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Caution Tape

Summary:

As supernatural Hunters for hire, you hang out with your partner Maekar on a stakeout.......

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You come back to the Jeep. Before you've even reached for the car handle his brows snap together in irritation.

 

 

"What have I done now?" You sigh as you get in.

 

 

"It's a new Jeep, you could at least put the coffee in the bloody holder!" Maekar points to your coffee stains, before wiping them.

 

 

"Sorry" You shrug. "And it was just a farmer, not the banshee we were hoping for" You turn your gun off and put it on the car mat. "I'll pay for petrol on the way back, which is a little tug on the purse-strings, seeing as I'M ENGAGED!" You wave your hands in front of his nose, showing off your engagement ring for what was probably the Fourth Millionth time.

 

 

"Ser Steffon deserves a medal, for putting up with you!" Maekar types on his phone.

 

 

"Your brother already made him a bloody lord, what more do you want?" You nudge him.

 

 

Maekar snorts and tilts his head in agreement. "So? Still no date?" He asks. You think you detect a paint drop of joy in his voice, but he has just been looking at his phone and he loves Instagram stand up comedy clips.

 

 

"You of all people know that engagements take a while. And his family have never liked me" You half shrug and pretend that you don't care, but Maekar knows that you do. "They want a blonde Amanda Seyfried looking chick and I'm the complete opposite. Steff has to get some of them onside. He wants his family there. It's only normal"

 

 

"Fuck them!" Maekar shakes his Dr Pepper. "If Steffon tries to please Mummy and Daddy, you'll never get hitched. Sometimes you just gotta cut the caution ribbon and commit to your promises!"

 

 

"Awww, look at you, Mr noble!" You tease him.

 

 

"Y/N, I am a Prince for a fucking reason" He takes a huge gulp of his drink.

 

 

You give your partners knee a friendly squeeze. Before you can even move back, your window starts to crack.

 

 

"Mae it's showtime!" You reach for your gun, glancing at Maekar, his cheeks are a clammy pink. Maybe he's more nervous about this  banshee than you thought........

 

 

Maekar points south. "Y/N get to the backseat NOW!" He orders as he unzips his rifle bag.

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