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Violation (Simon "Ghost" Riley メ Female "Cobra" Sergeant)
A/N: Thank you for 25 followers and the love for my first fanfic, it means a lot :)
Summary: You disobey Ghost's order and go after Soap to help him finish Graves which leaves Riley furious.
Warnings: blood, curse, angst
Wordcount: 5.4k (got a little carried away, oops)
”You heard me,” Ghost replied dryly. ”You don’t have to work under my watch if you feel like obeying my orders would be too difficult for you.”
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You would have never expected to come this far.
After a few years of being on the field, you lost count of how many times you played death.
Sometimes it terrified you how close you had come to falling out of the game.
There was a time you were counting with Soap, making a race of who had cheated death more times. But that was until Ghost ordered you two to stop it. He didn’t find close death calls that amusing, not even when trying to let his guard down a little.
Ghost also hated if someone disobeyed his orders. He was a lieutenant, after all, it was his job as a superior to send orders and come up with plans.
And it was your job to listen to him and obey without a question.
But it was quite a fury when your brain went to a battle against your heart.
In such a situation, what do you listen to? Your morality or your feelings?
After Price had fallen with his plane, you were about to go with Ghost to secure that site and help him.
When you heard Soap’s heavy cough on the radio while Graves was coming closer to him, you were hiding behind a wreck while Ghost was a few meters away.
You knew that this time was different.
Soap was dying, and Rodolfo was not answering his calls. Your heart missed a beat when realization sunk in.
As far as you were concerned, Ghost didn’t need you. He was an excellent fighter and shot after all, if anything, you would have only slowed him down.
You were good at your job but you couldn’t reach up to Ghost.
None of you could.
However, Ghost didn’t even want to hear about you returning to the training ground where Soap and Rodolfo had gone to.
”Cobra, you stay where you are.” Ghost’s voice was serious and impatient while he was trying to clear his path toward Price.
”Soap and Rodolfo are in trouble!” you beamed as the rain of bullets sieging your cover hasn’t come to an end yet.
Ghost turned his head in your direction, his eyes widening when he saw the determined look on your face.
”Cobra, do not leave my side, do you hear me?” Ghost raised his voice to overcome the loud snap of bullets.
You knew that Ghost would be fine if you left. Sometimes his lethal tactics made you feel like he was born with knives.
”I’ll have to help them.”
Ghost’s eyes were storming with his rage as you didn’t even try listening to him.
”Cobra, I won’t repeat myself.” Ghost was losing the little patience that has left in his body.
Realizing that he’d never give you a green light about your choice, you tightened your grip on your gun and made a run for it when Ghost turned away to shoot the enemies.
You heard him shout your name raucously in the distance when he realized that you were gone.
You almost stopped running by the firmness in his voice that made the hair on your arms stand.
He was mad, furious even and you knew that after the end of the day, he would not praise you if you succeeded.
Ghost hated if someone was disobeying him, you knew that, and still, even though it was the right thing to do, you felt guilty that you played him like that.
You’ve never crossed the line with Ghost, never.
You’d be lucky if he’d be able to trust you again.
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When the explosion happened, you thought that the world was splitting for a second. The ground was shaking and even though you protected your head, several pieces of ruins have cut into your skin wherever they could.
It took more than a minute for your ears to start functioning again as Soap was coming over to you. He was just as dirty and bloody as you were.
”Cobra, are you with me?” Soap asked, kneeling down next to you with a wince.
Your face flinched as you took a piece of rock out of your face, feeling your blood fighting a way down your cheek through the dirt.
”I think so,” you whispered. Your head felt both empty and heavy at the same time.
The flames of the tank were dancing in Soap’s eyes as he studied you before sitting down with a groan.
Rodolfo joined you two with a frown on his face as he pressed his hand against his abdomen.
”Did I win this time?”
You narrowed your eyes. Soap’s humor didn’t know boundaries. The man has almost died and he still had enough energy to joke around.
”You wish, MacTavish.”
You shared a brief laugh with Soap at the absurdity of the situation.
Rodolfo leaned in with furrowed eyebrows, ”What’s so funny?”
You shook your head and wiped the blood off your face. You didn’t want to ruin Rudy’s innocent mind, he probably wasn’t the type to make fun of deadly situations anyway.
Probably because he was normal, you thought.
There was a moment when you thought that everything would end before the explosion. You’ve never been more scared or startled when you felt pure fear tightening your chest.
You’ve witnessed many deaths and explosions but this time was different. Knowing the person, serving with him, cracking jokes like real friends, who were about to kill you in a heartbeat was worse.
Betrayal was one of the things that left a bitter feeling inside you because your duty was built on trust and loyalty.
And without any of those, everything would fall apart.
Soap touched the radio on his chest, ”Soap to Ghost. I’m with Cobra and Rudy. Graves is KIA. How’s Price?”
There was only a beat of silence before Ghost’s voice could be heard.
”Angry. Lost a good cigar in the crash… Pilot’s okay too. Out.”
You shivered at the coldness in Ghost’s voice. After all, you would have expected him to be relieved that everyone made it but the distance he had put up was a clear sign of his annoyance toward you.
”Hey, everything all right?” Soap nudged your shoulder then hissed when pain stabbed through his arm.
”Ghost is really mad at me.”
This was the first time you pushed your luck with Ghost and considering that he was practically your boss, it scared you.
You knew that you did the right thing but your stomach turned into a knot at the thought of having to face Ghost in the next half hour.
”He’ll come around,” Soap said. ”You saved our lives.”
”Yes but he didn’t want me to come here at all. You should have seen him, he was furious.”
Soap sighed and pulled his knees to his chest before leaning his elbows on them.
”You did the right thing.”
But should doing the right thing make you feel this guilty and scared?
Taking your time, the three of you left the tank behind, facing the other part of the group.
Soap kept talking to you while you were helping him walk on the cement but your calmness left your body when you saw Ghost in the distance with Price.
When he looked at you for a brief moment, his eyes turned cold as he watched you approach.
”He’s probably mad because I’m alive,” Soap tried to brighten your mood with a joke and you let yourself smile a little.
”Nice try, Sergeant.”
It meant a lot to you that Soap tried to help you relax a little bit. You’ve been through one hell of a day after all.
Which could be only crowned with Ghost’s disappointment.
It didn’t take him much time to let his anger run through his veins once you’d come to a stop.
”Are you out of your fucking mind?!” Ghost asked.
His voice cut through you like a knife and you hated to see that you burnt down a bridge between you and him.
”Lt…” Soap started.
”I’m talking to Cobra, Sergeant.” Ghost snapped with venom in his voice.
”Thank you for sending her to us. We would have died without her.” Rodolfo spoke up after taking his skull mask off.
At first, you thought that Rudy was stepping on thin ice, lying to Ghost but also trying to make him understand that they needed you.
Ghost weighed Rudy’s words for a moment before his eyes found you again. You could see every possible hostile feeling flashing through them when you were only looking for relief.
”Yes, don’t be harsh on her, Lt.” Soap said and tightened his grip around you.
Ghost’s eyes dropped to Soap’s hand holding into your shoulder before he let out a deep breath.
You didn’t want the boys to take responsibility for your rushed actions, so you cleared your throat.
”Can I talk with Ghost?” You asked and Soap looked down at you. ”Alone.”
Rudy and Soap shared a knowing look before Soap withdrew his arm and let Rudy lead him away to Price who looked more than pissed about his wasted cigar.
Ghost was silent for a minute while the boys left the era. He had his arms crossed, his eyes were unreadable.
You waited for him to lash out and bring you down with words that he knew would leave a trail behind in your heart.
But Ghost didn’t say anything.
Even if he was still angry, he kept in himself while glaring into the distance, taking heavy breaths.
You watched his chest rise and sink a few times before you collected the strength you needed to speak up.
”I know what you want to say,” your voice was calm and vulnerable.
He took a sharp breath before he shook his head, still not looking at you.
”You have no idea what I want to say right now.”
Suddenly, he felt like a stranger which hurt your feelings because you’ve been through so much together that you wouldn’t have thought that saving his best friend would piss him off like that.
Perhaps, he didn’t have a problem with you saving Soap but how you’d completed that.
Ignoring his orders, not listening to him, or maintaining the danger that was waiting for you.
It would have ended in a way you wouldn’t have even thought about it.
”I had to go back for them. They needed help.”
Ghost snapped his head toward you, his eyes piercing through you.
”You disobeyed me, Cobra.” Ghost lowered his voice. ”You made it pretty clear back there that I’m not your lieutenant and that you are ready to run to your death once you have the opportunity.”
His words didn’t surprise you but that didn’t erase the pain they caused.
”That’s not true.”
”No?” Ghost echoed, his voice shifting for a second. ”Tell me then. Did you even think about what could happen?”
You didn’t say anything but still answered his question.
”Did you even stop to think that you’d end up dead? Just like that?” Ghost continued and your throat tightened.
He was right, and he knew that, that’s why he wasn’t giving you enough time to answer because he knew that you had nothing to say regarding your trepidity.
”I had to do something,” you said. ”There are times when you can’t stop to think things through because every second is important. Someone’s life could be on the line.”
”Because is it much better if it’s your life that will be on the line then?” Ghost leaned forward with a sinister glare.
”I have nothing to lose.”
Ghost’s eyes darkened a little hearing your answer.
”Do you really think that would be fucking fair with everyone? Watching you die just because you think you are nothing?”
Slowly, you realized where his anger was really coming from. He wasn’t only mad because you violated his order, but he also didn’t like the fact that you were underestimating yourself.
”There was no time, I had to do something.”
”What if all three of you died? Where would that get us?” Ghost asked sharply.
”But we didn’t.” You argued with no will to continue this confrontation.
”I’m a lieutenant, which means that you do as I say,” Ghost continued firmly. ”I don’t give orders just because I have nothing better to do. There is a reason for every decision I make.”
His words echoed in your head as you watched Soap give you a small encouraging smile. They had no idea how badly Ghost’s words have crushed you.
”Feel free to quit if you think you can’t work in a team.”
Your eyes widened and you turned back to him. You wished that you misheard him but the look in his eyes proved you otherwise.
”What?”
”You heard me,” Ghost replied dryly. ”You don’t have to work under my watch if you feel like obeying my orders would be too difficult for you.”
You never felt so hurt by simple words before. He had never been this cold toward you, in fact, after Graves’s betrayal, it seemed like he let you closer to him.
But now it felt like you fell back to the start where you were only strangers.
”Why are you making such a big deal about this?” You asked.
”Because you don’t value your life at all. And I don’t need soldiers who never think about themselves.”
It was ironic that he was saying that when deep down he felt the same. He always fought with the thought that he might not make it. But when it came to you, Ghost couldn’t bear the thought of you getting hurt, let alone getting killed.
He would be never able to forgive himself for that.
”You disobeyed yourself back then, you know,” you said as you hugged yourself and took a step back.
Ghost felt uneasiness in his heart at the sight of you putting distance between you two. And even though he knew that he hurt you, he wouldn’t take a word back. Because you overstepped a line when you disobeyed him.
”Me?”
You nodded, ”When you waited for Soap at the church. You always work alone and back there you didn’t even think to not help him survive the night.”
Ghost dropped his gaze to your hands, studying your bruises and fresh wounds with an intense stare.
”And now you are mad at me because I did the same?” You touched your throat, your words creeping into his mind, haunting him.
Ghost knew where you were coming from, that’s why he didn’t answer.
His eyes said it all.
”Fuck you, Simon.” You whispered, your voice almost breaking as you walked away from him. You didn’t want him to praise you because it wasn’t something he’d do. All you wanted him to do was understand why you ignored his orders.
”Cobra…” Ghost’s voice was calmer as he turned after you, watching you with soft eyes as you walked away from him.
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Back at the base, everything seemed normal and fine.
Price made a toast as the task enjoyed their last time winning with honest smiles and shining eyes.
However, Ghost was nowhere to be seen or found.
It made you less uncomfortable now that you didn’t have to face him after the fight you just had before returning to the base.
You didn’t tell anyone what Ghost had said to you. You only let the others know that he wasn’t utterly happy that you disobeyed his orders.
”Where is Ghost?” asked Price after a few minutes now that everyone started eating and chatting with each other.
Your stomach stunk as you fixed your gaze, not daring to look at the captain.
”I don’t know,” Soap said. ”Probably celebrating alone.”
”Now that’s something he’d do.” Alejandro said with a small nod.
You were glad that neither Soap, Rodolfo, or Price had talked to you about Ghost. They knew that he was getting impatient with you but they knew that it wasn’t their business.
”Last time I saw him, he was on the roof,” Soap lowered his tone as he leaned close to your ear.
You furrowed your eyebrows.
”And?”
Soap gave you a side glance.
”You should go talk to him.” Soap advised and you immediately shook your head.
”I don’t think he wants to see me.”
Soap put his fork down and waited until you looked up at him.
”I know that it’s hard to believe but the only reason he lashed out at you is because he cares about you.”
You almost laughed hearing that weak excuse.
”Of course.”
”No, I’m serious.” Soap knotted his eyebrows together. ”He must have been worried about you. He probably cooled down anyway. You know that he is not the type to express himself very well.”
That doesn’t make the things he said right, you thought.
You couldn’t help but wonder if he’d want to see you now that everything was over.
You knew that you needed closure about the things that happened but you weren’t ready to face him. His cold glare kept haunting you during the flight.
Wouldn’t it be weird that after avoiding him for the rest of the day, you’d just show up suddenly?
You owned him an apology after all. Even though you helped Soap and Rudy, you had to disappoint Ghost.
His outburst was understandable because you had never done something like that before. Which left you wondering if he was willing to consider trusting you again.
You needed to put an end to this and maybe even switch teams if he wouldn’t want to work with you anymore.
”Okay, I’ll go find him.”
Soap gave you a proud smile as you stood up and walked out of the room, leaving the others to themselves.
You were fidgeting with your fingers as you were making your way up to the roof. The closer you got to the exit the more nervous you became.
Stopping in front of the hard metal door, you took a deep breath, trying to slow your heartbeat.
You opened the door, immediately seeing his familiar tall figure standing at the end of the roof with crossed arms and a stiff posture.
Your mouth went dry as you walked under the dark blue sky. The sun was slowly coming to a rest in the distance, leaving orange and pink shades behind.
”I told you I’m not hungry, Johnny.” Ghost’s voice cut through the soft wind that has awakened.
You sniffed before opening your mouth.
”What a shame,” you said. ”Price is not a bad cook at all.”
Ghost immediately turned around when he heard your voice. His eyes studied your fixed-up appearance and the bandages over you as you closed the distance.
His sleeves were rolled up, leaving his tattoos uncovered as his arms were crossed over his massive chest.
When you came to a stop next to him, he didn’t even try to hide that he was staring down at you with curiosity.
You expected him to order you to leave right away but seeing him surprised and silent was startling you.
”I’d rather cook for myself,” he continued. His voice was nowhere as cold and distant as it was when you two reunited after everything.
It made you feel a little less bad now that you knew that he wasn’t angry with you anymore.
You looked at the stars above you with admiring eyes while Ghost’s eyes didn’t leave your face for a second. It almost seemed like he was afraid that if he’d look away you’d vanish.
”It’s beautiful,” you said quietly, getting lost in the beauty of the stars. ”The sky.”
”Not only the sky,” Ghost said without thinking.
You bit into your lower lip as he continued to study you. You wished you could read his feelings because his silence was both pleasant and irritating at the same time.
”What are you doing here, Cobra?” Ghost asked.
You felt too exposed under his gaze, so you leaned on your elbows for support.
”Price misses you,” you answered gently. ”Everyone is celebrating.”
Ghost slowly shook his head and put grabbed the edge of the roof that stopped you from falling down.
”No, I mean… Why are you here?” Ghost asked, his deep voice pulling at your heartstrings.
When you looked into his eyes you saw nothing but honest confusion.
”Because I want to put an end to this,” you said and he looked away for a second.
”Put an end to this?” Ghost asked.
You wiped your hair out of your face, swallowing the lump in your throat. Suddenly, it was hard for you to breathe calmly.
You backed away from the edge and his eyes never stopped following you. Not even for a brief second.
Because Ghost’s mind was full of possible things that would happen now that you came after him.
He hated it to admit, but the most believable thing that crossed his mind was that you’d end up quitting for good.
Which was the last thing he wanted you to do.
Pain darkened his heart as he watched your uneasy movements. He knew you very well to realize that it was because you weren’t comfortable in his presence. And he wished he could do something to change that.
”Everything that happened back there…” you started in a small tone. ”It was pure chaos. But I guess that’s nothing new if someone betrays you…”
Ghost watched you with suspicious eyes, not daring to interrupt you.
It was surprising to see such a tall and big man being unsure in the presence of a fragile and vulnerable woman.
”I was unprofessional and panicked when I heard Soap on the radio,” you continued. ”I listened to my heart instead of listening to you. There is a reason that you became a lieutenant and not me, I know. I wasn’t thinking clearly because all I could think was that Soap and Rodolfo might die if we didn’t do something… It was out of line that I ran away and listened to myself. I owe you an apology because you are the one that makes decisions and orders, not me… I’m sorry.”
Your words burnt into Ghost’s mind while he slowly dropped his gaze to the ground. He hadn’t expected you to ever come up with an honest apology for what you just did.
He felt his muscles relax as you were waiting for his answer with big and sad eyes.
But he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know how to handle apologies.
You felt your heart sink as you took his silence in, fearing that your apology meant nothing to him.
”I’ll talk with Price in the morning,” you said in a defeated tone. ”I’ll tell him to replace me with someone else.”
Ghost’s grip tightened a little, ”Why would you do that?”
You dragged your nail over the corner of your lips.
”Because it will make things easier.”
”I don’t think it would.”
His answer confused you for a second, ”You told me it was better for me to just leave, so that’s what I’m going to do. You can’t allow someone in your team who doesn’t follow orders.”
Ghost swallowed as your eyes burnt his skin. Now that he knew why were you thinking that, he felt guilt pulling him down into an endless hole.
”I don’t want you to resign,” he said. ”I was mad and didn’t think before speaking. You are a good soldier and I trust you.”
You could feel your heart in your throat as he was letting you inside his head.
”I just wish that you trusted me,” he added and you pressed your lips into a thin line.
”I do.”
Ghost narrowed his eyes a little, ”I don’t think you did today.”
You knew that he had every right to doubt you after the shit you had pulled.
”I’m sorry,” you repeated.
Ghost frowned before sighing, ”Don’t apologize for helping Soap and Rodolfo. You did what you had to, not leaving your teammates behind, you were loyal.”
You would have never expected him to say those words and now that it hung in the air between you, you couldn’t help but let go of your guilt.
”I just lost my head when I saw that you weren’t with me in the next second,” Ghost said. ”I was worried sick while you were gone, that’s why I lashed out. We can’t lose you.”
I can’t, Ghost wanted to add but he thought he already talked enough.
”You hurt me, Simon,” you whispered, lowering your gaze.
Those four words broke Ghost’s heart, especially after hearing your sad voice. He hated that he caused you to doubt yourself for even a second.
He liked it when you called him his real name but not in a way like this. It felt like a thorn in his heart hearing how sad his name sounded from falling off your tongue.
Instead of saying anything, he reached out to you. His heart sank when he saw you hesitate whether you should take his hand or not.
It also reminded him of how quick you were to step away from him while you were arguing a few hours ago.
He didn’t want to be scary like his father but his presence didn’t make that easy for him. He was intimidating and emotionally unstable after all.
”I won’t hurt you. I would never do that.” Ghost said softly. ”I promise.”
You were the last person he wanted to scare and he was ready to do anything to prove you that.
You carefully placed your hand in his cold and large one, then held your breath when his fingers closed around you.
You let him slowly pull you toward him until your chests almost touched. You were never this close to him and just wished that he didn’t hear your crazy heartbeat.
What you didn’t know was that he was just as nervous as you were. He was familiar with physical closeness from his one-night stands but it was different with you. With someone whom he cared about.
”I shouldn’t have told you those things.” Ghost admitted shamefully.
”You were right,” you tried to defend his outburst even if the single memory of his words still cut you open.
Ghost looked down at your hand resting on his, briefly shaking his head.
”My job is to lead you and not guilt you,” he answered.
You tried to hide your sadness but it was hard to. You could still hear his anger-filled voice in your head after you helped Soap to safety.
”I understand your reaction,” you said, your heart beating fast in your ribcage. ”But that didn’t give you the right to talk to me the way you did.”
Ghost sighed and let go of your hand. You tried to ignore how much you started missing his touch as he withdrew, many thoughts clouding his head.
You watched in silence as he took a few steps back until he felt a chair in the back of his leg. Then, he sat down, his hand running up on the side of his balaclava.
”I know,” his voice was silent. Too silent.
You wanted to know what was going on with him but you didn’t want to push his buttons. You didn’t want to cross a line that would drag you down a hill.
It was enough once to have him raising his voice at you which was something he had never done before.
”If you don’t want to work with me just say it,” you nudged him, reminding him of his words. A part of you had a feeling that half of the things he had said to you were true even though you wished none of it were but as paranoia crept into your head, the darker your mind has become.
Ghost let out a breath and reached up, grabbing the top of his balaclava, and pulling it off his head with an abrupt move.
His face was agitated and troubled as he ran his fingers through his hair.
You remembered how it felt to see his face the first time, feeling extremely respected that he trusted you enough to take his mask off.
Something stirred inside you as you watched his uncovered face and you wished the circumstances were different.
”I don’t want you to go, Cobra,” his concerned eyes found you.
Shivers ran down your spine as you watched this troubled big man trying to reason with you almost desperately. You didn’t know why but it made you feel worse than the argument he had just started with you a few hours ago.
”Then stop saying things you don’t mean,” you advised but a little firmness hid in your voice. You didn’t want to give in that easily.
Ghost studied you carefully before reaching out for your cold hand. You didn’t push him away as he took a gentle hold of your arm and pulled you toward him. You didn’t dare breathe as the distance increased between you two. Then, without a warning sign, Ghost pulled you down and helped you sit on his lap.
You could feel your cheeks burn as you took a seat on his thighs, his right hand snuck around your waist while the other landed across your knees.
You were never this close or intimate with each other.
Ghost was a nervous wreck as he tried to steady his breath while making sure that his arms were holding you steady.
”I won’t, I promise,” he said in a soft tone that shook your heart for a moment.
You had never heard him being this gentle and careful with you, this whole situation was an unknown and dangerous territory to you. And you hated how unpredictable he was.
”You scared me today,” he admitted, his hot breath touching your cheeks.
You dropped your gaze shamefully to his tattooed hand resting on your knees. Everything was so chaotic that you didn’t even stop to think about how your action would affect Ghost.
Ghost leaned closer and lifted your jaw then turned your head back to his slowly. You had no choice but to let him and when your eyes locked, you felt the back of your throat tighten.
His worry was as clear as water in his eyes, his sadness took hold of your heart, not letting it go.
”I’m sorry, Simon,” you said, his name softly leaving your lips.
His eyes cleared for a moment as your words were floating in the air between you before he dropped his forehead to yours.
You instantly closed your eyes and so did he as your heads softly touched.
”Just… promise me that you’ll never do anything like that ever again…” he begged softly. ”I don’t know what I would have done if something had happened to you.”
You felt your lips quiver a little at the pain dripping from his tone. He was the last person you expected to be worried for you. Over the years he wasn’t that open regarding his feelings and now that you broke through his walls, you didn’t know how to react.
You didn’t want to scare him but also didn’t want to make him think that he meant nothing to you.
”I won’t do anything like that ever again,” you whispered, using his words, then he let out a relieved sigh. ”I didn’t want to scare you.”
Ghost pressed his lips together, a frown taking over his face.
”When will you finally see how much you mean to me?”
His words felt like a knife through your heart. It warmed you to realize that you were so close to him that he wouldn’t want to lose you but you knew that feelings always made things complicated.
You tried to ensure him by softly pushing at his chest, causing him to open his eyes, however, he still didn’t move his head away from yours and neither did you.
”Careful with feelings, Lt…” you gave him a small smile. ”They make things complicated.”
Ghost’s eyes shined with amusement as he watched you with admiration. He really was lucky that nothing had happened to you.
”Something tells me that I’m already doomed.”
He pulled his head away an inch, then lifted it until his lips were able to connect with your forehead. Your heart almost jumped out of your chest as he left a long and tender kiss on your forehead without the slightest worry in the world.
You enjoyed the soft touch of his lips as long as you could before he pulled away, his hands still holding you close to him. There was something vibrating between your bodies and you wondered if he could feel it too.
”This is a dangerous game, Simon.”
Despite your warning words, you earned an honest but small smile from the scariest and toughest soldier you’ve ever met.
”I'll risk it all then."
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Oh, the things I can imagine doing to him…
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neick-hitlz · 27 days
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Incapable lovers
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141!Reader: Don't Move
Reader, acting as Gaz's spotter:
Gaz: You see them?
Reader: Yes- bloody hell!
Also Reader into radio: Ghost, don't fucking move!
Ghost: Copy that.
Gaz: What do you see? Are there any hostile-
Reader: Pssst!
Gaz:
Soap:
Ghost:
Also Ghost: Y/N what's going on?
Reader: Sorry, just needed a moment to appreciate your magnificent ass.
All of them: *sighing*
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Could you write Y, Wally finding out reader is/was in Special Forces?
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Wally Darling Finding out reader is with Special Forces Hcs
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Shock. Literal shock.
Wally found out when- C'mon I think he already knew you were in the military-
Honestly Wally does feel kind of safe since you're with Special Forces! Not only that, but Wally will also be a little, tiny, just a wincy tiny bit.... of a showoff. Trust me. Like whom wouldn't want that! Having someone just like a bodyguard is just Wooooo!!!!!
Wally could just snap his fingers and then you just tackle someone- (That's kinda funny actually- I wanna make a fic now-)
but that's only his dreams, you wouldn't actually hurt someone (Unless-). Weather your tall, short, medium, a rat, you'll be there for him, right?
YOU: Not real-
Wally: Oh, I knew you would say yes.
YOU: Ok-
👁️👄👁️
Other than that, he still thinks it's amazing and little dangerous; you could get hurt but if this is what you want to do then he'll support you All the way baby!
But he be there holding on to your leg while telling you: "DON'T LEAVE ME, DON'T LEAVE ME-"
"C'mon Wally."
"Yes, Ma'am/Sir sorry" Wally stands straight. You chuckled.
man, how you love this sweet, charming, dork.
You do teach him some moves that you learned so, he can protect himself too! You guys see it as spending quality time together while the others:
"Is there a War-" "No Julie there just spending time together-" "Are you sure?" "Yes I'm-" "Alright but hey you gotta see the news about russia planning to-" "What." "nvm"
You and Wally: 👁️👄👁️
Though he is still worried; You tell him that there is nothing to worry about so, you promise him that you'll be back safe and sound... at least with a few scars but you'll be fine.
We Hope.
At Least there'll be a good ending for the hcs!
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WALLY:
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Anyways- Idk if this is what you wanted but again; I TRIED My best so please bear with me-
But I hoped you liked these Hcs!!! This will also be posted in QuoteV and Wattpad-
See Ya Cuties!
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stigma-military · 8 months
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You horny now ;)
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ltghosty · 5 months
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If only you would have trusted me (Simon "Ghost" Riley メ Female "Cobra" Sergeant)
A/N: MW 3 broke me, don't talk to me
Summary: Makarov blackmailed you into joining his army and Task Force 141 thinks you betrayed them without hesitation. Once Ghost and Soap find Milena and you, Ghost finally confronts you about letting him down.
Warnings: curse, angst, guilt, fight, betrayal,
Wordcount: 4.7k
”I thought I was someone whom you could trust because you can be sure as hell that I still trust you with my life. Whether you like it or not."
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You knew this moment was coming once Laswell had let you know that Makarov escaped the gulag and was on the move.
You didn’t want it to happen but your job wasn’t famous for making guarantees. Especially with crazy terrorists who wouldn’t stop until the world fell to its knees in front of them.
And Makarov was just like that.
Ruthless, smart, cruel and unpredictable.
While running from location to location, you started to feel getting lost. There were too many dead ends while Makarov was playing with Task Force 141 as he’d wished.
Ghost noticed how much you’d changed since Makarov broke out and wasted no time in getting his hands dirty.
You’d heard stories of him before Price and Soap managed to capture him once 4 years ago which ended in agony and cost a lot of innocent lives. You’d dealt with all kinds of criminals who wanted to build their throne out of corpses but Makarov was by far the worst and most dangerous one.
 With each mission you’d went to with the others, the less your voice could be heard. You were silent and kept checking every corner while wondering how could you finally make a step forward.
There were times when you were seated with Ghost and his favorite sniper to watch the others’ back, and while laying on the ground for hours, the lieutenant tried to get you to talk but you weren’t too bulged.
You hadn’t noticed because you were too focused on your task but Ghost always kept an eye on you when you were in his sight. He’d seen this kind of dedication before, so he understood where your change of heart had come from but he didn’t want you to completely forget who you truly were before.
He’d hated to admit but he would have done anything to bring you back to the surface. It’s been too long since he had heard your laugh or seen your beautiful smile. Hell, he even started to miss those moments when you’d happily join Soap and push his buttons while making fun of Brits.
Ghost couldn’t stand your silence, he liked listening to your voice even while you were only making small chats with him through the coms.
What Ghost had never expected – or anyone else for that matter – was you suddenly disappearing without a word and hearing from a source that you’ve been seen on Makarov’s side.
At first, he was confused and kept denying it but when Price told him that it wasn’t some sort of plan for you to get involved with the Russians, Ghost felt like someone punched him in the chest.
You’d left willingly without a word, and the next thing he knew, you were working under the hands of the enemy.
He was overwhelmed with your betrayal, he was sad, furious, and desperate to find an explanation for your treachery.
What Ghost and the others didn’t know was that Makarov had his eye on you since he escaped from the gulag. Firmly, because you knew Milena from before, and she knew that you were an unstoppable sergeant.
Makarov wanted to break Task Force 141 from the inside before he would grab a gun to put a bullet into everyone’s head, so he ordered his men to do their research on you.
It didn’t take them too long to find your family, even though you tried your best over the years to make it seem like you didn’t have them. You’d never once talked to anyone about your sister and mother who always waited for you to go home, who were always worried about you whenever you departed and had been gone for months while fighting terrorists.
For the first time in your life you didn’t know what to do, you wanted to tell Price and the others that Makarov had captured your family and gave you no choice but the Russian’s intentions were crystal clear. If you’d told anyone about this, he’d kill your family and would blame it all on Task Force 141.
You even thought about telling Ghost that Makarov had found you and backed you in the corner but you knew if the lieutenant would have found out about any of this, he’d never let you go.
Ever since you joined Makarov, the guilt has been eating you from inside, especially whenever your friends’ name was thrown around as Makarov was planning his next move.
Makarov has been calling you ’Rynda’ ever since you gave yourself up to him which you absolutely despised. Since you were his only living connection to Task Force 141, he’d given you the task of always letting him know what the special forces’s next move might be.
”Like the bell ringing when danger is around the corner,” Makarov had said back then with a wicked smile on his lips. ”I don’t want you to disappoint me, Rynda.”
”I won’t.”
Your words might have caused satisfaction in the man but your tongue was burning with the forced promise you’d had to make to him. Your skin was crawling each time he touched you and his voice crept through your ears like venom.
You hated being Milena’s present. Makarov didn’t want any women on the battlefield but he admired your strength and skills, so he ordered you to always stick to Milena and watch her back. Without his financial support, he would have had some problems getting into this whole capture-or-kill scenario.
Milena always made a sound of her whines about how she hated that you were practically babysitting her. Don’t worry, I hate it too, you’d thought.
Whenever you were alone you missed the guys, missed Price being a father figure to you, missed Gaz making fun of your looks after a horribly executed plan, missed Soap teaching you Scottish, and missed Ghost for… for being himself and keeping you under his wing.
”I admire your dedication, really,” Milena called from the other side of the room.
”Do you?”
Milena glanced up from her papers and searched your face.
”Yes, I’m surprised you betrayed your people right away and did everything Vladimir ordered you to.”
”He didn’t give me much of a choice, did he?” you asked and crossed your arms. You hated that she was able to think that you betrayed your second family easily while in reality, it was wearing you down in every way possible.
You were sure you’d never be able to look into their eyes if you saw them again.
”He knows how to win people over.”
You cleared your throat and narrowed your eyes.
”Or to force them to do something that would benefit him.”
Milena was one delusional woman, you were sure of that. You hated how spineless she was and how easily she could get under your skin within seconds.
If Makarov wasn’t so intimidating then you would have already punched her whenever she said a bad word to you. You would have enjoyed it for sure.
Gunshots and shouting emerged from the other side of the building which made you tense right away.
”What the hell?” Milena asked as she stood up and walked to the wall where the security cameras were shown.
You took a few steps, examining the figures that appeared, and felt the color drain from your face.
You wished you would have mistook them for someone else but after serving with them for years, there was no way you wouldn’t recognize them.
It was Soap and Ghost.
Your heart was hammering in your chest, and your stomach turned when you saw Soap getting closer and closer to the door that stood behind you.
With trembling hands, you grabbed your gun and spun on your heel just when the Scots opened the door.
”Special forces, show your hands!”
Raising your guns at the same time, you faced your best friend whose eyes softened the second they found you.
”Cobra…”
It’s been so long since anyone called you that, you almost dropped your gun.
Then you forced yourself to remember your family whose life was on you and how you act now, so you tightened your grip on the cold metal.
”I’d advise you to turn around and leave, Soap.”
Soap lowered his gun while his face dropped in sadness. Your voice was cold and distant, something you’d never used toward him before. You’d only given this treatment to your enemies.
”That’s not going to happen, you know it.”
”I’ll shoot you,” you said, trying to hide your nervousness as he kept your stare.
”You won’t.”
Gritting your teeth, you took a step forward, keeping the gun at him as Milena looked at you in fury.
”What are you waiting for? Shoot him for fuck’s sake!”
No matter how hard you tried, your finger couldn’t touch the trigger. Your heart didn’t let that happen.
Memories flooded and invaded your mind as you looked at John MacTavish who was your favorite partner in crime. Moments of him making you laugh and calming you down after losing a battle made your hands shake in defeat.
You didn’t want to do any of this but you had no choice.
When Soap realized you were not going to shoot him, he let out a small sigh, grabbed one of the chairs, and pushed it forward, his eyes finding Milena.
”Sit.”
You didn’t want to admit but you missed the way Soap could talk coldly to those who were on the other side.
”Fuck you.” Milena spat in hatred.
Soap kept his gaze and gun firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument.
”Sit down, Milena.”
Milena gave you a deadly glare before dropping her hands and taking a seat. You couldn’t say a word, it seemed like your voice ceased to exist.
”Where is your boss?” Soap asked sharply.
”I don’t have a boss. No one tells me what to do.” Milena said and you almost scoffed. Only if her words were true.
Soap glared at her for a while before turning around when heavy footsteps broke the silence. You lowered your hands, sweat appearing on your skin as you noticed a familiar tall figure moving in the shadows.
Soap turned around when Ghost walked through the door with a laptop in his hand.
”She’s not talking.”
As Ghost’s familiar dark eyes met yours, he stopped walking and you felt your heart skip a beat. Just like every other time he’d looked at you, you felt exposed and small.
Ghost’s eyes never left you as you tried to catch your breath. His eyes held many emotions, such as surprise, melancholy, and distance.
You hated the way he was looking at you like you were someone else. Like you weren’t someone who was close to him like you weren’t the sergeant who was never afraid to be honest and open with him.
Before you could realize that there was nowhere to run from him, he blinked and walked over to the table.
”She’s about to,” he grunted and put the laptop down on the table, and walked to the other side of the room.
Not wanting to look into his eyes again, you focused on Soap who opened the white laptop and extended his hand to Milena who was sitting still like a rock.
”Give me your hand.”
”Why? Or else you’ll cut it off?” Milena asked.
”Your friend over there knows that it’s true when I say to you that it’s not my style,” Soap said glancing at you from the corner of his eyes. Then tilted his head in Ghost’s direction. ”He might.”
Milena seemed to lose her patience with each second that passed by.
”Why the mask?” she snapped.
You almost rolled your eyes at the question you seemed to hear a million times.
”To hide my face.” Ghost answered with cold eyes.
You were surprised he answered even though it was an obvious and useless response.
You felt Ghost’s eyes finding you again, making your skin burn as you dropped your gaze. You were intimidated by his presence and not because you were afraid of him but because you knew for sure that you hurt his feelings when you left.
You wished you weren’t here to live through this unwanted confrontation. A part of you was happy to see them but your heart was aching by the disappointed and hurtful looks you received from them.
”Cobra.” Ghost called after you as you turned your head away. His voice reached your bones immediately and you hated how much you missed your callsign falling off his lips.
”Don’t call me that,” you said dryly, turning back to him.
Ghost gave you a challenging look as he pushed himself away from the wall and closed the distance between you two. With each step he took, you felt your chest tighten with anticipation and guilt. You wanted to look somewhere else but he firmly held your gaze.
He always did and that hasn’t changed.
”How about we give these two birds a few minutes to find a way to cooperate with each other?” Ghost asked and you felt your eyes widen.
”I’m not leaving Milena.”
Ghost gave you a meaningful look and took the gun from your hand with such ease that wasn’t surprising to either of you.
”Yes, you are.”
Remembering that you weren’t supposed to leave Milena’s sight for even a second, you felt panic and annoyance wash over you.
”You can’t just order me around. Not anymore.” You said in a cold tone that made Ghost shift in his place.
Without saying a word, he grabbed your elbow and pulled you with him as he made his way to the other door that led to another empty room.
”Hey! Get your fucking hand off of me!” You shouted in frustration and tried to free yourself from his grasp but Ghost easily dragged you with him through the door and kicked it shut with his foot.
You let out a desperate groan as you grabbed his wrist, trying to pry it off of your arm which seemed tiny compared to his.
You bit into your lower lip as you tried your best to move his fingers but he wasn’t moving an inch.
”Cobra…” his voice was calmer and more thoughtful now that you were alone with him.
You didn’t look at him, only let out a defeated sigh and stopped fighting, your skin slightly aching.
”This hurts.”
Ghost glanced down at his hand still holding onto you and let go of you the second you’d admitted your physical pain. Hurting you was something he never intended to do.
Hissing, you brought your arm to your chest and touched it with your other hand, and turned away from him. You didn’t trust yourself when he was alone with you.
”What are you doing, Cobra?” Ghost asked from behind you and you closed your eyes. Hearing confusion and disappointment hiding in his voice made you feel guiltier than before.
”That’s none of your concern anymore, Ghost.” You replied still facing the wall.
Taking deep breaths you tried your best to collect your thoughts as you heard him walk closer to you, dropping your gun to the table standing next to you.
”It is.”
His voice circled around you like clouds darkening the sky before the storm.
”Why did you leave?”
You pressed your lips against each other and turned around. You got used to his menacing presence coming firstly from his height. You felt small and weak because you knew he could see right through you.
”People change, Lieutenant. You better get used to it.”
”People change that’s for sure. But don’t betray and stab others in the back just like that. A decision like this never comes from a single thought.”
You hated how much he tried to get into your mind, still trying to find answers to his questions that have probably been burning in him since the day you left.
”I refuse to believe that after everything that happened, you’d willingly just switch sides, I know you. And I know how much you despise traitors,” his eyes never left you as he was speaking.
You didn’t say a word, not when you were on the edge of breaking down.
”Talk to me, Cobra.” Ghost said, his voice quiet.
”I can’t,” you shook your head. ”Why don’t you just do your job and get out of here?”
”I’m not leaving until you say something to me.”
”There is nothing for me to say, especially to you.”
Ghost felt his chest tighten at your coldness. He would have never expected you to speak to him this way. Not after how long it took for you two to finally let your guard down around each other.
”Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
”I do, Ghost. Believe it or not, I’m not part of the special forces anymore, so either shoot me or get out of my face.”
”You really think I’d hurt you?” he asked, his voice low and sad.
”You eliminate targets and now I’m one too,” you crossed your arms, trying to look confident.
”I know why you’re pushing me,” he narrowed his eyes. ”And I know for sure that you didn’t betray us because you felt like you could. I know there is something behind all of this that you refuse to tell me.”
You didn’t answer and that was more than enough for him to confirm his theory about you.
”What happened, Cobra?”
”I left and now I’m one of Makarov’s people, that’s what happened!”
You were desperate to try to get him out of here because your heart was breaking with each word that was exchanged between you two.
”No, don’t even say that. I know who you are.”
”You don’t, Simon. Just get over it and let me go,” you snapped and his gaze dropped for a brief second. You didn’t even realize at first that you called him by his real name until you saw the change in his eyes.
It seemed like your words had made a final straw in Simon’s heart. You hated yourself for talking to him like that and you wished you could go back to them, to him, and forget about this nightmare you’d fallen into.
”I thought I was someone whom you could trust because you can be sure as hell that I still trust you with my life. Whether you like it or not."
His words made more impact on you than they should have. They meant the world to you and knowing that even after turning your back on him, he still trusted you and wanted you to go back.
”I trusted you.”
Trusted you. Past tense which didn’t go unnoticed by him.
”You didn’t if you could leave me like I was nothing to you.” Ghost confronted you with raw honesty, not even hiding the fact of how much your decision had pained him.
”It wasn’t easy,” you admitted, hugging your stomach and your eyes filling with unwanted tears. You hated if someone saw the vulnerable side of you, you hated being vulnerable but around Ghost, you knew he wouldn’t use your pain against you. Never.
Ghost stepped closer to you, making it impossible to look at anything else but him. When he heard your voice tremble and saw your eyes become glossy, he knew he meant something to you after all.
Lifting his hand, he put his index finger under your jaw and made you look at him. His eyes mirrored his emotions as he watched you slowly letting go of the invisible mask you’d hidden behind.
”You don’t need to keep anything from me, Cobra. Have I ever broken your trust and let you down?”
You swallowed the lump in your throat as a lonely tear escaped and rolled down on your hot skin.
When you slowly shook your head, he dipped his to your level.
”Then tell me. Please.”
Swallowing your doubts, you took a shaky breath, his hand still on you.
”He’ll kill me.”
”I won’t let that happen,” Ghost promised it without a second thought.
The words were on the tip of your tongue, almost jumping down. You hated to keep secrets from anyone, especially from Simon who had proven himself worthy of your trust more than once.
”Cobra, I can’t help if you don’t let me,” he continued with sad eyes and wiped your face.
It surprised you how a tall giant like him who had a name for his ruthless methods and interrogation scenes, could act so soft and careful with you.
It was hard to believe that the hand that was confronting you and wiping away your tears had killed so many people before.
With your lower lip quivering, you felt your fear taking over you, making your knees shake. Ghost watched you with worried eyes as you let out a sob you couldn’t hold back anymore and jumped into his arms, hiding your face into his neck.
As you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, you felt the heat coming off of his body, his tenseness slowly fading away once he’d realized what you were doing.
Ghost embraced your hug, his big arms wrapping around you like a shield, silently promising to keep you safe. He felt your scent filling his nose and his heart slowing down as your bodies pressed against each other’s.
”He has my family, Simon. He’ll kill them if I don’t obey his orders,” you sobbed in pure panic, your small hands holding onto him.
Ghost exhaled and tightened his grip around you, his head dropping onto yours with ease.
”Shh… I’m here,” he scooted you as you let your tears fall onto his gear.
”I couldn’t tell anyone and he made me swear to leave you or else…”
Ghost didn’t say it was okay or that it would be all right. Because he wasn’t sure if he could keep his promise if he’d told you something you wanted to hear at the moment.
So, he just kept you in his arms and rubbed your back while his heart came to peace now that he knew the real reason why you left them.
”I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”
”Hey, hey…” Ghost pulled you away slightly so that he could look into your eyes.
When you glanced up at him, his eyes didn’t make you feel anxious like a few minutes ago, they made you realize you weren’t alone and that he wasn’t blaming you for anything.
”Don’t be sorry, family comes first.” Ghost answered. ”You did what you have to, I understand.”
”But you’re also my family,” you whispered in a defeated tone and his eyes softened.
”It’s okay, Cobra. I’m not mad, I could never be mad at you,” he admitted and pulled you into his chest, his hand caressing your hair.
You sniffed and hid your face in his chest, wishing you could wake up from this nightmare.
But unfortunately, you were awake. You have been this whole time and there was no turning back from now.
”I wish you would have told me without running away,” he said quietly. ”I understand why you did it, I just wish you would have told me.”
”I wanted to,” you admitted, your voice small and vulnerable.
”Why didn’t you then?” he asked, still holding you against his chest.
You sighed and wiped your flushed face, your other hand still around his waist.
”I was afraid you wouldn’t have let me leave.”
”You’re fucking right I wouldn’t have let you do that,” he agreed immediately, causing you to giggle.
Ghost felt warmness fill his chest at your almost laugh, making it easier for him to breathe now that you were in his arms and let yourself smile.
He missed you, a lot.
”I trust you, Simon. You know, I do.”
He hummed as he let his fingertips dance on your skin a little.
”It was hard to believe otherwise when I woke up to you missing one day.”
The familiar feeling of guilt made your expression drop and your brows furrow. You really wished things would have been different.
You hated yourself for making Ghost feel like he didn’t mean anything to you. You hated yourself for making him almost lose his faith in you.
”I’d tell you that you’re coming back with us but something tells me you won’t.”
You stepped away from him, letting go of his torso with defeated eyes.
”He’ll kill them, I can’t go with you,” you said sadly. You’d never felt so lost and desperate before and Simon could see that in your eyes.
”So, what…” his voice trailed off. ”You’re just going to stay by his side and do whatever the fuck he wants you to?”
”It’s not like I want to work for him, Simon. But I have no choice.”
”We’ll figure something out,” he replied.
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair in frustration.
”You can’t, you know it.”
Ghost shook his head. ”No, there has to be a way… We have to do something before he kills you.”
”I appreciate your concern but there’s nothing you can do for me,” you whispered in a hoarse voice.
Ghost stared at you while hundreds of thoughts had run through his mind, wondering if there was a way he could help you. Hoping he could say or do something that would make you feel better.
”I have to do something… I can’t lose you again, I won’t.”
His words made your heart almost jump out of your chest while he massaged the back of his neck. You felt physically weak at the plea of his voice while he was trying to find a solution.
But there was none.
Not when Makarov had his chains on you like on a dog.
”I’ll be fine, just go.”
Ghost looked at you with hesitation.
”I can’t, Cobra. What if I won’t see you again?”
Wiping your eyes, you took a shaky breath. Him trying to get you out of this just made the whole situation more unbearable.
”We knew what we were signing up for when we joined the special forces, Lt.”
Ghost felt his heart starting to ache in sadness as he took your defeated and exhausted sight in. You weren’t the woman who once made a race with him about getting more kills on a mission or not.
You were only a shadow of yourself and he hated to see you this way.
He would have done anything to be able to take you back with him to the base and never let you go.
It terrified him how lost he’d felt when you left the team, he could still remember how he’d stare at the ceiling of his room, wondering if he’d ever see you again.
”Don’t talk like that, Cobra.” Ghost scolded you. ”Now is not the time.”
”You know I might end up getting killed after all.”
”Don’t.” Ghost said in a stern voice, his body tensing at your words. ”Nobody is dying. Not on my watch and I’m going to keep my word.”
It made you feel better to know that Ghost didn’t hold anything against you. Your soul found peace now that he knew the why behind your decisions and betrayal. It killed you that you couldn’t go home with him and Soap.
Ghost stepped closer to you and waited for you to look into his dark eyes that led you directly to his soul.
”I’m going to get you out of this, Cobra. I promise. I’m not leaving anyone behind, especially you.”
His promise made you forget the danger that was around the corner and just for a brief second you were happy to let yourself believe what Ghost was saying.
”You better not to, lieutenant.”
Ghost huffed and touched the side of your face, his thumb softly caressing your skin. Closing your eyes, you leaned into his touch and forgot how to breathe for a moment.
Simon Riley was famous for a lot of things and keeping his promise was one of them. That was the only thing that helped you come to peace with the things you were forced to do in order to protect your family.
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