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𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐇 ― ☀ ☁ ― 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖞𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖍

\\ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 //

"FUCK, I'M TIRED."

Glen catches up to Taylor and Monica who walked side by side on the tarmac, walking between both women who gladly accepted his embrace.

It had been a long day of flying, and now they were on their way back to the hangar for the briefing before they were finally dismissed.

A few weeks had passed since they'd all been to the Falling Leaf, and ever since then, the training had been smooth, but a tad bit rough with the parameters of the 'mission' they had to fly.

Ingress into a steep mountain inverted wasn't exactly the perfect maneuver to pull, especially for amateurs like them all, nor was it easy on the body.

They were covering parts of the mission day by day, and making sure that they could all adapt to the reality of being in the air and pulling all those maneuvers while looking fresh and not nauseous.

Laz and the others catch up, walking beside the trio who had been leading them before.

"I would kill for some pizza right now." Monica mutters, leaning her head against Taylor's slightly heightened shoulder.

Taylor chuckles tiredly, leaning her own head against the shorter woman's, "Oh, and a classic film and some beer."

Glen groans at their words, shaking his head as he breathes out, exhausted himself, "You read my mind.."

"Wanna come over to mine? We could order pizza, and I just stocked up some beer, watch a movie, or something like that?" Taylor slows down her steps, and those by her follow.

Monica nods under Taylor's head, yawning and pressing the back of her hand to cover her face, "Sounds good, Lor.."

Taylor chuckles, pressing a kiss on Monica's head before turning to Glen with a pointed look, "You in?"

Glen shrugs, jutting his lips out and wrinkling his face, "I'm down."

Taylor smiles at his response, turning to Miles and the other's who were on their other side, "Movie night, pizza and some beer?"

Her words are followed by groans of delight and mutters of 'hell yeah' or 'could definitely use that'.

⭒ ⭒ ⭒

MONICA HAD RETURNED HOME WITH TAYLOR, AND THE BOTH OF THEM SPENT SOME QUALITY TIME TALKING THROUGH GLASSES OF WINE.

Taylor had changed into a tank top and black sweats, and thrown an oversized sweatshirt in the younger woman's direction when she asked for something really cosy to wear.

They were sitting on the couch, surrounded by Goose and August who were by their moms.

"And then he winked at me..." Monica waves her hand around, finishing her explanation as she looks at Taylor, whose face contorts into a half-smile and half-disgusted with a mix of amusement.

A beat passes, and Taylor can see the adoration Monica had for Cas. She looked like a fourteen year old in love.

"Phoenix and Cas, sitting in a tree..." Taylor teases the younger woman, who just throws a pillow in her face, hiding behind the palms of her hands after she places the glass on the table.

Taylor chuckles at her, propping her elbow on the head rest of the couch once she finishes her glass and places it on the table herself, shaking her head at Monica.

"Babe, I think he feels the same. I overheard him and Lewis talk about how he wanted your number, so..." Monica's palms slowly peel away from her face, brows furrowed and eyes full of emotion.

"Really? You're not fucking with me?" Taylor's right hand forms an x over her heart in the air and she says, nodding her head simultaneously, "Cross my heart, Mon."

The girls simply stare at each other for a few seconds, before they're squealing out together, obviously in a way which was of low voices, so that they wouldn't wake up their two menaces.

Goose sniffs from beside her, head rising in attention.

And just then, the bell rings, and the dogs' ears perk up, especially Goose, who was overly protective when there was someone at the door.

Taylor places her wine glass on the table, patting Monica's shoulder with a mutter of, "Just a sec, babe."

Looking through the screen hoisted beside the door, there they were, all of them, right on time.

Smiling unconsciously when she catches a glimpse of Laz and Slick bickering over who enters first, she opens the door before it gets heated, bright smile on her face.

"Hey, flyboys!" The boys perk up too, smiling in greeting and perhaps genuine happiness at finally being able to relax.

They walk through the door one by one when they step through the threshold, placing a kiss on her forehead or a cheek kiss of greeting.

Last to enter, Miles.

In a pair of fucking grey sweatpants and blue sweatshirt through which a white tee was visible from the neckline.

Damn.

Nope, nope, nope.

He has a girlfriend.

A really pretty one.

Who looks kind, and probably gives him butterflies.

"Hey, dude." Taylor teases, mocking his voice as he speaks simultaneously, "Hey, Tay."

He shakes his head with a gentle smile, walks in, giving her a friendly kiss on the cheek, brushing past her and towards the couch.

Taylor takes a moment, hand on the edge of the door, brows raised in pure surprise. The voice in her head goes, well, that just happened.

Uh oh.

But then, she can clearly hear Goose bark at the men who seem to cower behind Monica who was trying to calm him down, saying, "It's okay, Goose, it's okay."

Oh shit.

Rushing towards the white pup, she calls out his name, waiting for him to turn to her so that she could make him understand.

Her hand finds the top of his head, slowly patting, as the pup quiets down, leaning into her touch and giving her his paw to hold.

This had become more of a thing these past few weeks she'd had him. Whenever he saw men on walks, he would start growling and barking. Taylor could only think of how his past owners were not good to him.

She keeps scratching his head, moving down to his gruff chin, trying to make him understand, "I know, sweetie, I know. It's okay, they're friends, buddy."

Goose seems to understand, but not quite trust them yet, growling the tiniest bit.

Taylor raises her brows, pressing a kiss on his forehead and smiling when he begins to pant as regular, "You can trust 'em, buddy. It's okay..."

She points in their direction, and Goose turns his body to them, not before giving Taylor a lick on the cheek.

"Guys, you're gonna have to be careful, okay? He's a bit untrusting of men.. Just bear with me, I want y'all to come up one by one and let him sniff you out."

The men can just nod and look at each other, slowly shifting from behind Monica to in front of her.

Laz, Slick, JJ and Cas are snuff out first, and the pup seems to like them after just a few sniffs, pressing his face against their hands.

Glen and Miles are met with Goose next, who crouch down to his level, letting him sniff all around them as he rounds them, before pressing his head into Glen's shoulder, making them chuckle in delight and relief, scratching his head.

Taylor can only watch in surprise and joy at the progress the pup had made in just a matter of weeks. He was a dork, but he was her dork.