Y/n POV
My heart basically exploded before the grenade did. Throwing it it collided with the glass, breaking through.
Almost automatically as it made it 2 feet past the glass it detonated.
Bright orange blossomed from the grey capsule.
The glass shattered as the loud boom rang past my ears. Taken aback I didn't have time to prepare myself. The glass flew past at every direction. The heat coming after the blast of wind.
My knees buckled as I turned away from the glass with my hands to the back of my hands.
Gunfire haunting the air I pushed myself under an open desk.
"Y/n you crazy bastard!" Gaz cried over the radio.
"Stay put!" Ghost shouted.
Pushing myself deep under the table I felt my hands sting. Same with my cheek.
Glancing down I had two long gashes in my left hand and a smaller slice along my right hand.
Looking down at my left arm, my upper arm was a gruesome scene.
A long shard of glass was embedded in the skin, my black long sleeve cut clean as blood began dripping slowly down my arm.
Putting my hand to my face I felt a large shard jammed into my cheek.
"Damnit." I hissed to myself. Putting my hands to apply pressure around my arm I couldn't help but feel helpless.
It was stupid. I should've known better.
I don't regret it.
That was the smartest thing to happen and I know damn well that if I hadn't I would be dead if that equipment was damaged
A figure ran forward as it crouched down in front of me. A skeleton glove hand reached out and grabbed me by the belt. Dragging me forward, I was pulled out of my hiding spot.
"Ghost." I coughed back. He held out his gun as a fired at men past me. He huffed as he let go of my belt before grabbing the collar of my vest, dragging me backwards.
A long streak of blood left in my wake.
I felt like a ragdoll as Ghost pulled me around a corner.
"Zank god!" I heard the familiar voice gasp. Ghost adjusted to have his hand on the back of my head as he slowly leaned my head back onto the floor.
A partially masked man shot over me as he looked antsy. He hesitated over my body as he inspected my wounds.
The gunfire blazing above was treacherous.
"I'm fine König." I mumbled, trying not to push the glass deeper into my face. I shuffled onto my elbows as I rolled over to get up.
"No, stay down!" König cooed. The tall man softly trying to encourage me to lay back down.
Soap fell back into the cover, shouting over to us.
"Theres only 6 left, 2 are heavily armored!" The scottish soldier reloaded his ammo as he peaked over the corner, firing repetitively.
A tch came over the radio. "Make it 5, Johnny" Ghost's quiet smile could be heard through his voice.
"I have an armored!" Gaz shouted over the radio. Sitting up I peaked over the corner. Gaz's small frame was latched around the body of an armored soldier. The soldier was flailing back trying to get the smaller male off him. Gaz had his legs locked tight as the brit had pushed back the soldier's head, jamming a knife deep into his neck.
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^+ Tough Love +^ |König X Fem!Reader|
Romance|| Enemies to Lovers ~ Forced Proximity || ~ Y/n gets captured by 141, having to give up her pride in order to stay alive but also to solve a mystery. Love on the battlefeild may ruin her plans though. ~ !! I do not own Call of Duty, this was origi...
