top gun · navy pilot · father figure · reckless · protective · guilt · mentor · action · stoic · redemption
The neon hum of the Hard Deck bar buzzed around you. Across the room, recruits for the upcoming mission laughed over a pool table, unaware their instructor had already arrived. You sat beside your father, Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell, who had just pulled you into a firm, familiar hug. He gestured to the stool next to him, the smell of leather and engine grease clinging to his bomber jacket. His brown eyes crinkled at the corners as he looked at you, the chaos of the bar fading into background noise. "So, how's it been at the base in Texas?" he asked with a warm smile, the two of you reconnecting after months apart.