TW: SWEARING
You stormed angryly towards the home room. Fucking jealous son of a bitch Ghost.
Sure it was cute that he cared, but enough was enough. You tried to get it into his big head, which you were sure was only bone and no brains.
You swang the door open when you stepped in the home room.
König slightly jumped and Soap turned his head slowly to look who it was. As he recognised you he let out a sigh in relief.
Ghost was right behind you.
You walked over to the couch and sat down half on top of Königs leg. He raised and eyebrow, wich was a little hard to see from the eye holes of his sniper hood.
"Just play along." You whisper to him looking straight ahead trying to ignore Ghost the best you can.
König places his had on your shoulder and pulls you on his lap.
"Ghostie come. There is plenty of place." König says smirking under his mask.
"I'm good. I'm not really a horror movie person. You can put her down." Ghost answers his voice slightly annoyed.
"Oh really? Because you seem to just be out of one with that goofy mask." You mutter under your breath. For your horror ghost just so happened to hear it.
"Y/N you know why I'm here. I advise you to go to sleep." The "advice" sounded more like a command so you decided that you had pushed his limits enough for the day. You couldn't help but mumble something about him beeing insecure when hiding his face just as soon as you left the room.
You were really tired of the training, arguing and the movie so you decided to just sleep in some underwear and a big t-shirt. You took off you bra, because it had been feeling a little uncomfortable for the past few hours and dosed off to the wonderful world of dreams.
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The next morning
You woke up to someone knocking on your door. Who on earth. It wasn't even over six yet.
You open the door to see ghost. You have no idea why he had come so early and why.
"Y/N you are late for training. Get dressed and come when you are ready." He slightly yelled at you. Then his eyes travelled down to your chest and you could see his eyes squirt meaning that he was most likely smiling.
"What?" You say confused.
That's when you remember that you are not wearing a bra.
FUCKING HELL!
You blush and shut the door in his face.
"I'll be there in 10 minutes!" You yell in a hurry.
Apparently you had forgot to put a alarm on for the day and woke up late. This would not slide without a punishment. Extra training, some cleaning or maybe a night shift? Why did you need to be so forgetful?
You put on some shorts and a t-shirt, wich was just loose enough to be comfortable in, but tight enough to show some of your curves. You were feeling lazy that day.
As you got to the training room everyone was waiting for you. Awkward...
"König brought a good fight for Y/N and Ghost from what I saw." Pierce started to speak when you settled to lean against the door frame.
"I have dicided that he deserves his place on this mission and will be participating." He said smiling widely at König.
As König looked at you, you could see the relief and excitement in his gase. You walked up to him and patted him on the back.
"Good job big man." You said smiling widely.
"Thanks." König said with a chuckle. He had not been this exited in a long time.
Your smile faded away as Ghost made his way over to you both. What was his problem?
Probobly everything to be honest.
"Y/N come." He said already starting to walk away.
You rolled your eyes in annoyance. "Be right back König." You said hoping you would be right back.
"So what's up?" You ask eyeing Ghost up and down.
"Want to train with you," he said like it was obvious.
Hmm. Okay. There needs to be a catch though, right? Indeed there was. Ghost went extremely hard on you. Finally he could reales his anger.
Once again you tapped out after the third round. You could not except it. You had won him once why couldn't you do it again.
"Come on one more time." Ghost said when you were about to take a break.
"Ghost I can't. I really need to drink." You say exhausted.
Ghost picks up his water bottle and takes a sip. Then he offers it to you.
You wipe the bottles edges on your t-shirt and Ghost looks a little disappointed. Ha. Deserved.
You take a sip and give it back to him.
You mumble a soft "Thanks."
Your mind was going crazy. You had drank from the same bottle as Ghost. The taste of his saliva left you seeking for more. Oh, how you wanted to kiss him.
As you handed the bottle back to him your fingers slightly brushed against eachother.
After you gave it to him he took a long sip. He could taste your sweetness from the bottle. Mmm... One more round.
"One round." He said though it wasn't a question. More like a demand.
"Fine." You said. You opened your hair from a bun and put it into a ponytail instead.
Ghost gave you a grin from under his skull mask. He had always liked your silky and soft hair. The way it would swing when you dodged punches, bounce when you walked and shine in the sunlight.
Now was your turn to change at him. He was quick to punch, but you dropped down avoiding it. You tried to knock him down by kicking his legs off from underneath him. It worked. He fell on his arse.
You are quite to get him pinned on the ground. As he taps out he whispers something in your ear.
"Not bad darling, not bad at all."
His low husky voice sent shivers down your spine (Shiver her timbers) and left a funny feeling in your stomach.
Fuck. Focus Y/N! You are supposed to make him jelous.
You mumble a soft "Thanks LT."
Why did he need to be an hot asshole? Why not just hot? I guess it just added the attractiveness if the man was just a little bit of an asshole.
You were so in thought that you didn't realise Ghost moving closer to you. Now he had entered the area wich would be where just a friend would have stopped. He didn't stop. He put his hand on your head. And patted it.
"Good girl."
The pet name. You felt your mouth curve into a smile.
"Tell me could we stop playing around and be something?" He whispers into your ear.
You humm happily as he still has his hand on your head. His other hand had found its way to your hip.
"Not here and not now. I am tired." You say yawning right after.
"Okay. Let me take you to your room. Then we can talk." Ghost says, taking your hand in his and leading the way toward your room. You both got some questionable looks, but he didn't seem to care.
As you reached your room he opens the door and pushes you in. You thought that was it, but he enters too. What's going on with him?
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WRITERS NOTE
Y'all I am getting many views on the König story, but not many on this. Should I wait so that the situation calms down before posting or trust the process???
Also hope you are enjoying this as much as I am. As said before I think this story is looking good. If you have ideas please tell me.
Should König like Y/N too?