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It's me i'm a star ._.

Constellation

Masterlist Fluff mostly Pairing: PriceXReaderXNikolai Summary: Cuddles and make out session. AN: My periods wrote this.

“It's alright.” Johns fingers graze lightly down your shoulder.

“We are fine. We are here, together. You are safe, little star.” Nik's warm breath tickles the back of your neck.

But you can't stop the tears. A wet spot on Price's pillow grows wider under your cheek. John cups your face and guides you to look up at him. His gaze meets your tired red eyes and he sighs ruefully. John brings you closer in kisses your forehead, glancing at Nikolai.

There are many things in your decade long friendship that could have made others uncomfortable in your place. Others, but not you, John and Nikolai. You wouldn't let anything ruin the most treasured thing you have - this friendship. So forehead kisses are fine, ‘this reminds me of you’ photos of beautiful things are fine, dancing in the kitchen while you three are cooking is fine. Letters, that you receive from them from all over the world, ‘just because’ flowers, surprise hugs from behind - it's all fine. These things won't ever hurt your friendship.

Even falling for both of them slowly and inevitably won't do so. As long as you keep it to yourself. Which is not the easiest thing to hide, when you find out, John came back from a deployment injured.

A friend might have made sure, Price is actually doing fine and just needs a few days of bed rest, and visited him with a care package. A girl, who was desperately in love, came to him as soon as her working day was over and cried ugly, curled up next to him. You started calming down only when Nikolai came, climbed on his friend's bed and scooped you in a tight hug.

And so you three are lying: Nik's arms around your waist, your face in Price's hands. Time to time, one of them half whispers something soft to you. And with each ‘we are fine’, ‘you are safe’, ‘It's going to be alright’ you return to normal little by little.

It's their voices working their magic on you. Husky, low, rich and warm tones. If only these men knew, what can they do to you just with a short whisper. Sure they calm you down now, but they can drive you crazy as well, lead your mind to the places, you're too ashamed to acknowledge.

John wipes away your tears with his wide warm thumbs, Nikolai hums a melody over your ear. You remember it vaguely. Something in Russian. Something about a star, that he begs to shine on no matter what. It's not a lullaby, but always brings you peace and he remembers it.

They distract you: telling you little silly stories about their deployments, arguing, jokingly grumbling at each other. You even start laughing. Then Nikolai brings tea for you and meds for John. Price immediately puts on his most suffering and dissatisfied expression, and you with Nik barely hold back the laughter.

You try a good dozen of ways to convince Price to behave like a grown up and just swallow all his pills finally. Everything from plain flattery to threats is thrown at the grumpy man. And then you resort to bargaining.

“Eat your meds now, and I will kiss you.” You laugh. Nikolai chuckles.

But John looks serious.

He scoops all the remaining meds and throws them into his mouth, topping it up with the remaining water. All not breaking an eye contact with you.

“Done.” After one Price's word, the room falls silent.

It's only then, when your own word sink in. You promised him what once again? Unable to bear his gaze, you hide your eyes, looking down his wide neck, to the concave, the point, where the outlines of his muscular chest begin to show.

This neck is made for grabbing onto it in search for a stabilizing point, while this man is…

Your face is burning. It's hot, suffocating hot in here. Not just because the man, you've been dreaming to kiss, waits for your touch, but also because the other man, you've been dreaming to kiss is burning your back with his gaze.

John doesn't move closer, since the distance between you two is already almost non-existent. He would never force you. But he doesn't move away either.

And your wildest hopes and dreams are screaming, that's because he wants this. But you would rather die than do anything stupid and lose Johns and Nikolai's friendship.

You stretch your arm and touch his cheek, moving to his eye level. It's not that easy, giving the fact, that you have to balance on a pile of soft bed covers between two men, pushing the mattress down to both sides around you just with their weight.

You frantically plan how to turn this all into a joke, when you feel it. Very soft, but absolutely intentional. A push right between your shoulder blades. You lose your balance and fall forward.

The world around you cuts out, when your lips meet. First you feel his warmth engulfing and penetrating you at the same time. Then you hear him breathing you in. You don't move - it is enough for you just lay like this next to him, lips pressed to his as he takes another deep breath in, steadying himself.

You drown in a mix of scents: Johns aftershave, a hint of Niks cologne, cigar smoke and a light musk, almost disappearing, but still daring, seducing. It takes you some time to force yourself to move back. Not far - just a few centimeters, so that when John speaks again - his hot breath rolls down your lips.

“Wait.” John's hands gather your small frame and bring you back.

The second kiss is so much more. There is a lot of holding back, but behind it all you feel a need, a borderline desperation in every motion. Every time his lips catch yours in another intoxicating touch - you feel a promise.

A promise of so much more to come, if you just let him closer, if you trust him enough. But when his tongue leaves a short warm wet trail between your lips - you forget even about the promises, his body gives you. John Price doesn't taste like a black tea, smoke and meds - he tastes like the end of you. And such a beverage is better savored in little sips, so it doesn't go out in a second.

You make an incredible effort to stifle the groan that is tearing out. Your breathing is labored, your cheeks are burning with heat. But all that matters right now: John's lips on yours, his hands pulling you closer by your waist... and another hand gently brushing the hair off your shoulder, exposing the back of your neck.

This feeling paralyzes you, like a lightning, rolling down your spine, echoing in every single nerve. Nikolai. The one to turn you into an absolute mess with just one touch. You are afraid to admit, how good his touch feels, when you're kissing John. It simultaneously soothes and provokes you. John touches your lips once again, and you open your mouth wide enough to let his tongue slip deeper.

This time you both can't hold back your quiet moan and his velvety growl. But your mind slowly comes back to the point, where you can draw a connection between kissing one of your best friends and losing both of your best friends.

You pull away. Panting, you manage to muster only one word. For John, for Nikolai, for yourself.

“I'm sorry.”

“What's wrong, little star?” Nik presses his broad chest against your back, and you immediately feel small and helpless.

“We overstepped?” John lets go of your waist, giving you full freedom of movement.

Did he just say ‘we’?

You look him in the eyes, the most beautiful blue eyes, the universe could ever create, and feel so deeply ashamed, it makes you want to die right here and now. You love John, deeply and dearly, but…

“Talk to me, little star.”

There it is. The “but”. It's not Nikolai's fault, you love him as madly as John. There must be something wrong with you, because this kiss, you've been dreaming of for so long, still feels incomplete. And it won't feel complete until you feel Niks lips just as you felt Johns.

“I'm sorry, I should have…” You can't even muster a coherent answer as you feel a heavy lump, coming up your throat and stinging your eyes. You can't even explain to them, how deeply fucked are you.

“No-no-no, what's with the horrified eyes, zvezdochka*?” Nikolai cups your face gently, and you turn fully to him. “No, don't worry. You see, John is already much better. I think, he will take his meds religiously from now on. Don't you, Price?”

“I will.” John's voice is still breathy and gruff.

“I just… Can we forget-”

Nik cuts you off by planting a soft, caring kiss on your forehead. He had this habit of kissing your face innocently for ages, but right now his touch means so much more than ever before.

Forgiveness. Maybe even approval.

He doesn't move away, and you hide in a shadow under his chin.

“Talk to me, little star. What brought you down? What made you cut off such a beautiful kiss?”

You feel Nikolais deep voice reverberating in his chest, you relax under Johns palm, resting on your back. And then you find a courage to speak.

“I didn't want you to feel left out. This must sound disgusting, it's so complicated to tell it in a way, it would sound normal.”

“Mind if I help you?” You feel his lips forming every syllable as he still presses them against your skin.

You nod and feel his smile.

His lips travel down your left cheek, leaving a trail of feather kisses. You didn't even think, that this man can be so tender. You close your eyes, letting him take away all your doubts one by one.

There's only his breath hitching with little chuckles between the kisses, the cradle of his palms, bringing you closer, the comfort of his voice, when his lips hover over yours.

“May I kiss you?”

You're too deep in the embrace of his grace to remember, that it's supposed to be wrong. Another nod, a subtle one, but it's enough. Nikolai doesn't just kiss - he tastes, explores your lips, while the easy caress of his fingers is mapping over the places where you’re tense and knotted. Every touch is intoxicating, it lures you even further until you give in and relax completely. Your hand snakes to the back of his head, fingers drown in his dark hair, and Nikolai purrs into your mouth. He's so attentive to your desires, that he parts his lips right away, when he feels the touch of your tongue.

Go on. Try him. Have him the way you wanted for so long.

As you indulge yourself in this lasting kiss, a wave of heat awakes on the back oh your shoulder and runs in every direction of your body. John was so quiet, so soft, that you didn't even notice him, until he tugged the collar of your shirt down and placed a long kiss against your exposed skin.

But when you realize what is happening, your brain refuses to keep functioning. You're trapped between their warm figures dwarfing your body, but you feel free for the first time around them. You catch John's head blindly in a silent plead to not leave you and to your joy, he only closes the gap between you two. You feel lightheaded as their lips leave wet trails on your face, neck and shoulders.

“A wildly beautiful little star. So gentle, so generous for us.” You practically feel Nikolai's content smile before he nips your skin lightly, drawing a sharp inhale from you.

“I don't want to leave this bed. Ever.” John's husky rumble echoes inside your chest.

Each time you turn your head to either of them and your lips meet yet again - you hear their low hums, growing into nearly moans. They don't mind sharing. Quite the opposite, to be precise: they welcome the idea. But each of them is just so hungry for more of you - their voices give them away.

“You smell bloody delicious, darling.” Price's beard tingles your jaw, as he speaks.

“You taste delicious,” tops up Nikolai.

As if their lips weren't enough to drive you to the edge - their hands become more demanding with every next little squeeze, every brush of fingertips against the exposed skin. You barely control yourself, trying to hold on to both of them. But they make sure, you're being taken care off carried away from the world in their arms.

It feels so good - it's almost too much. You can't even remember yourself, when a long moan escapes you. And they both stop. Still holding you gently, still stroking your hair, they both give time and space to find yourself in this very moment. But instead of that, your mind in being swarmed with a million of questions immediately.

Do they hate you now? Think you're insane? Is this the end of your friendship?

“I need to stop.” You freeze in horror, thinking that they will let go of you right there.

But they don't. They still hold you, just don't try to kiss you again.

“I'm sorry, I-”

“Don't be.” John brushes a strand of hair from your forehead.

“Little star is absolutely right to put this on pause, John. We need to take things slow, if we don't want to fuck any of this up.” Nikolai looks from Price back to you and smiles. “Both me and John been waiting for a long time, zvezdochka. Seems like forever. Just for a single touch. For a single minute spent this close.”

You turn to John with eyes full of disbelief. And he speaks to you.

“A last thing, I would want, is to rush into this, and push, and… bloody lose this.” He runs his fingers down your cheekbone and touches the very corner of your shy smile. “So how about we call this a goodnight kiss? You can stay here, I'll go crash on a couch.”

“Or I can drive you home, if you feel like you need time alone to let things settle in, little one,” adds Nik, pressing you against his chest.

You freeze in uncertainty for a moment. And then a question emerges from the deepest layers of your uncertainty.

“Was it a good kiss?”

Price smiles, bringing his face once again closer to yours.

“The first thing I do tomorrow - I write Nikolai, asking if today wasn't my feverish dream. That's how good it was. Then we will start to figure out, how to ask you for a date. Not a friend date - a real one. I will be eating my meds like a happy idiot, smiling to the memory of you here. And I will count hours to that date, should you say yes. That's how good it was.”

You close your eyes to his lips touching against your cheeks.

Later that evening Nik will drive you home and you will ask him, if hes not disappointed by everything, that happened, or not happened.

“Disappointed?” He will chuckle. “I've had the best nights I have had in… cant remember, how long.”

He will keep things sweet and relatively soft on your threshold: just a few lingering, but not too long kisses.

“Give us just a little time, my star, let us believe in our own luck, realise, that you do indeed want the same thing as we two - and we will take you on the best date, you ever had.”

*zvezdochka - little star

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 3 days

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Love you ❤️

In the spirit of my ask for @nrdmssgs about Zhar's friendship canons, I ask the same, Mini's friendship canons with the 141+the girls and whoever else you want <3 Use generalities if you want of any of your AUs or my fic, don't care. Love you <3

Mini, the social butterfly. Let’s see all the friendships between her and all the 141 men + my dear moot’s OC’s

I will make note if its either Military or Civilian version of Mini 🙂

Simon

Simon, the first time he meets Mini, thinks of her as just another annoying MacTavish. (which is true…)

(Civilian Mini) from the moment Soap joined SAS, Soap often mentioned his teammates.

Mini is glad his brother has someone he could trust and lean on to in the military.

When Mini finally gets to meet Ghost in person, she latches onto him like superglue.

Hassles him like how she hassles Soap.

“So you are the infamous Ghost!” “.....” “mmmm… nice mask. Do you wash it often?”

(Military Mini) Ghost’s aloof exterior made Mini hesitant to approach him at first. But the stubborn Scottish girl inside her was determined to forge a friendship with this Silent British man.

The two MacTavish siblings' determination to include them into their family life slowly breaks down his tough barrier. Dragging him to family gatherings. Easter.. Christmas..you name it.

His final defence crumbles as Ma MacTavish “You are always welcome in this family. You are the other son that I never have…” ( and also the older not-my-birth-son that can control my two bampot children.)

Simon started to see Mini as his younger sister.

Just as overly protective of her as Soap. Silently looking out for him. But can be as nagging like Soap half of the time.

“.... where are you going?” “You are not dating an asshole are you.” “Why are they touching you?” “Soap said someone dumped you. Tell me where they live, I'll teach them a lesson.”

Mini hassles him in return. “Got someone?” “No? Want me to introduce someone to you? What's your preference?” “Oh you got someone on your mind?Let me set up a date for you…”

Mini always knows, if she is in trouble or needing help, she could always count on Simon to be there for her.

Soap

Well, the MacTavish Siblings.

Despite the age gap, these two are very close.

Pretty much can communicate with eyes and subtle body languages.

*eye roll* , *shrugging* *slump shoulder* “...Soap said he will very EAGERLY offer himself for the first watch.” “... how did you know?” “ He told me.” “... none of us heard a word come out of either of your mouths.”

Mini looks up to her older sibling. Follows him around all the time when she was young.

(Military Mini) One of the main reasons why she followed him into the military, despite Soap’s dismay and protest.

(Civilian Mini and military Mini) The amount of mishaps and injuries acquired by Johnny with all the things he gets up to aspiring Mini to become a medic/work in the health field.

Overprotective big brother.

Nagging hen mother when he catches any wind about Mini’s possible love life.

The two often have arguments over this.

“Stop treating me like a 12 year old!” “But you are still young!” “Johnny, I AM AN ADULT!”

But Soap is always there to comfort her every heartbreak she experiences.

Cried his eyes out when Mini got married. ( even worse than their Ma and Da.)

The best uncle Mini’s kid could have.

Gaz

Two peas in a pod.

Gossip exchanger. “Did you hear about the other team…” “OH that.. I have more info about.. “ “DO TELL”

(Military Mini) Often spend time together in the common room chatting away about anything and everything. Or doing things together. Movie… crocheting..( more Gaz teaching Mini handcrafts than the other way round.)

Price often jokes about these two should be in the intelligence. And he doesn't know what is worse, Soap and Gaz combo or Mini and Gaz combo.

(Civilian Mini) Just like Simon, Mini hears stories about Soap’s team mates all the time. Shit and giggles Soap and Gaz get up to….

So by the time Mini finally gets to meet the team, she felt like she knew all about them.

(Military Mini) Gaz was the first few people to welcome her into the team, not judging her getting into SAS with such a low rank.

Always looking out for her. But letting her explore and learn the ropes herself.

Unlike Ghost and Soap, Gaz and Mini’s friendship is more than “brothers” and more of best friends.

Gaz often carries Mini’s favourite snack on him, feeding her when she is in a sulky mood.

“How did you manage to placid my sister so fast??!!” “by feeding her / By not pissing her off.”

Common conversation between Soap and Gaz. He knows his good friend well.

Mini would ask Gaz to be her “Man of Honour” for her wedding.

Price

Mini looks up to Price as a Mentor, calm and collected adult “She aspires to be.”

(Military Mini) Price often wondered why he made the decision to put two MacTavishes in the same team.

(Military Mini, Lady Fortuna) Met with a lot of resistance from people when he decided to put an inexperienced low ranking officer into the team. But he stood by his decision and trusted his instinct. And Mini is forever grateful for that.

(Military Mini) Doesn’t immediately step in if there are conflicts in the team. Quietly observe and let Mini handle the situation. Only giving her support if needed. Not giving anyone a chance of accusing favouritism. ( although everyone knew Price will come after them one way or another if Mini gets bullied or unfair treatment…)

Slowly steers her in the right direction. Nudges her along, to grow herself.

Trust his judgement. Most times. “… Why did you buy that whisky? OH no.. you didn’t..” “Cham is going to strangle you if you do that.”

The two often bond over a glass of whisky. Mini enjoys listening to the stories, even though Price is hesitant telling her the “stories not fit for a young lady’s ears”, Mini surprises him with thoughtful comments and questions.

“There’s those two old people drinking whisky again.” “Whisky is for the sophisticated people.” “How about bourbon?” “Ghost. Please.”

Mini asked Price to be one of her witness for her little secret wedding (... who with? )

Mini is forever thankful to Price for saving her brother (Soap got shot and died?? Says who? Never happened….)

Christine “Riot” Vega ( belongs to @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot)

(Military Mini) Like Ghost, Riot’s quiet personality made Mini hesitant to approach her at first. Just quietly following commands of Riot and Petra.

Mini starts to notice little things Riot will do for her. (lady of service)

“Want some chocolate?” Mini asked one day, sitting in the common room,reading a book, with a box full of assorted sweets. Riot shook her head, but hesitated for a second before she reached for one of the chocolate. Mini cocked up her eyebrow and said nothing.

Same thing happened again when Mini offered again. She noticed Riot likes certain brands of chocolate only.

“I baked some chocolate biscuits for you… Johnny said they are the few things that I cook that won’t kill him. Oh don’t worry, I only use flake chocolate in there. Or um.. if you don’t want that… I got shortbread?” Mini offered timidly after she decided to gather up her courage and initiate the conversation.

That seems to break the ice.

After that, Mini often asks Riot to teach her how to cook and bake more savoury stuff. ( she knew Riot likes savoury over sweets… plus Mini isn’t exactly a good cook. Competent, yes, but nothing spectacular.)

Mini is one of the first people to notice the strange awkwardness between Riot and Ghost.

“...Something happening between you and Ghost?” “NO.” “You are quite fast to deny that…have you guys even held hands yet?” “Just push that man into bed. Don’t worry, he will be gentle with you.” “MINI!”

Trying to be the nosy matchmaker for the surprisingly relationship shy woman.

But once she understands her past, she is more determined to try to make her happy ( and her adopted brother Simon happy.)

Mini started a little lady’s tea club for Riot, Zhar and Petra. ( more for the sake of Riot and Zhar ) to get them to be more sociable.

Riot is Mini’s go to person if any of the boys are being unreasonable. She knew she could trust Riot to slap the boys into behaving themselves.

Olga 'Zhar' Samoilova (belongs to @nrdmssgs)

Mini is extremely scared of the Russian lady.

(Military Mini) Always seeing her standing by Nikolai’s side, his best right hand person…. And something more? But she doesn’t dare to approach her without another teammate with her.. Nor initiate any conversation. Strictly work stuff.

Until one day, she rescues her from Nikolai.

“NIKOLAI, told you to stop hassling the poor girl!!” “but..” “NO BUTS. She’s got enough on her plate, do it yourself. Or tell Krueger to help you.”

“Let me know if that идиот ( idiot.) hassles you again.”

Mini sees Zhar as an extremely capable soldier that she probably never dreams of achieving. Mini essentially idolises her.

(In the Mini x Nik universe) “Olga…””yes?” “Can I ask you for a favour? I got an appointment to go to… Nikolai is busy.. Would you mind keeping an eye on my little one for a bit?”

Mini could see the hesitation in Zhar’s eyes. But Mini uses her best innocent puppy eye tactic to convince her.

Mini came back from her appointment/errand and her little bubby is cooing in Zhar’s arm, with her rocking her gently and singing a Russian lullaby.

Mini realises she has a soft spot for her little Anya. After that, Zhar quietly ask if Mini or Nik need a break from parenting and тётя Olga ( along with дядя Yuri who been roped in ) is more than happy to babysit.

(In the Nikolai x Zhar Universe) Once Zhar seems to be more relaxed around Mini, one of her favourite activities is dragging Zhar out.

“You need a break Olga. And come! Come shopping with me!””Nik would totally love this dress on you. Or wait, maybe he would love that dress OFF you…. Why is your face so red?”

Just like what Mini did with Riot, she drags Zhar into the lady’s tea club, trying to get her to be more sociable.

Mini trusts Zhar with all her heart. Especially with scaring Nikolai away.

Mylène 'Petra' Scholten de Ridder (belongs to @siilvan )

Mini’s future sister in law in some universe *chuckle*

Heard a lot of stories about the elite Dutch soldier and her siblings.

(Military Mini) Like Riot, Mini was scared to approach her outside work at first. Since they are essentially an old prestigious military noble family, why would they care about a countryside Scottish girl?

Mini has this fear of her being perceived as a “Nepo baby” due to her connections with Soap and other team members. So she just lowered her head, worked hard, and followed the commands. Petra sees it all.

Petra was the first one to jump out and defend her when people have opinions about Mini’s existence in the team, much to Mini’s surprise.

”I am the one working with her, I am her superior. I know her ability. Got a question?”

Mini slowly came out from her shell with Petra as she gathered up her courage and asked Petra for help if she needed it.

Petra is the one that helps her to train and pushes her along to refine her skills.

Once they get to know each other better, these two are close like sisters.

The one that saved Mini and Soap’s life ( again, what canon?)

Petra wants to tear her hair out how dense Mini is. ”Why not become my real sister? My brother seems to be interested in you…” “Huh? You sure.. he’s very close with that Kamarov guy.. I’m sure it's just in your mind.”

Funny enough, Mini with how dense she is… she's the one that nudges Petra to not to be so hesitant with her relationship.

”I’m sure Yuri wants to take you out on a date…””No he doesn’t.””….he’s been staring at you for the last … two hours.”

Helping Mini to drag Zhar and Riot into the lady’s tea club. That’s how the Lastochka club was formed.

BONUS : Nikolai

“Lastochka!” “*scream*”

The Strange Russian man that loves to tease her.

Even after few years working alongside him, Mini still doesn’t know how to deal with him sometimes.

But when it comes to serious business, just like Zhar, Nikolai isn’t hesitant about protecting the little young Lastochka.

“ Need extra weapon? Need me to …. Make someone disappear?” “Uh no thank you.. Just.. go make Olga Happy.” “… I am trying my best.”

The reliable Russian uncle.

#my lovely moot #call of duty #call of duty original characters #love you so much

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