love, simon. (simon 'ghost' riley x oc (read caption!))

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i got dressed, did my boots up and grabbed my go-bag, putting my mask on and my vest in my bag.

i sighed, looking around my room and grabbing my toolbox before heading out to the runway as i checked my watch.

0650.

10 minutes.

i headed up into the bird and put my bag away, leaving my toolbox under my seat and waiting for everyone else.

"wheels up in 5." the pilot called, getting into the cabin.

slowly, the team piled in.

ghost, as per usual, got in last and sat beside me.

"i apologize about this morning lieutenant."

"the underwear thing or the knife thing?" he asked.

"...you heard that?" i questioned.

"i heard you threatening to castrate the next man to steal your undergarments."

i seethed, blinking hard.

"i'm so sorry, i just-"

"good for you. these blokes need to be put in their place." he punched me in the arm jokingly.

i looked up at him in surprise.

he wasn't the joking type, i've known him for what, a year? and i don't think i've ever heard or seen him joke around.

"thank you?"

he nodded.

"brace." someone called from the cabin.

we buckled in and braced for takeoff as we lifted into the air.

"we've got a long flight ahead of us, do whatever you need men...and 8 ball." commander graves instructed.

"i thought i told you to quit it with the magic 8 ball jokes." i glared at him.

"well it's either 8 ball or octopus. your choice."

"just because i'm missing two fingers doesn't mean shit, i thought we established my callsign as hawk."

"8 ball is easier." he left, going into the cabin.

"can't stop copping shit today, eh?" ghost teased.

"shut it." i warned, closing my eyes and crossing my arms, hoping to get some sleep.

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"lass." a familiar scottish accent whispered.

"lassie, wake up." he spoke again.

my eyes darted open and i grabbed mactavish by the throat, holding him tight until i realized it was him.

"sorry sarge, wheels down in 5." he apologized, patting my shoulder as he walked back to his seat.

i groaned softly as i stretched, cracking almost every joint i could.