TJ Hammond Drabbles
Summary: TJ is late picking up a friend from the airport.
Authour's Notes: Started as a larger project with a friend over on DeviantArt. We challenged each other to write 500 word drabbles inspired by several characters portrayed by Sebastian Stan. Now I'm sharing several of them over here on ; they will be written and updated sporadically, each character getting their own series on here.
1. TJ Hammond x OFC
Prompt: TJ's late picking you up from the airport again
Words: 446
Plane landed. Getting bags. U here yet?
TJ where r u?
It's been 20. You here yet?
Thomas James if u don't get ur ass here in 10 im never speaking 2 u again!
Screw u tj im walking home. Bastard!
TJ sighed as he tossed his cell phone onto the passenger seat. He hadn't meant to be so late arriving at the airport. He'd been caught up in his own life once again and put his other responsibilities on the back burner. It was something he always seemed to do where she was concerned. He pressed a button on his steering wheel, activating the hands free function for his phone and placed a call to her phone. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited for an answer.
"You've reached Maia! Can't get my phone so leave a message!"
"Come on Maia. You can't seriously be walking from the airport. Answer the damn phone!" TJ almost growled, knowing Maia was purposely avoiding his call. He planned to keep calling until she picked up. Like TJ, Maia had grown up in the public eye as well though she had come out of it a lot better than TJ had. They'd become friends, bonding over their messed up families and every time she came to Washington, TJ was always the first person Maia called. She hadn't been in Washington since before his most recent stint in the hospital.
"Were you getting another fix TJ? Is that why you're late? I swear to god, if you're stoned out of your mind and driving, I'll fucking kill you!" Maia's voice pulled TJ out of his thoughts, making him wince.
"Maia, I'm clean," he said, cutting her off as she barrelled on.
"I've heard that one before!"
"Nine months, Maia. Nine long, torturous months," TJ said again. He heard a huff over the phone and smiled; he could picture Maia's face, her eyes narrowed and her nose scrunched up. It was the look she got when she was trying to tell his bullshit from the truth.
"I plan on asking Nana."
"You know my grandmother wouldn't lie for me," chuckled TJ.
"Exactly. I'll believe it when I hear it from her." There was a brief pause before Maia finally asked, "Where were you? I waited for forty minutes."
TJ sighed softly. "I know. I'm sorry, Maia. I was at a meeting and it ran late. You're not really walking are you?"
Another pause and TJ knew she was chewing on her lower lip, contemplating her answer. "I'm at our Starbucks."
"I'll be there in five, Beautiful. Drinks on you," he told her with a smirk.
"If you're late, there's gonna be a drink all over you TJ!"