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Dating James Bond would include...

NO SPOILERS FOR 'NO TIME TO DIE'

You would meet in the MI6 headquarters

he had come in beaten, bloody and bruised

and you walked past him, whispering a "Bad day?" chuckling to himself.

When he mentioned it to Q, he mentioned that you were notorious for teasing other agents for their mishaps

but when he learned that you had spent the last year and a half undercover in Mexico City, he wanted to get to know you better

he knows all to well how easy it is to lose yourself when you are undercover

so he tracks you down to your home (with thanks to Q) and takes you out for the day.

He decides to take you to this cafe down a back alley, he had been once before when looking for something to eat.

As the gentleman he is, he pays for your food before taking you out to Hyde Park for some air.

He took you on a proper date a few days later and from the on, the rest is history.

Due to the nature of both of your jobs, sometimes it is hard for you to be be in the same country, let alone continent at the same time so you both try to call each other as often as possible

When you are at home, just the two of you behind closed doors, James just likes to cuddle with you

wether it be an arm around you shoulders on the sofa or you laying chest to chest in bed,

he likes it because that is one of the few times is isn't 007, and your not Agent (L/N); he's just James and your just (Y/N).

Your shared home is minimalistic but cozy. You both agreed when moving in together that you didn't need fancy things to get by.

You home became your escape from the world.

Once one of you returned home from a long assignment, you both went out to the cafe James initially brought you for breakfast.

It was one of thing things you looked forward to when you were assigned something long and hard

and although he would never admit it, you both knew that James enjoyed this time more than anything

every so often, James would randomly turn the radio onto the classics station and pull you up to dance.

he had taught you many dances throughout your relationship and you weren't even sure if what you did was dancing. Especially since James would just sway you back and forth in his arms, mindlessly humming along to the music.

James knew he wanted to do a simple proposal so on a random Wednesday, he took you out for a walk in Hyde Park, claiming he needed some air.

He pointed out some random facts about the trees as a way to calm his nerves

he always talked more when he was nervous

on the way back home, he took you to the cafe in the alley

and as you finished your full English, he pulled the ring out from his trouser pocket and whispered the words "Marry me?"

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Time for Dinner

Requested by Anonymous

Part Two

Summary: James comes home with news but a certain someone wants to be the subject of his attention.

Warnings: pregnancy? And a lot of fluff. Like, a lot

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You had thankfully heard James come home. This way he wouldn’t be able to sneak up behind you and scare you by suddenly picking you up from behind. Well, that’s what he did when your daughter didn’t give his presence away. That, and when you weren’t six months pregnant.

Now, he just came up behind you as you prepared the lettuce for a salad. James wrapped his arms around you, his hands resting over your tummy.

Letting yourself slightly relax into him, you heard as he contently sighed before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“How was today?” you ask gently. You knew it was something he hadn’t been looking forward to. James Bond wasn’t one who liked to be out of the action. Not that he was going to be completely away from it with his new request, but it would guarantee that he’d be home a lot more. It was a topic that he was dreading to bring up only for the sake that he felt as if he were completely quitting. Yet, you made a deal that he’d at least do this until after the baby was born.

Before answering your question, James moved so that he was nuzzling your neck, whispering, “Better than I expected.”

You hummed in acknowledgment as you turned your attention fully back to cutting the lettuce. Though you wanted to ask more about it, you didn’t push it. He’d tell you on his own time. Maybe before bed.

“Do they have a planned day for you to go back?”

Instead of answering, James lifted his head from your neck to meet your eyes. He was smirking and there was an oddly bright glint in his blue eyes that you didn’t expect to be there as he shook his head.

Confusion filled you momentarily. MI6 had nearly always been on top of setting exact days, for James especially, to go back. Yet, James answered every single one of your questions before any of them could be voiced.

“I’m done,” is all he said. It was all he needed to say. You knew what it meant. He’s no longer 007. He’s now just your husband; your daughter’s father. He’ll no longer have to be shared with the world.

Before you could ask anything - why he left entirely, if this was really what he wanted - it was all interrupted by the front door opening and the sounds of a little girl’s giggling and running feet echoing through the house.

You chuckled to yourself as you heard her call out for James. “You better go to her. Otherwise she’ll scour the house trying to find you.”

James, himself, chuckled. “Like mother like daughter,” he teased causing you to lightly elbow him in the ribs. Laughing once more, he gave you a small squeeze before whispering, “I’ll explain later.”

Giving a nod and hum of acceptance, you felt his arms drop away. It wasn’t long until you heard a litany of giggles and a small scream. That meant that James either was chasing her or lifted her upside down, her legs being held to his shoulders as she hung across his front.

As you finished prepping everything for dinner, your guess was correct as your husband brought your upside down daughter into the kitchen.

“Mommy! Help!” your daughter called out through her consistent giggling.

“How do you know mommy won’t help me?” James said playfully before bringing a hand to tickle her tummy. Her giggles turned into full on laughter as she squirmed in James’ grip.

The two of them went on like this for a few minutes, causing laughter to bubble up in you as you put anything that could be away.

“Alright, alright,” you finally intervene, causing the tickling and the laughing to quiet down. Well, not without James getting a few more in before actually stopping and putting your daughter down. Not without pretending to drop her a few times, though. “It’s time to wash up. Dinner is almost ready.”

Your daughter pouted. “But I’m having fun with daddy.”

“Well,” James starts, glancing briefly at you as he crouches behind her and wraps his arms around her, “if you don’t, then I’ll just eat all of your food and the ice cream.”

“No!” she squealed, squirming a little more in his hold with a chuckle.

“No? Well, I’ll just have to eat you instead!” James announced before pretending to eat the little girl. The squeals and giggles brought a smile to your lips as you organized a few more things.

It wasn’t long before your daughter was giving in so that her father’s attacks would end.

“Now, you better hurry. Otherwise dinner will be all gone by the time you get back. Can’t let daddy eat it all,” you tease as James untangles his arms from the little girl.

Instead of an answer, she laughs before running off.

“The ice cream. Works every time,” James said with a chuckle as he straightened.

“It does. It also creates a slight problem when you offer it right before bedtime,” you playfully scold.

James smirks as he closes the distance, his hands coming to cover the area where your next child is growing.

“Soon, there’ll be two to deal with,” he teased as he brought one hand to cup your cheek.

“One day the grocery list is just going to be for ice cream.”

James hums. “That doesn’t sound horrible, does it?”

His teasing smile causes you to roll your eyes with a slight shake of your head as he leans closer.

“Then you better be buying,” you mutter as his lips are mere millimetres from yours.

“Deal,” he says quietly before kissing you. Yet, the moment is broken with the two of you laughing when you hear your daughter make a disgusted noise. Well, it was time for dinner, anyways.

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