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Jett was almost desperate. She was growing tired of your obliviousness.

It had now been a month (a MONTH) that she was trying to ask you on a date.

She already tried so much things.

Private shooting session ? Tried. You even asked her why she asked for help when her aim was pretty good.

Hand-in-hand combat tutoring ? Tried. Having you so close made her so flushed that Phoenix and Yoru didn't leave her back for a week.

Music recommendations ? You sent her three playlists. At least now, she had an idea of your music taste.

Offering you home prepared food or inviting you to a restaurant ? You were on a diet.

Dropping the subtility and being impatient and telling you directly that she wanted a date ? You gave her a basket full of fruits and date-palm seeds. You even asked Skye to help her, to which the Aussie initiator accepted with a laugh.

Asking you directly to be a couple ? You two were next assigned as a team for a mission.

"I want to be your girlfriend, goddamn it !" she finally snapped.

All the noises in the common room immediately stopped at her shout.

"That's sweet but, aren't we already friends ?" you tilted your head.

In the corner of her eyes, she saw Wingman facepalming. She also heard Phoenix snickering.

"I want to be more than that !" she insisted.

"Best friends ?" you hummed.

While she found you adorable, this situation was very infuriating for her. Jett gently took your hand and pull you closer.

"I want to hold hands with you, and maybe more. I want to kiss you."

Someone whistled in the room but she ignored the sound.

"On the cheek ?"

"The lips."

"Oh."

It took time, but it seemed like the information was finally reaching your brain. But a light frown was still on your face.

"May I ask why ?" you asked softly.

And Jett froze. Wasn't it obvious ? It now was. But did she had to say it out loud ? Her pride was chaining her. She did so many strategies to ask you out but did she ever try telling you her feelings ?

When she looked into your eyes, she didn't see any glint of judgement. Just a gentle patience that made her blush.

"I...might feel something for you."

"That's a good beginning." you nodded and then patted her head with a smile. "Do you want us to try something ?"

She nodded almost shyly, then heard cheering. All the agents in the common room were applauding and teasing her. She blushed but stayed focused on your eyes. They were still smiling. You gently squeezed her hand and gently led her out of the room.

"Anything you want to do ?" you chuckled. "Please be very vocal about it or I might not get it."

Jett blushed again. Being vocal about her feelings wasn't something she found easy. But with you, she might do some efforts.

"So, how do I look ?"

You looked up from your phone to watch Jett striking a pose right before your very eyes. She was dressed of a white crop top, a blue jacket, a black ripped jean pants and deep blue boots. You looked at her from head to toes, nodded, then looked back to your phone.

"Malicious," you answered simply, shrugging.

She huffed and crossed her arms, rolling your eyes at your word.

"What do you mean 'malicious' ?"

"You're wearing Doc Martens," you said calmly. "Doc Martens are for stomping. Who are you going to stomp ?"

"You if you keep with your sass," she grumbled.

You just chuckled and stood up.

"Alright, whoosh girl," you grinned at the glare she shot you with. "Let's get going. And don't forget : a day without a bet."

She nodded as she followed you of the room, her step light despite your teasing. The perspective of going on a date with you excited her in a way that made her feel like a high school girl again, even though she had to put her gambling habit to the side.

"Okay," she said with a grin. "But what do I win if I manage to spend the whole day without— ouch ! What was that for ?"

You just flicked her forehead with your finger, a deadpanned pout on your face.

" 'What do I win' ?" you repeated with a light sigh. "See ? You're still on your gambling mindset."

Her eyes widened slightly as your words slowly sinked in her mind.

"Oh."

"Yeah 'oh'," you nodded. "Remind me to punch Yoru in the face. It's mostly his fault if you have this gambling habit."

Jett snorted. The simple idea of you punching Yoru seemed to brighten her in an almost sadistic way.

"Oh I definitely will !"

You turned your face towards her, your gaze sending shivers down her spine.

"But to answer your question," you cupped her cheeks, your thumb playing with her lower lip. "If you manage to spend the whole day without betting on anything, I'll take you to these hot springs you talked to me about and book a room just for us."

You were visibly enjoying the blush on her cheeks. A bit too much for her tastes. She saw your pupils dilating at the sight of her slightly opened lips and the light daze in her eyes at your action. She was also certain you were fully aware of how her heart was pounding because of you.

"You're suppose to help me with my gambling habit," she huffed. "Not encouraging it."

You released her face and hummed.

"Shit, you're right," you agreed, resuming your walk. "Forget about it, then."

"What !?" she squeaked. "No !"