Prompt: Clumsy flirting with your crush
Quick A/N to the writing style/format of this piece. It was originally just a word vomit to get my ideas down quickly before I forgot. But then I went with the style and I kinda like how it fits.
Flirting with men was never really a problem for Alex Danvers. She was hot and sexy and men were always tripping over themselves to get near her. It was easy and natural to flirt with a guy. They're dumb and all you have to do is pretend to be a little dumb as well. She could do that…especially after a few shots.
But with women.
Shit.
With women?
That was a whole new ballgame.
She actually had to try and make it look like she wasn't trying. Because Maggie was smart as hell. And Alex wanted to appear smart as hell as well.
And just telling Maggie how she felt would just be dumb, right? Who does that?
Now she couldn't just outwardly flirt with this woman. She had to be subtle. And she had to be cool, or at least act cool. And when it came to Alex and her feelings towards Maggie…subtle was going to be hard.
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The first attempt at flirting, they were playing pool in Maggie's favorite bar, which had actually become Alex's favorite bar as well.
And not just because it was Maggie's favorite bar. Come on…okay maybe just a little.
But back to pool.
She wanted to appear aloof and cool and collected. So when it came to Maggie's turn to shoot, Alex leaned against the nearest table while she watched. But as she was starting to lean back, oh dear. The detective leaned over the table to take a shot, and popped her ass straight at Alex. Unintentionally, of course. And that caused Alex to lose her footing, which made her fall against the table, making the table shift backwards a few inches, and SCREEEEEECH it's whole way there.
And even though Alex caught herself before falling, the entire bar happened to hear the screech (how could they not?) and turned to stare.
Yeah, it took a few minutes to get rid of that blush.
Especially when Maggie turned with a smirk and a, "You alright there, Danvers?"
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The second attempt was a few nights later.
Back at the bar, Maggie was regaling a tale from her day, busting alien drug dealers while they sat at the bar, nursing a couple of beers.
God, Maggie is so cool. And smart. And sexy. And cool. Alex mused while she listened.
And not one to pass up an opportunity to shine a little, Alex started to brag about some ginormous alien she'd brought in a few months back, and while she spoke smugly, she reached for her drink.
Instead of a look of awe from the detective, Alex only saw a smirk.
"What?" she asked
"That's not your drink."
Alex looked down at the cup in her hand and saw that, no, it was not her drink. But actually a little succulent plant that was on the bar for decoration.
Putting it back, she reached for her actual drink and took a very long sip of her beer while Maggie chuckled at her expense.
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The third time, it wasn't even flirting. It was full on staring. They were out in the field, or really on their way to the field. They were in Maggie's squad car, responding to a murder scene. They'd been together for lunch with Kara when Maggie had received the call. With interest piqued, Alex asked to tag along.
And so they were in the car together and Alex was trying her hardest not to self combust. Because Maggie.
Fricken Maggie Sawyer.
Had put her hair up in a ponytail and her nice, long, delicious neck, where Alex could imagine herself dying of pure serenity while snuggled up against, was on display. And to top it off, her badge hung from a chain around her neck. To most people, the badge wouldn't really affect them.
But for Alex, it was hot. It was a reminder that Maggie was a badass cop who didn't take no for an answer. Maggie was a badass detective who could take down a perp twice her size. She loved when Maggie walked towards her with that swagger. Gun on her belt, badge around her neck. Yeah, that did it for Alex. Strong women. Mmmmm.
But back to the car.
Maggie noticed.
How could she not notice the two eyes boring a hole in the side of her head.
She parked the car in the lot beside the crime scene and started to exit, "Danvers, do I have something on my face? You've been staring at me for two miles."
Alex is shaken from her fantasy and follows Maggie's suit to get out of the car, "No, uhhh. Just thinking about…the case." she rambles.
And just her luck, as she's not paying attention, Alex shuts the hem of her jacket in the door. So when she takes a step away, she's stopped dramatically and almost falls right on her ass with a yelp. It looks rather like a cartoon dog, running full force, and being yanked back by their too-short leash.
Maggie rounds the car at the sound of the yelp, thinking Alex was hurt, just to find the agent - the senior DEO agent - had squatting, half in a split, on the ground with a chunk of her coat stuck in the door.
Maggie opens the door again, freeing the other woman's coat and holds out a hand to help her up, "Whenever you're ready, Danvers." The smile on her face is so smug, Alex just rolls her eyes and stomps off towards the scene, leaving a giggling Detective Sawyers behind her to follow.
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The fourth attempt at flirting was what did her in. Like, worst ever experience flirting. They're on their way to a field training seminar for the morning. Alex had invited Maggie along to join in the fun of spending government sanctioned "training" time in a glorified paintball course. She was sure this time, this time, she'd nail the whole flirting thing, and hopefully come off as badass. She'd been coming to this course for a few years now and knew every nook, cranny, hill, tree and cave. This was her home turf, and her time to flirt Maggie's pants off.
Well…not really. It's just a figure of speech.
However…
So, they suited up and chose their weapons. Alex and Vasquez were chosen as team captains. So when it came to Alex's first choice, of course she picked Maggie. Maggie skipped to her side from the pool of other DEO agents and bumped elbows with Alex as a sign of thanks.
Five minutes.
It took all of five minutes into the game for Alex to embarrass the hell out of herself.
They'd made their way to the home base to plant their flag and now Maggie and Alex were tasked with going out and getting the other team's flag across the course. But of course - or should I say butt of course - Alex had to let Maggie take lead. And of course. There was the ass; the glorious, glorious Maggie Sawyer ass. Just a few feet from her grasp.
She shook her head.
I need to stay focused and step up my game, she thought.
"Okay." she whispered, "Let's head around the side of this hill; there should be a hidden tunnel that gets us halfway into their side of the field."
With a nod, Maggie gestured for Alex to take the lead.
"Let's go." Alex said with a wink
Why the hell Alex thought it would be cool to run through mud, she'd never know. But as she tried to add a little shake of her hips and sashay to her run, Alex's foot found a hole, covered by a puddle of mud…and down she went. Face first, arms flailing and a yelp coming from her lips.
As she pushed herself into a pushup position to free her face from the mud, she almost felt like crying.
Not because her foot was in a ridiculous amount of pain, or that she might've broken her ankle, or stabbed her hand on a rock going down.
No.
This would be an embarrassed cry. An ugly, all out cry.
She wanted the hole beneath her to open up wider so she could just sink in and die.
Maggie's first response to the whole thing was to rush to her side and kneel by the fallen woman.
"Oh my god, Alex, are you okay?"
Alex slowly turned her body so she could sit and Maggie caught sight of her face, and she tried to hold back. You gotta hand it to Maggie for not actually bursting into a laugh right that second. Because Alex looked so darn cute all covered in mud and it was genuinely funny.
But she resisted and pursed her lips slightly. But Alex could still see it. And she was wishing more than ever that the hole thing happened and she could disappear.
The detective reached down to Alex's ankle, "You alright? The hole really took a hold of your foot."
Before she could answer, Maggie had touched her ankle and hit a tender spot, causing Alex to yelp again, and tears to form in her eyes.
"Okay, not alright. Let's call the medic."
Twenty minutes later, the medic had seen to Alex's cuts and scrapes and Kara had done an X-ray of her ankle.
"Anything broken?" Maggie asked as she walked up to the back of the medic's van. Alex was sitting in the open door of the van, with her whole leg propped up on the tailgate.
"Just my pride." The agent mumbled as she fidgeted with the hem of her muddy shirt.
"Good." Maggie says with a soft smile. She picked up a towel and bottle of water and began to wipe some of the mud off of Alex's cute little face, "I'd hope not. Because then I wouldn't be able to ask you to dinner tonight."
It took Alex a moment to understand what she'd said, but when she did, her head whipped up and hopeful eyes stared into Maggie's. "What?"
"I mean, I'd be just as fine with staying in and playing nursemaid to the injured warrior. But I'd like to save that for maybe like…date ten or something?" she said with a mischievous smirk
Alex's mind wandered to very inappropriate thoughts for a second before she shook her head to clear it, "Date? Me?"
Maggie chuckled. "Yes. Date. You. Me. Dinner. Tonight? You think I'd let all that stellar flirting go to waste?"
Alex's mind was blank as she stared, jaw dropped.
The lack of response, caused Maggie to second guess herself, "Unless I read this all wrong. In that case, let's forget about it." she said as she started to turn away.
But Alex, coming from her fog and only seeing Maggie move away, grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Wait. You want to date me? Me? The woman who is currently covered in dried mud and sticks? The woman who sprained her ankle and knee, trying to flirt but failed miserably?"
Maggie smiled softly and took Alex's cheeks in her hands, "I wouldn't go as far as to say failed." The detective could feel the heat in Alex's cheeks from her blush, "Don't get me wrong, if I find out there's footage of that fall, I will find it and I will use it as blackmail."
Alex rolled her eyes just before Maggie leaned down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. When she pulled away, Alex's eyes remained closed as she reveled in the after affects of the kiss.
"The point of flirting is to get someone to notice you. And Danvers…"
The agent's eyes opened slowly to look into deep brown.
"I noticed you the first moment I met you."
