Surprise - Bob Floyd Imagine
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Synopsis: Bob Floyd x Reader - Reader surprises Bob at the Hard Deck, but the others are surprised to find out he has a S/O
Requested: Yes!
Standing outside the hard deck, you looked at the sheer number of people tightly packed in the building and if it weren’t for the fact that you hadn’t seen Bob in well over three months it would have taken a lot more convincing (and probably half a bottle of tequila) to get you into that building.
As soon as you stepped through those doors you were met with a sea of people, most of them clad in the crisp tan uniform that you knew all too well. It was hard to navigate around everyone, being that they were all packed in so tightly, tight enough that when you tried to scoot past behind someone you were met with a slosh of beer poured onto your arm. Normally you would have been a little bit more annoyed, but a familiar name had caught your attention over by the pool table.
“Really Pheonix? That’s the third game in a row?” A taller blonde man shook his head, leaning over the pool table as if he were looking for some reasonable explanation for his loss.
“What, can’t handle another?” She taunted. There was a group of what appeared to be pilots all crowded around the pool table knocking back beers and joking around. You tried your best to stay hidden while also trying to locate the specific naval pilot you came for.
Using your hand to slosh off the beer from your arm, you manage to weed your way through the crowd where finally you caught a glimpse of the one person you were dying to see. He looked so beautiful, sitting perched on a bar stool as he watched his friends banter back and forth while they played pool. His skin was a bit more sun-kissed than the last time you saw him, but he still had the same soft lipped smile as he always did. Ever your easy going Bob.
“Bob you want in on this one?” Phoenix asked him with a wide grin, already having spotted you from the corner of her vision. She had helped arrange this little mission, and had been expecting you all evening.
“Only if you promise to pass along the winning streak.” He let out a soft chuckle and the subsequent butterflies that fluttered through your stomach nearly had your head spinning. He stood from his seat, brushing off the crumbs from the snack that he had been eating and graciously took the pool cue from her. His opponent seemed impatient as Bob analyzed his shot carefully, hunched over the table and tied his best to line up the shot. His distraction was your best shot at really taking him off guard.
Quiet steps carried you around the group against the wall. You squeezed your way behind his opponent and managed to wiggle your way next to him. Phoenix gave you a silent smile, knowing that Bob was about to get the surprise of his life.
“Excuse me, sir,” a warm hand wraps firmly around the cue stick that was in his grasp, sliding it away from the table, “I got a better use for these hands than pool.”
Bob, confused and flustered, does a double take before standing up straight and pushing his thin rimmed glasses higher up on the bridge of his nose. A few of his friends snicker behind him at the prospect of a random woman hitting on innocent little Bob at a bar. Before they could make any comments though, Bob was putting them all in their places. One hand firmly planted along your cheek, the other tucked into the back pocket of your jean shorts so that his long fingers were pawing at the flesh of your ass, he spun the two of you so that you were pressed up against the pool table. He muttered an inaudible ‘god I missed you’ before leaning in to press a heated kiss to your lips.
Amazed, shocked, confused, Hangman, Rooster, and Payback amongst others all stared at the normally shy and reserved WSO becoming a whole other person right before their eyes. When you broke away from the kiss, cheeks heated a thousand shades of pink from the obvious attention that your antics had drawn, you smiled brightly up at your Boyfriend.
“When did you get- how?” Bob questioned, clearly not paying any attention to the curious pilots behind him.
“I came straight here. I just couldn’t wait another minute to see you.”
“You gonna tell us who the hell this is Bob?” That same tall man asked, stepping up with a bemused smirk on his face.
“You mean to tell me you have no idea?” Phoenix rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed.
“If you haven’t caught on, that’s Hangman.” Bob laughed, his hand that was on your cheek reaching up to push back some of the hair from your forehead so that he could plant his lips there. “Ah, I see.” You chuckle out a response.
“It’s alright Phoenix, from what Bob here has told me I didn’t expect him to know anyways.”
“Wait - but Phoenix knows?” Another tall man steps up, but this one isn’t in uniform, rather clad in some silly retro hawaiian shirt.
“Phoenix is the one who helped me arrange a visit out here.”
Bob turned to the pilot and thanked her with the warmest smile imaginable. It started when she noticed the polaroid that he kept tucked back near the controls in the back seat of their aircraft. She had inquired about the pretty girl he had been hugging, and if it was someone special back home. From there he had managed to tell every little detail about you that he had learned in your three year relationship. After that he never shut up about you. How the other guys never caught on was beyond her.
“Boys, this is the love of my life.” Bob positively beamed when he announced this to the rest of the pilots. Turning to you, his hands resting comfortably on the curve of your waist he spoke, “What do ya say we get out of here.”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Authors note: Thank you so much for the request!! Please keep them coming! I was so excited to see this in my inbox!
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50 years ago - the end of air combat over Cambodia - some thoughts
This year is a significant anniversary for me.
First, 55 years ago-1968, I entered active duty as a new Air Force 2nd lieutenant stationed in Washington, DC. I had planned to go to flight training, but my vision changed, and the Air Force assigned me to the Bolling Air Force Base plans’ office there. By 1971, as the Air Force needed more aircrews for the Vietnam War, I found I could qualify to…
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Hi Moni Lisa! I was wondering if you know of, or perhaps have made yourself, a WSO for Melodie9's Fat AF? I have the ones you did for TF, TM, and AM, but haven't seen one for AF. I've been doing them by first converting to teen, running the WSO, and converting back to adult, but that's becoming quite tedious and requires a lot of adjusting. Thanks, hope you're having a lovely day! <3
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