucking crazy.
“Dude, are you crazy? Y/n is crazy about you. Why do you think she always stays at the bar late to close up?” Jake shrugged again, taking another sip of his beer, but it was all gone. He hopped off the stool, looking at everyone, “anyone want another beer?” Fanboy and Nat raised their hands as Nat told him, “as long as you’re paying,” causing the blond to roll his eyes and went to the bar, patiently waiting his turn. When you turn around and smile sweetly at him, his breath hitches in his throat, before smiling at you.
“Hey there, sugar. Can I please get three more beers?” He said softly, but loud enough for you to hear him. You gave him a nod, “sure thing, Jakey. Anything else you want?”
Yeah. You He thought to himself. But he shakes his head with a warm grin, grabbing his drinks from your hands, making your fingertips touch gently sending electricity sparks up his spine.
“No, s’okay. Thank you, honey.” He replied with a wink, smiling proudly as he saw a blush cover the apples of your cheeks.
Gosh, you were so adorable. Why can’t he ask you out? Oh right, because he’s scared to love you.
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Y/n wanted to know how his lips felt against hers. It was all she could think about. She also wondered how Jake was in the bedroom. He had to be good and she just almost feel him touch her in ways that nobody ever has. Sure she’s been kissed, but she was still a virgin.
She has been in love with her best friend since she was 16, making him 17 and yeah it was wrong, because what was a 16 year old girl know about sex, but it didn’t matter because Jake was always- still so sweet to her. He changed sure, but she knew the real him, the real reason behind his cocky demeanor. She didn’t want to admit this, but she was scared. She knew that this career path was dangerous. Literally the definition of; life or death. And she didn’t want to think about that, but it was hard.
What if he didn’t make home?
What if his F18 crashes in the air?
Will he make it back home to her?
It was hard thinking that way, but she couldn’t help it.
She made pretty good friends with Phoenix, Rooster, Bob and Javy. They were like second her family and she was grateful for them. Rooster and Phoenix were the only ones who knew about her little crush on Jake. They have been trying to push her to make a move on him, but she would always tell them, “ he doesn’t like a woman like me. I’m heavyweight. He’s way outta my league.” And they would just scoff at her.
She always has brought herself down, because of her weight. It’s not that she wasn’t pretty, because she was. She always thought she was pretty, but it was just weight that made her think differently.
“Ma’am, you are the hottest woman in this whole universe and if you don’t see that, stand in the mirror and say that you’re gorgeous.” Phoenix told her, when she spoke to you on the phone before coming into work.
As you were tending to your customers, until you heard a soft southern drawl lazily. You turned your head to your Aviator, who had a warm smile on his face. Jake Seresin was the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. Those pale green eyes, clean shaven face, his sandy blonde hair that you imagine running your nails through all the time.
“Hey there, sugar. Can I please get three more beers?” You gave him a soft smile and a nod, “sure thing, Jakey.” You replied just as soft, turning around to grab his beers and as your fingers touched an electricity spark made you shiver, hoping that Jake wouldn’t notice. And thank god, he didn’t.
“Anything else?”
He seemed lost in his head, before shaking his head with a warm grin, “No, s’okay. Thank you, honey.” And winks at you, making you blush feverishly.
Oh, he’s good. You thought as you let a smile break out on your face while shaking your head and continued tending to your customers.
This was going to be a long night.
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Around closing time, Jake had stayed back, waiting for you to finish your shift. He couldn’t help but stare at you. You truly were so pretty. Soft spoken, sweet, gentle even with him, even though he felt he didn’t deserve it. He promised himself that he wouldn’t fall in love with you, but you nearly made that impossible. You were a sweetheart by nature and that’s what he adored about you. You make him wanna be a better man for you. You made him happy, made him smile and he felt good when he was always near you. He honestly thought about proposing to you and is willing to skip the whole dating thing. Why wait? But, nah. You deserved better than that. He wanted to spoil you rotten. Give you everything you deserve and if he couldn’t, then he'd be more than happy with that.
Maybe he could take you on a boat ride, when he was done with this mission. He told himself that he would make it home safe for you. You were his safety net. His home. He knew that when he gave you your first kiss (on a dare), but goddamn, was that the best dare of his life. Even though you were 16, it didn’t matter, because you gave him your consent before he did it and now that he was 30 and you were 24, he wanted to feel your lips on his again. Wanted some of that cherry chapstick that he would always see you put on whenever you were getting ready to go to work at the Hard Deck.
You always smell nice too. Like vanilla and lavender. Your smell was intoxicating and Jake loved it. It overwhelms him on his much he’s willing to put on the line for you.
Why wasn’t he like this towards other women? Now just thinking about it, it made him actually sick to the stomach.
Why would he sleep around when he has the perfect woman right there in front of him?
Is this what it was like to actually genuinely love someone?
“Hey Jakey, y’ready to head out?” You ask, voice like sticky honey. It was so sweet. Just like you.
He snapped out of his thoughts, nodding his head, “sure sugar, let’s go.” Jake followed behind you, while walking outside and saw you locking the door to the Deck and immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, his arms instantly wrapping your lower back, pulling you close to him.
“What was that for, sweetheart?” He whispered sweetly as you guys pulled away, looking into your gray soft eyes.
“J-Just missed you, Jay.” You whisper back while looking down. Jake cooed at you softly and used a curled finger to lift your head making you look into his eyes.
You were the only person to call him Jay, and he liked it, because it came from you.
“I missed you too, Sugar. M’favorite gorgeous bartender.”
You giggled with a blush covering your face, as he nudged his nose against yours gently with the softest smile ever on his face.
“C’mon Sugar, let’s go home.”
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It was 5:30 in the morning when Jake woke up. He laid down for a few minutes more, just looking at his ceiling, replaying last night with you.
When you guys got home, he let you take a shower first and then you came back a few minutes later. You were wearing his old Naval Academy shirt with boy shorts, boxers and some fuzzy socks. Jake literally thought you were the cutest woman ever. Almost innocent. Yes, he’s thought about you in that way, but didn’t bring it up because he doesn’t want to ever make you uncomfortable.
When he was done with his shower that night, he had put on just some gray sweats and a black tee and made some dinner for you guys, then sat on the sofa, just talking about anything and everything. This is what he wanted to come home too. To come home to you. He was going to ask you on that date and tell you that he love/in love with you when he makes it home.
He snapped out of his thoughts as he heard his door crack open and felt the other side of his bed sink a little. He didn’t need to look down because he already knew it was you. “Hey Sugar, why’re you awake?” He whispered softly, pulling you close to him, keeping his heart calm before he had to go on base.
“Don’t want you to go, Jay.. What if you don’t make it back to me?” Jake closed his eyes, trying not to cry. This is what he was afraid of. The most rare possibility of making it home. Jake exhaled shakily, lifting up your head to look at him.
“Listen to me closely, Sugar, I promise with all my heart that I’ll fucking make it back to you. Cross my heart, pretty girl.” He said firmly with tears rolling down his face. Jake was never the one to show emotion, but he was genuinely scared. Maverick had prepared them for this. He can do this.You just nodded softly, leaning up to press your lips to his in a passionate kiss. He kissed back just as passionate as you were. Jake’s hands were all over your body, whatever he could get his hands on. He was squeezing, sucking, everything. The lack of oxygen was nonexistent. But you needed to breathe, so you were the first one to pull away, breathing heavily with Jake, who matched your breathing pattern.
“We’ll talk about this when you make it home to me,” you whispered with a small wry smile, trying not to cry. He nodded eagerly, pressing his lips to yours once more to savor the moment for a little more before getting ready.
He was gonna make it back to you.
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You stood on the dock, bouncing up and down nervously as you saw the aircraft’s’ landing on the dock. This time you were wearing a waist button short sleeve dress a line mini dress with some short heels. Your hair was in a high pony and your glasses kept sliding off your face as your excitement was rising. Bradley and Mav were the first to get out and you ran to him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
“I’m so happy that you two are alive and safe.” You spoke with tears in your eyes along with a small grin on your face.
“Yeah, because I was the one who saved their asses.”
Jake
You pulled away from Bradley, immediately running over to Jake, wrapping your arms around his neck as he picked you off the ground to spin you around in his arms
“You made it back to me..” You whispered softly, pressing your head against his gently, making him smile like a lovesick puppy.
“Told ya, I’d make it back to you, sugar, now would you please and do me the honor of being my girlfriend?” You gasped softly with an excited nod, crashing your lips onto his, muttering against them, “I love you Jake Seresin.” Jake pulled away with the biggest grin on his face.
“I love you too, sugar. Always have & always will, sweetheart.”