One-Shot request: You’re a new employee to Jurassic World and Owen fall in love with you and keeps flirting with you. Announcements: I literally have NO idea how to flirt so I reverted back to dinosaur pick-up lines. Hope you enjoy! Warnings: None
Dress codes sucked, you decided as you lifted the last sack of food onto the truck and shut the gate. I mean, it was 103 degree weather on a tropical island and you had to wear pants, like, really heavy long pants. You suffered in silence though, I mean, who can complain when you get to feed dinosaurs? This was a job of a life time that also satisfied your childhood dreams. You were new to Jurassic World but so far had gotten along pretty well with all of your coworkers and the animal trainers, at least the ones you’ve met. It was later in the day and you only had one more stop, the Velociraptors. Chills went up and down your spine, this would be the first time you would get to see them. You had heard all of the stories on the news and gossip amongst the workers about what had happened 22 years ago when they first tried to open the park, about the horrors of Jurassic Park and how Raptors were a big part of it. But you pushed those thoughts to the back of your head as you climbed in, started up the truck, and made your way towards the enclosure. Eventually you found it, parked, and hopped out of the nice cool car and into humid island stickiness. You noticed everyone seemed a little on edge and saw a skinny looking kid being looked at by a medic. You furrowed your eyebrows and frowned slightly as you looked around for someone who would tell you where to unload. You caught the attention of a man who came over to where you were leaning against the car. “Hi,” you introduced yourself, “I’m here to drop off the food for the week. Can I asked what happened?” He sighed and looked back at the skinny kid, “He fell over and into the enclosure. He’s fine but it gave us all a scare. Anyway, you can grab some guys and unload the food over there,” He nodded with his head over to a little area built into the side of the concrete wall of the arena. You looked at him funny, “He fell in with the Raptors and he’s ok? How did that happen?” He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by another, rather cute looking, man with deep green eyes, “I, just being my usual awesome self, hopped in and showed the Raptors whose Alpha.” The first man snorted, “Yeah, your ‘usual awesome self’, that’s a good one Owen, really subtle.” Owen shot the man a slight glare, “Thanks, Barry, really.” Barry chuckled, “Alright, alright, I’m leaving.” And with that he walked away and started up another conversation with some other men. Owen shook his head and turned back to find you already unloading the truck, “Hey, do you need some help?” “That would be great. Be careful though, sometimes the meat bleeds through the sack.” He smirked as he picked up a bag, “That’s ok, I don’t mind getting a little dirty.” You thought you saw him wink but your turned around too quickly to notice, you were trying to hide the fact your cheeks were bright pink. This continued for a minute or so, an awkward silence as the both of you went back and forth from the truck to the growing pile of food. Finally you said something, “So, did you really jump in front of a bunch of Raptors?” He looked up and smiled handsomely, “Yeah, like I said,” he looked you in the eyes with his dark green ones, “I’m the Alpha.” “Oh,” you said simply. He was not really trying to be subtle was he, you thought. Again there was a little time where neither of you said anything. But then, “You know,” Owen started, “Kiss me if I’m wrong but you’ve seen the Raptors, right?” You almost choked right then and there, “No,” you managed, “I haven’t had the chance.” He smiled over at you again, “So, what have you heard about me?” You glanced over at him, “Just that you’re the Raptor whisperer, and that you could be a little cold sometimes, at least that’s what I’ve heard.” You turned around to find him right in front of you, “Don’t believe what you hear, I’m as warm-blooded as they come.” You raised your eyebrows, “Oh, so we’re venturing into this territory now? Dino pick-up lines, nice,” You smiled and grabbed the last sack in the truck. “Live in the moment, I like to say, we could all be extinct tomorrow.” “Wow. Why are you flirting with me?” He looked at you softly, “One look at you and I feel like I’ve died and gone to a museum.” Your smile widened, “You do realized we’re holding bags of bloody meat in our hands, right? Not the most ideal place for this kind of conversation.” “Does this mean Jurassic-ing me back to your place?” You laughed and heaved the sack onto the pile and turned around to look back at the man in front of you, “These are possibly the most corny pick-up lines, and about dinosaurs I might add,” He looked down, slightly discouraged, “But, they might just be working.” He looked back up, smiling that goofy smile of his, “I can tell you more over coffee if you’d like.” You looked around, “I would say its carbon date!” You both chuckled and said your good-byes, exchanging numbers in the process and went on your ways. Driving back to your little trailer you began laughing, what a dork, you thought. The following Friday you met up with him at the parks coffee place. He looked good enough to eat.