If Jake Started Working For The FBI:

If Jake started working for the FBI:

FBI Agent: I’m not so sure you’re stakeout material...

Jake: I’m a chronic insomniac, I was born for this.

Dan: Don't trust that hacker, babe.

MC: Remember when I asked for your opinion?

Dan: ...No?

MC: Yeah, me neither.

Jake: I DO WHAT I WANT

Lilly: I'm telling MC.

Jake: No, wait!

IMAGINE:

Do you trust me?

The young hacker's fingers quickly typed across the keyboard, Yes. Maybe a bit too desperate, he thought, biting his lip. How could he answer her question without just putting himself out there again?

Would I have given you access to Hannah's cloud if I didn't?

But you don't me like that

Damn, MC was once again right. He barely knew anything about this mysterious girl, but somehow he felt like he did. It was as if they were supposed to meet, like their souls were coincidentally but eternally bound.

Maybe Jessy isn't the only person who felt an immediate connection with you.

Damn, Jake. What an idiot, what the heck was he doing?! He immediately berated himself, his fingers were betraying him, or was it his mind? He didn't know, but whatever it was, it wasn't safe.

Is that a compliment?

It is. I will talk to you later, MC.

Jake quickly logged off, heartbeat racing. He could feel sweat on his forehead as he wiped black, wavy hair from his eyes. Was he seriously blushing? Oh god, this was not good.

If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.

Jessy: Can I ask you a boy question?

MC: Sure.

Jessy: So, there’s this guy, Dan–

MC: Girl, you can do better.