Secret Promises- j.c.m. x reader
IT’S HERE. This is part two of Secret Promises, which is my Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado x reader and the first piece (and hopefully not the last) of writing I have posted here.
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Chapter 1
Title: Secret Promises
Pairing: Javy “Coyote” Machado x Seresin Fem! Reader
Trope/Scenario: secret relationship, hiding things from siblings. brothers best friend.
Synopsis: Y/n “Peregrine” Seresin made a promise to her brother that she would never date any of his friends. But when she falls in love with Javy “Coyote” Machado, she decides to break that promise and enter a secret relationship with her brother’s best friend. Things were going well, until they all got called back to TOPGUN.
Warnings: swearing, smut (I will specify which chapters), mentions of smut in this chapter, alcohol, angst, Hangman, secret relationship. Please, please, let me know if I forgot anything. I want to make sure my content has the appropriate warning so nobody gets triggered. (I will update the warnings as the chapters progress.)
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Y/n was very excited. She woke up excited. Even though she promised she would sleep in, that damn internal clock of hers barely let her sleep until 5:30.
It was a slow morning, nothing to do but finish any work left from the previous night. Not that anything got done, per se. But I guess when one has someone as sexy as Javy Machado walking around, nothing ever gets done.
Everything looked the same, even after nearly four years. The roads were the same, though they were a little bumpier than she remembered.
As Y/n pulled into the parking lot, she caught sight of the beach, still as beautiful as ever. The water shone like glass against the light of the afternoon sun.
She turned off her car and sat there for a moment, taking deep breaths. She didn’t know why she was so nervous. She was only meeting her brother and some friends.
She supposed it was the fact that she was fucking her brother’s best friends behind his back, but she refused to accept that.
Y/n practically ran into the bar. She hadn’t seen her brother in about five months. She’d try to call him as much as she could, but service on an aircraft carrier was shitty. She talked to her brother once every two to three days. Still, better than nothing.
And so as she made her way to the back of the bar, disregarding the looks of the other patrons, she brought her brother into a very tight hug.
Oh my God. Jesus Christ, Jake,“ she said. She was near tears. It was one thing to know your sibling was alive, but it was an entirely different thing to see them in the flesh.
"Goddamnit there you are,” said Jake. “You didn’t answer my text last night, I got worried. I thought you ditched the mission or something.”
They hugged for a while more. Y/n caught Javy standing to the side, a warm smile on his face.
He winked at her. She winked back.
Y/n and Jake separated, still holding each other’s gaze.
“I want to know what kept my baby sister so busy she couldn’t even answer my text last night,” said Jake, shaking her lightly by the shoulders.
“I’m sorry. I got busy. Some paperwork and shit kept me up until some unGodly hour of the night.” said Y/n.
Jake sighed dramatically. “You’re too young for your job to be taking over your life.”
“I’m 29.”
“Still my baby sister,” said Jake, pinching her cheek like he used to do when they were kids. “I’m gonna get a drink. You want anything?
“Whiskey,” said Y/n. “Please.”
Jake left with a smile.
Y/n watched him intently.
"So my name’s 'paperwork’ now, huh?” Javy whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and his body pressed against her back. “I thought you liked Javy. You were moaning it last night.”
She jumped a little. “Goddamnit Javy, don’t scare me like that.”
“I’m just saying, baby. I was a bit tired last night, but I’m sure tonight I can make the neighbors wish hotels had thicker walls,” he said, the smirk in his voice evident.
Y/n laughed softly. There was a seductive undertone to it.
Y/n pulled him to a corner. It was slightly darker there than in the surrounding areas.
She looked deep into his eyes as she pushed him up lightly against the wall, her knee pressing into his groin, “Keep pulling shit like this Machado and I’ll drag you to my car and ride you so good your eyes roll back. My cars in the back of the parking lot and it’s gonna be dark in a few hours.” she whispered.
His smirk deepened.
“I forgot how hot you looked in uniform,” said Javy. He had that look in his eyes as he ran them over Y/n’s body, taking in the way her uniform hugged her curves in all the right places. “But to be honest, it looks better on the floor.”
“You should see yourself,” she said. “Keep this shit up Machado and you won’t be the only one undressing someone with their eyes tonight.”
“Does it have to be just with our eyes?” said Javy.
“We’ll see,” she said. She dragged him down so that her mouth was in line with his ear. “If you behave yourself, I’ll make sure to have your uniform on the floor of my car by the end of tonight.”
“I’ll hold you up to that,” said Javy, ghosting his lips over her neck.
Javy lightly shoved her away from himself, noticing Jake, who had finally finished talking to Penny and was coming back with two beers and a glass of whiskey.
He handed Y/n her drink first. She thanked him and took a sip, relishing in the way the alcohol burned familiarly in her throat. She liked the burn, it reminded her of all the times she had gone drinking with her friends when they didn’t have to worry about work and other stressful shit. Just the glasses in their hands and the night ahead of them.
“I don’t even know how you can drink that shit. It’s so fucking strong,” said Javy as he brought the bottle up to his lips.
Y/n closed her eyes and breathed deeply, “God, you’ve got quite the mouth on you today, don’t you?”
"I told you he never stops talking,” said Jake.
Javy faked offense, dramatically putting his hand over his chest.
“Oh shut up.” Jake laughed.
“I didn’t even say anything,” said Javy.
Y/n laughed.
As they caught up with each other on the different aspects of their lives, Y/n started to feel better. Whether it was the alcohol or the fact that she was surrounded by the two people she loved most, she didn’t know. All she knew was that it was working.
Jake and Javy talked for the next few minutes, catching up on their lives.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”Jake said suddenly, “If it ain’t Phoenix.”
Y/n gasped in surprise and happiness, “Phoenix!!”
She handed Javy her drink and jumped onto her friend with a bone-crushing hug.
“Oh God, there you are Perry.” said Phoenix, “I haven’t seen you in forever.”
“So they’re just handing the invitation out to anyone now, aren’t they?” said Jake.
“Fellas, this here is Bagman,” she said with a condescending smirk
“Hangman.” Jake corrected her with a smile.
“Whatever,” Phoenix rolled her eyes, “ You’re looking at the only naval aviator with a confirmed air-to-air kill.”
Jake rolled his eyes and laughed, “Stop.”
“Who are your friends Phoenix?” Y/n asked.
“Payback.” the first one said. He was tall and had a mustache.
“Fanboy.” the other one said. He had a buzzcut.
They both stood with the same arrogant grace, though different in how much, as everybody did. They had every right to. They were the best of the best.
“Wait.” said Javy, “When did he get here?”
He was pointing to someone in a chair, he had glasses and a cup of peanuts.
“Oh, I’ve been here the whole time, actually.” the man said.
“The man is a stealth pilot,” said Javy, handing Y/n her drink back. “Literally.”
“Weapons system officer, actually.” the man said.
“A stealth pilot with no sense of humor,” said Jake as he turned around to make another play.
“Jake,” said Y/n, lightly swatting him on the shoulder.
“Wait. Floyd. As in Lieutenant Robert Floyd?” said Phoenix, “You’re my new backseater, from Lemoore?”
“I guess so,” said Floyd.
“What do they call you?” Y/n asked.
“Bob.”
“No. Like your call sign.” Fanboy asked.
Bob hesitated, “Bob.”
Javy, Jake, Y/n, Phoenix, Fanboy, and Payback all exchanged a look.
“Not the weirdest one I’ve heard, but it’s something,” said Y/n. “I once met a guy whose call sign was backpack.”
Javy lost it.
“Coyote, I’m dead fucking serious right now,” said Y/n. “I go up to him, it’s the beginning of deployment in Portugal and I ask him for his call sign. With a straight face, this guy tells me his callsign is backpack.”
Javy started laughing harder. Y/n laughed with him.
As the night continued, Y/n found herself getting even more relaxed.
She was with people she felt comfortable with and she couldn’t help but laugh whenever one of them cracked a joke, no matter how stupid it was.
It reminded her of the first time she had been here, meeting with her TOPGUN class.
There were two people from her class here today, Javy and Bob, both of whom she had been around for the majority of the night.
Y/n had just been talking to Bob about his fiance, a woman he had met back in his TOPGUN days but had recently reunited with two years ago.
“You’re dating Coyote, aren’t you?” Bob asked her. He looked at her innocently, his eyes boring into her through the frames of his glasses.
She choked on her whiskey, “What?”
“You’re dating Coyote, right?” he asked. “You guys are together, aren’t you?”
Y/n looked at him, then across the room to where Javy was standing, and then back to Bob again.
“No. What makes you think that?” she said.
“I’m pretty sure friends don’t promise each other that one of them is going to ride the other in the back of their car once it gets dark,” said Bob.
He still had that innocent look in his eyes, but a smirk currently painted his face.
“I-” she began.
Bob interrupted her, “I know, I know, I won’t tell Hangman. If there’s anything people know me for, it’s keeping secrets.”
Y/n looked at him with a smile spreading across her features, “That makes two of us, Floyd.”
“Indeed it does, Seresin.”
And with that, Bob walked away.
Y/n had forgotten how attentive Bob was, how good he was at just standing back and listening. It was one thing they bonded over, being in the background and liking it.
And yes, Y/n felt some embarrassment for what Bob overheard. But she also knew that it would stay like that. Only Bob would know. For now.
“What’s got you all smiley like that?” said Javy as he came up behind her.
“Nothing.”
He put his head on her shoulder, exhaling deeply. “Goddammit, I’m so tired.”
Y/n giggled, “Weren’t you the one that woke both of us up early and decided that you wanted to fuck?”
“Sorry. I just missed my girlfriend.” he said, “I can’t fuck you when we’re both on opposite sides of the world, now can I?”
“Not with that attitude you can’t,” she teased.
“Is that a challenge, Seresin?” Y/n reveled in the way her last name rolled off his tongue with ease.
“Only if you want it to be, Machado.”
“You know I love a good challenge, baby,” he said, followed by a quick yawn he tried to stifle.
“Yeah, we should probably leave now,” Y/n suggested.
“Okay. Lemme go say bye to everybody and pay.” Javy said.
Y/n made her round of goodbyes as well, giving everybody a hug and a smile.
As she and Javy were walking out, he wrapped his arm tightly around her waist.
“Clingy,” she mumbled.
“You love it.”
“I do,” she answered.
They drove back to the base in their separate cars, meeting up again in the parking lot.
Ending up in Y/n’s dorm wasn’t necessarily planned. Well ending up in the dorm was the only part that was planned. What they would do after they had discussed it briefly was not decided yet, but it was not playing animal crossing with one of Y/n’s nieces.
“How did we get here?” Javy asked. He was sitting on one of the chairs in the room with one of his Navy hoodies on. Y/n wanted to take a picture.
“She’s addicted to Animal Crossing,” said Y/n.
“No, I’m not.”
“Addison, honey. The first step to healing is admission,” said Y/n.
Javy laughed. “That was a good one.”
“It’s fun. And it’s relaxing,” said Addison.
“Well maybe some of your friends will want to play with you,” said Y/n.
“But none of my friends are going to my new school,” said Addison sadly. “And I don’t even know of the kids at my new school like Animal Crossing.”
“I’m sure you’ll find someone,” said Y/n empathetically. She remembered being in her niece’s place, a new school, with nobody she knew to help her ease in. “And if anyone’s mean to you, just have your mom text me and I’ll bring Uncle Javy. We’ll have a little chat with them.”
Addison giggled, “Wait, what about Uncle Jake?”
Y/n sighed, “I suppose we could bring Uncle Jake along.”
“Addison what grade are you going into?” Javy asked her.
“Sixth.”
Javy sucked in a breath, “Damn that’s tough.” he mumbled.
Y/n nodded.
“Addison, look. Not everyone is going to like you, and that’s okay. Don’t put yourself out there all at once. You’ll find a friend, I promise.” Javy said.
“Are you sure Uncle Javy?” Addison asked meekly.
“Okay look. I’m gonna tell you a story, but you have to promise me that you won’t ever tell anybody,” he said.
“Promise,” said Addison.
Y/n’s interest was piqued. There were a lot of different ways this could go.
“So when I was your age, I think I was in fifth grade, there was a spelling bee at my school.” he began.
Y/n was very interested now. She had never heard this story before.
“So I was in this spelling bee, and we were on stage. They lined us up in alphabetical order, so I was near the middle.”
“And when my turn came around, I was hella nervous. There were a lot of people in the auditorium, the whole school, and the families of the other spellers, including mine.”
“Did you faint?” Addison asked.
“I wish I did.” he said grimly, “But anyways, so my turn comes along, and I was really nervous. So they say my word and ask me to spell it. And I panicked. Addison, you wanna know what I did?”
“What did you do?” she asked. Her voice sounded half quizzical and half excited.
Y/n was staring at Javy, wide-eyed. She had never heard this one before.
“I peed myself,” he said quietly.
“What?” Addison asked.
Y/n wanted to know as well.
“Addison. I peed myself in front of the entire school.”
It was silent for a moment. And then another. Javy was very engrossed in his Nintendo Switch.
Y/n broke out in laughter. And this wasn’t the light laughter she had been letting out the course of her night at The Hard Deck. No. This was the laughter she would let out in private. This was the gasping for breath, the tears in her eyes, and the occasional snort of laughter. The one that makes your stomach and your chest hurt.
Addison reacted the same way.
Y/n wiped a tear from her face, still laughing as she said, “Javy. Why the fuck are you only telling me this now?”
“This is the first time I’ve told anyone,” he said quietly.
“Did you really?” Addison asked, her laughter ringing from the speakers of Y/n’s phone.
“Yes.” said Javy, “Which brings me to the last part of my story. The moral of the story as the pretentious ones call it. Whatever you do Addison, it will never be as embarrassing as what I did. Do you understand? So when you go back to school, remember that.”
“Oh, don’t worry. I definitely will.” Addison laughed.
Once Addison’s mom finally called her to bed, Y/n talked with her sister for a few more minutes. They said their goodbyes.
Y/n took a deep breath, “Javy.”
“Yes.”
“Can we talk about what just happened?” she asked, the beginnings of another laugh peeking through her words.
Javy was silent for a little bit, “Do we have to?”
“Javy.” she said, “Why did you never tell me this?”
He shrugged. He got up and sat on the bed with Y/n, laying his head in her lap.
She stroked his face softly.
“You promise you won’t tell anybody?” he asked her.
“Yes. I promise,” she said, “I happen to be a little bit selfish when things make me laugh this hard.”
Javy laughed softly.
“Oh, I just can’t believe it. My Javy, getting so nervous…” she started laughing again. Javy laughed with her.
“I didn’t go to school for three days. My dad tried to get me out of bed, but I grabbed onto the bed sheets so hard. He gave up eventually.”
“No.”
“Yes. My mom told my dad to try harder, but he told her that he could only do so much. She lured me out of my room with cake.”
“A classic,” said Y/n.
“And she told me that I had to go back to school someday. And when I did, no one talked about it. We just let it rest. Though we made a couple of jokes about it.”
“That’s nice.” said Y/n, “I’ve had a couple of incidents at school, but not quite as bad as this.”
“Care to share?” Jay asked.
“Ok,” she laid down next to him, wrapping her arms around his frame. He did the same, “When I was in sixth grade, I had a crush on this guy.”
“Oh no.”
“Let me finish. So we were in class. It was our study hall, free period type thing. And my study hall teacher was also my math teacher. She taught me and my crush.”
“What was his name?” Javy asked, burying his face in her hair.
“His name was Benjamin, but he let me call him Benji.” she continued, “So it’s Friday, and since Valentine’s day was on Sunday, she told us to make cards for the people we appreciated. So I was at my desk, with one of my friends, making this card for him, all the while she was hyping me up.
“So I finish the card and I leave it on his desk while he’s with his friends. And you know what I did?”
“What did you do, honey?”
“I hid under my desk. I hid under my fucking desk, Javy,” she said, burying her face deeper into his chest.
“So you can fly planes over the ocean at unfathomable speeds, but you hid under a desk after giving a valentine to your crush?” said Javy playfully.
“Was I flying planes in sixth grade?” she asked, her voice just as playful.
“Fair.”
“So anyways, he accepts. And we were like best friends until eighth grade, until he started getting really irritable and shit, so we kinda split up for a little bit. Until he came and told me that he was figuring some things out about himself and that he was wrong to take it out on me.” she said.
“So what was he figuring out?”
“That he was gay and that he was mad at himself for not liking me the same way I liked him and instead having a crush on my younger brother,” said Y/n nonchalantly, as if it were the most basic piece of information.
“Holy shit.”
“Correct.” said Y/n, “Anyways, he and my younger brother have been married for like, five years now. I was in charge of the food at the wedding.”
Javy laughed. “That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Yeah. I got to tell the story at the wedding.”
Javy laughed harder.
“I know right,” she turned her head up and kissed his cheek. And one to his other cheek, then his forehead, his nose, and then finally one to his lips. “I hope you know that hearing that story has been one of the best parts of my day. Honestly, I’d be damned if I didn’t say it made me love you more.”
Javy slipped his hand behind her neck and pulled her in for another kiss, his nose pressing against hers softly.
She smiled into the kiss as he deepened it, his free hand moving to cup the back of her thigh. Javy moved his hand up slowly until he reached her ass and cupped it.
Y/n giggled, “Nothing ever stays innocent with you, does it?
Javy slipped his hand down the waistband of her pants, his finger fiddling with her underwear. He laughed, low and sultry, “You’ve known me long enough to know that, haven’t you?”
She grinned.
And he kissed her again.
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This is unedited for the most part. (I’ll do it later)
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