T(H)RUST - Ghost x Reader

Chapter 2

That night you had a dream. You were back in the corridor, outside of Ghost's room. Your eyes caught by his, pinning you in place, unable to move. No words were uttered, instead, the only thing that happened was his eyes breaking contact with yours as he looked you up and down. You could not tell what was going through his mind, all you knew was that the way his gaze ran down your body made you feel this warm feeling in your gut.

The weekend went by without much happening. The boys were laying low, probably recovering from previous missions. You and Soap had been talking a lot with Keegan joining in from time to time. Ghost had been cold and quiet all weekend. When Monday morning came around Captain Price had returned to the cabin to brief everyone on the next part of the mission.

"We will head out to a new site we discovered last week, it seems to be some kind of middle stage for their transports." Then Price looks at you. "You stay here, we will be back by dusk, hopefully with some intel you can put into your computer." He waves his hands around, signaling that he doesn't really know what you do on the computer. You nod.

"Get yourselves ready boys, we leave in 30 minutes." Price says and straightens out from his position, slightly bent over the table in the rec room. Everyone starts to stand up and make their way out of the room, Ghost being the first one out since he never even sat down, just leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. While the men put on their gear and gather their weapons you sit down on the couch. Price comes into the room and walks over to you, reaching his hand out with a small phone in his hand, the kind with buttons.

"If you ever need to reach us, or vice versa." You reach to grab it. You turn it on and navigate to the contacts list.

Capt. Price

Lt. Riley

Sgt. McTavish

Sgt. Russ

You don't recognize the last name Riley. 

"Who is Riley?" you ask, looking at the Captain. He nods his head to the doorway where Ghost was now standing, you hadn't heard him creeping up on the two of you. You nod slowly as you look at him, still in his mask. You hadn't seen him without it since you arrived. He stares back at you, those dark tired eyes making your breathing speed up slightly. He huffs and walks behind Price and out the door. He was so weird.

The men eventually leave in their Jeeps and you are now all alone. You wander around the cabin for a while until you decide to go back to the couch. You turn on the TV and shuffle through the different channels, everything in Spanish so you don't understand a single thing. You proceed to look through the bookshelves and you find a stack of DVDs. After looking through the stack you chose the DVD with Season 9 of Friends. Not your favorite season but it would have to do for now. You make yourself comfortable, removing the cargo pants that you had put on only for the briefing, and pulling a blanket you found on the couch over your body. You prop a pillow up against the armrest and as the intro music starts you lay down.

Somewhere in the middle of the show you had fallen asleep, only realizing this as you wake up from the sensation of someone sitting down on the other side of the couch. You open your eyes and look towards your feet, where a big dark figure was sitting. As you turn from your side to your back the figure turns its head towards you. The mask makes you aware that it is Ghost. You move backward, pulling your legs up close to your chest. You don't feel comfortable having your legs poking into his personal space. You turn your head towards the TV, trying to act casual, even if your heart is racing slightly having him being so close to you. You can feel his eyes digging into your skin, not focusing on the TV like you are. Where are the other guys? You think to yourself as you look around the room.