Erinallene - 1982 Baby

Field of Dandelions || Maverick

✧ part 2 of My Protector. this fic is heavily inspired by Dandelions by Ruth B, so if you want the full effect, listen while you read 💗

✧ summary: Maverick intended to keep his promise to Goose about protecting you. After not seeing one another for 3 weeks, Pete stops by to check in on you, and take you for a joyride. One that leads you to a familiar place, where a newfound desire is expressed, based on the premise of making a wish on a dandelion.

✧ pairing: Peter 'Maverick' Mitchell x Bradshaw!Female!Reader

✧ Maverick masterlist

"'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time,"

“I’m going to protect you. Goose made me promise.” 

It was those two statements that constantly flowed throughout your mind. They echoed with the loudest bravado, and they oftentimes consoled you at night when the tears blurred your vision while you gripped polaroid pictures of you and Nick in your hands. 

Maverick had kept his promise. Any chance he got, he’d give you a call, to check on you, and see how you were. It had been a few months since Goose’s passing and every day it slowly got better. 

While you never knew that Nick told of your embarrassing story of doodling hearts around Pete’s name, the Naval Aviator was slowly beginning to see you in a new light. He didn’t want to just protect you, he wanted to take care of you. Maverick never felt a sense of protectiveness before, not this strong, until you happened. 

And as he sat on his motorcycle, veering closer to your small house nestled by the water. The lake was peaceful to you, and it brought about memories of when you used to make your brother go out into the water with you. 

“You want to be a pilot, Nick? Survive in this boat first!” You remembered telling him. 

“I’m meant to fly with the birds, not sail with the fish, Sis!” He would respond to you. 

You were tucked away in the kitchen finishing up a few tasks when you heard the low rev of him. Your heart leaped into your throat. You hadn’t seen Pete in a few weeks and you weren’t sure why you felt so giddy to see him. Maybe it was because of the task that Goose assigned him to do if something ever happened to him – to protect you, Bradley, and Carole, but especially you. 

Walking over to the door, you pulled it open to see him smiling already. 

“Pete,” You whispered. 

“There’s my favorite girl,” He winked, pulling off his aviators. “You busy?” 

You shook your head. “No, what’s up?” You smiled, leaning against the door.

Pete looked behind him, the seat rather empty. “Wanna take a joyride?” He asked. 

It didn’t take much to convince you. You closed the door and raced over to him. He wrapped his arms around you for a sweet embrace. “Get on, and hang on tight,” He smiled.

You got on the back and wrapped your hands around his waist. With your cheek pressed into his back, you smiled and felt as he started to take off. The wind whipped through your hair and Pete started to take you two into the city, finding the perfect spot to grab speed and have you laughing behind him.

That laugh melted his heart. He hadn’t heard you laugh like that since before Nick died. It warmed his heart and when he approached a traffic light, he couldn’t help but rest his hand over yours that clung to his abdomen. 

Taking off again, you watched the city pass you by, the sun setting dramatically low in the sky to create a beautiful horizon of orange and pink. It took your breath away and the feel of Maverick in front of you, it only solidified the moment to become one that would be engraved in your mind forever. 

When Maverick pulled the motorcycle into a nearby parking space, you saw the field before you.

“A field, Pete?” You giggled. You saw the array of wildflowers and it brought a smile. 

“Not just any field,” He said. “It’s the Bayfield – the one where we rolled Goose down one day for the fun of it,” 

The steepness of the top made your eyes widen. Laughter erupted and it made Pete smile even wider. He hurriedly stepped off, pulling you with him before you two were racing into the field together. Maverick had shimmied out of his jacket and tossed it over your shoulders before you were climbing onto his back while he carried the two of you up the hill. 

Soon, you two were falling together on the soft grass, giving you the biggest panoramic view of the sky. Laying flat on your backs, you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face even if you tried. 

“Mav,” You whispered, staring up at the puffy white clouds that were painted in the midst of pink and orange. “Thank you,”

Maverick smiled and felt the sudden twitch of your fingers brushing over his wrist. He turned his head to the side, coming to find you staring back at him. 

“I’m going to protect you. With that, it means I’m going to show you fun, and excitement,” He whispered. “Just like Goose wanted for you.” 

You giggled, covering your mouth to hide them, but Pete was taking your hand away.

“Don’t cover your smile… It’s the prettiest thing about you,” His words laced your ears like dripping honey. Your eyes fluttered at the compliment. 

“Pete,” You trailed his name in a hushed tone. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you picked up a dandelion. Maverick smirked, watching as you pulled it to your lips. You rolled over onto your side, kicking your feet in the air. 

“What are you thinking about?” He smiled. You pulled the dandelion close to your lips. Closing your eyes, you blew on it, watching as it separated from its bud. Flutters of white fell onto Maverick’s white cotton t-shirt, making him laugh. 

“Making a wish,” You trailed with a whisper.

Maverick plucked some of the strays off his chest. “Really? What were you wishing about?”

Oh, if only he knew. 

“I can’t tell you! That defeats the purpose!” You exclaimed. He saw how you adorably kicked your feet back and forth. He saw a clear depiction of his best friend on your face, how you were so young and so free. Just like him. Just like Nick. 

“So, if you tell me, it won’t come true? Is that it?” He pondered cheekily, his tongue jutting forward to wet his lips. He looked so attractive when he did that. The way he moved his jaw, sent shivers racing down your spine.

You wished on that particular dandelion that he’d make a move. Oftentimes, you found yourself growing tired of waiting. You wanted Maverick in ways that you never expressed to anyone. It was one that for Goose to figure out your massive crush, but it was another when you would lie awake at night, praying that the pilot would see you for what you were. 

Not just his best friend’s little sister, but a woman who was so in love with him that could barely hold a simple thought in her brain.

“That’s the rule of thumb, isn’t it, pilot?” You snickered. 

“Give me a hint,” Maverick teased you. He knew he could get you to tell him anything. 

You stared into his green orbs, watching the way they flickered while gazing at your eyes. 

“You,” You whispered. 

You grabbed another dandelion and blew into it, your eyes closed as you envisioned the way his lips would feel pressed to yours. You inhaled the erotic scent of his cologne and it sent you to another world.

“Me?” Maverick pressed. 

Please, kiss me. Please. You thought. 

Smiling gently, you stared back down at another dandelion. “That’s all you get, Maverick,” You whispered. 

He glanced between you and the dandelion in your hand. 

“Then let’s see if your wish comes true,” He stated. Your eyebrows furrowed when he raised up. Reaching out to you, your breath caught when Maverick wrapped his hand around your cheek and brushed his thumb underneath your eye. 

Everything felt as though it were falling into place. The gentle feel of his hands on you had you quivering to the core, but when he leaned his head forward and his warm breath fanned across your bottom lip, you lost that train of thought. 

“M-Maverick,” You squeaked.

He shook his head.

“Don’t think… Just do,” His words laced your ears. 

You did exactly what he asked. You stopped thinking, and just did what you wanted to do. Leaning forward and closing the remaining gap, he brushed his lips across yours. Your eyes closed and you swore that fireworks went off in your head. 

His lips were velvety soft against yours. You couldn’t stop the sweet, delicate moan that left your mouth, one that Pete swallowed with proudness. You kissed him in such a way, that he felt that if he didn’t keep kissing you – he wouldn’t be able to breathe. 

Stroking his fingers through your hair, you kissed him deeper until you were pulling away to gasp for air. Maverick stared at you, green eyes ablaze as he tried to decipher what was happening – that swirling look in your eye worried him. 

Had he just ruined everything? 

“Y/N? Sweetheart, talk to me,” He caressed your cheekbone. 

You offered him a warm smile.

“My wish came true, Maverick,” You announced, smiling sweetly. 

Maverick grinned, pulling you in for another kiss.

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