33: "Why don't you model it for me?"

34: "You should wear that more often."

35: "Don't get any ideas."

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Paris, France 2017

Their was a simple silence after Rip explained the mission to the Legends. Every one repeating the words in their heads, while getting ready.

Most of the Legends stayed on the ship, while 4 of them do the dirty work.

Y/N is one of those four. Leonard Snart, Raymond Palmer and Sara Lance were the other 3.

The mission is quite simple, dress to impress, enter the Gala and steal Amaya her necklace back.

Amaya lost her necklace last mission and the people who found it put it in a museum. Because it's, of course, a very rare item, they organized a Gala.

Most of the Legends rolled their eyes as Rip explained what happen with the necklace. People are so predictable.

Y/N makes her way over to the fabrication room to get herself a dress. As Rip told her, she pick out a outfit to impress, only item missing was the dress.

After clicking a few buttons, a beautiful off the shoulder, black dress appeared. Y/N smiles at the stunning looking piece of clothing before grabbing it and walking back to her room.

She quickly enters her room and strips out of her clothes.

Y/N puts on the dress. She looks at herself in the mirror. The black dress fits her like a glove. The thight material clinging her curves in all the right places. Turning back to her desk, she picks up the pearl earrings and nacklace before turning back to her mirror.

She puts in the earrings and hangs the necklace around her neck. Y/N grabs the heeled shoes off her bed and sits on her desk chair to put them on. She straps the small black band around her ankles and turns in her chair to do her makeup.

After a while, redoing the smockey eye a couple of times, she is finally done and ready for her mission.

Y/N walks out of her room quietly while fixing a lose strand of her hair. Just as she turns the corner of a corridor, her arms is grabbed and she is dragged into a room. She lets out a yelp before hitting her boyfriend on his chest, hard.

"You idiot!"

"Easy there, hot stuff." Mick chuckles.

Y/N could feel him eyeing her up and down. She rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. "What do you want, Mick?"

Mick looks Y/N in her eyes before turning around and dropping himself on a chair.

"Well..." He begins. "I could list a view things."

Once again Y/N rolls her eyes, tapping her foot on the floor inpatiently.

Mick let his eyes once again roam over his girlfriend body. He couldn't help himself. Every curve was showing as the dress clinged them tightly. He licks his lips as his eyes go back up her body and looks at her plump lips.

"You should wear that more often." Mick smirks at the female in front of him.

Y/N lets out a laugh before placing her hand on her hips and sighs.

"Really?" She asks, smirking to herself. "You like it?"

Humming in agreement, Mick stares at the showing legs unashamed.

"Why don't you model it for me?" Mick asks as he rests his elbows on his knees, taking another look at the sexy little black dress.

Y/N scoffs, a smile playing on her lips.

"You would love that, wouldn't you?" Y/N teases as she takes a step closer to the pyromaniac. Her red painted lips never looked so good in Mick's eyes.

Y/N steps between his legs and places her hands on his shoulders. Mick his hands found her hips. He gives Y/N's hips both a firm squeeze.

"Don't get any ideas." Y/N tells Mick, gripping both his wrists and tugging them away for her. "I have a mission to attend to."

"You could skip." Mick grunts.

"But then this dress hasn't served its purpose. I thought you liked the dress, and it's for the mission, so..."

"Oh! I like the dress, baby girl." Mick laughs giving her a knowing look. "But it will look way better on my floor."

Mick pulls Y/N forward and onto his lap before attaching his lips to her neck with a groan.

"Y/N! You ready to -." A voice spoke suddenly, suprising both
Y/N and Mick. "I did not want to see that." Ray says as he places his hand in front of his eyes as a barrier.

Y/N laughs at her silly friend and gets of Mick lap, whixh earns her a pouting puppy like look from the pyromaniac.

"Then why don't you move it, Haircut." Mick growls annoyed by the shrinking scientist.

"Yeah, I... uhhh." Ray points to his left with his thumb before walking away quickly. But as soon as he left two other Legends replace his place. The buzzcut ice king and the blonde former assassin.

They look like a formal posh couple standing next to each other but Sara ruins that thought as she smirks, giving the telekinetic and pyromaniac a pointed look.

"No funny business when we have a mission." Snarts smirks at the assassin her words before nodding in agreement.

"Oh look at them, acting all responsible all of the sudden." Y/N says as she places her right hand on Mick's shoulder. She earns a chuckle from the stealing fire lover.

Leonard rolls his eyes before nodding to the side. "We got to go, Y/N."

Sara looks at her telekinetic friend one last time before walking off with Leonard as they both laugh at their friends.

"Idiots." Y/N laughs and sits back on Mick's lap, giving him a smile.

"I got to go, baby." She looks him in his eyes. Mick gives her a pleading look. Mostly because he doesn't want her to leave in that dress.

"But I promise I will make it up to you later." She tells him.

Mick his hands pads her right thigh. "Well get it over with then. The sooner you get back the better." He smirks. "Then I can show you how good that dress looks on my floor.

Y/N laughs at his words and kisses his lips one last time before getting up and walks out of his room.

She turns her head over her shoulder and blows him a kiss. "I love you, Mickey."

Mick smiles at the words, his soft side showing. "I love you, Y/N/N."