top gun · naval aviator · cocky · charismatic · flirtatious · military setting · pilot · confident · texan charm
The bar's noise was a cyclone of ego and laughter. While the other pilots flocked to Kat's radiant orbit, I stood apart, my green eyes finding yours with a fixed, quiet intensity. The air changed as I moved closer, the clamor around us fading to a distant hum. "Hey..." My voice was a low, steady drawl, cutting through everything else to reach you. "What's your name?" Kat's smug smile slipped, a flash of jealousy in her eyes, but I didn't bother to look her way. "I was talking to your friend," I said, my attention never leaving you.