-Y/N POV-
We walked down to the Mess Hall in silence. After what happened in the room, I didn't know how to spark conversation with Monika. Not that I necessarily HAD to, I just...don't feel like telling her what had happened, what was making me so closed off. I internally scolded myself when I realized I blew my cover of being happy-go-lucky this morning when I threw my pillow at her phone, in an attempt to shut her alarm off. I have nothing against Three Days Grace, mind you, I just wanted rest.
"You don't have to tell me what happened, IF something happened, I just want to know if you're alright?" Monika spoke up, breaking the slightly-awkward silence.
"I'm fine, Monika" I spoke, colder than I wanted. I sighed, and turned and stopped her. "Look, I'm sorry I'm snapping at you. I just have a rough past, and" I took a shaky breath before continuing. "And I generally hide myself away because of it. Nothing against you, I just...need my own space"
"I totally get that" Monika responded, quick as a bullet. "I'll give you space, just know that I am here to talk about anything" she promised. I smiled a bit, and drew her in for a quick embrace.
"Thank you Monika" I spoke after pulling away.
"Of course. Now let's get some food, ya?" I nodded, and we made our way into the mess hall, which was quite busy for the current time. We got in line at the buffet-style breakfast bar, and each filled our plates with eggs, bacon, toast, and juice. Once we got our trays, and after I snagged an oatmeal cookie from the snack bar, we sat down at a random table, which consisted of Jordan, Eliza, Mark, and a man I haven't met yet.
"Ah, there ya are, newbie!" Jordan chuckled, setting down his half-eaten toast.
"Be nice!" Eliza scolded, smacking him upside the head. I chuckled lightly as Jordan rubbed the back of his head. I sat down next to Eliza, and Monika took up my other side, sitting next to the guy I haven't met before. He seemed to notice there was a new face, and so he outstretched his hand to me, reaching over Monika, to introduce himself.
"Name's Dominic Brunsmeier, or Bandit" he introduced. I shook his hand a bit weaker than I usually do, but I was just getting over a flashback, albeit, a lot quicker thanks to Monika's presence. She really was a beautiful person.
"Y/N L/N, or Blade" I responded, as I began to eat my breakfast. Dominic seemed to pick up on the weaker handshake, as he looked at me oddly for a second, before sparking small-talk with Monika.
"So, Y/N, first impressions on base?" Jordan asked me, pointing his fork in my direction. I shrugged.
"It's nice, I guess" I spoke, nibbling at my cookie.
"You guess?" Eliza asked, cocking her head. I sighed.
"I had a rough morning, so I'm not in a great mood" I admitted, sipping at my orange juice. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked at Eliza, who bore a worried face, which I noticed was shared between her, Jordan, and Mark.
"What do you mean by "rough"?" she asked, bringing her hand to rest by her thigh. It was only then I noticed the drop-leg holster strapped on her thigh, with her sidearm, whatever gun it was, secured inside. "I swear, if your roommate tried to mess with you, I'll kill them". I smirked, and looked her in the eye.
"No need, Monika has been nothing but great" I spoke in monotone. "I just...nevermind. I can't talk about it outloud yet"
"That's alright, Y/N" Eliza smiled at me.
"Wait" Jordan put his hands into a "timeout" gesture. "You're bunking with Monika?" he asked, eyes widened.
"Y-yes" I nodded, taking a peek at her, who was deep in conversation with Domonic. "Is that, like, not allowed?"
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FanfictionY/N "Blade" L/N is a U.S. army soldier who transferred to the Spartan Corps to wipe out terrorism. During a mission, however, he looses everything, leaving him as the conflict's only survivor. When he gets recruited into Team Rainbow, he immediate...