Heart of the war. [Smii7y x Reader]

Thirty Nine

I woke up, internally panicking. Waking up from that nightmare again. I miss grizzy and matt..

But sulking would make me worse than i already am. Facing the truth, i sat and thought about it for a good moment.

Its not my fault.

I couldnt do anything.

"Puf?" I heard a voice call to me. My eyes darted to theirs, feeling calm at the feeling.

It was Y/N.

"Are you okay? Youre sweating bullets." Y/N spoke softly, wiping away the grimey sweat with her fingerless gloves.

"Yeah..just the nightmare of..yknow.." i admitted.

"Were all in this together, puffer! We ' ll get through it." She positively stated and gave me a warm smile.

"Thanks Y/N. Youre right."

"Smii7ys out cold, wanna do something funny?" Y/N smirked slyly.

I quickly got the hint, smiling aswell.

"What might that be?"

"Sit on his lap and pretend to be me." She giggled, whispering to me.

"Oh my god, good idea holdon." I sat up, giddy inside. Excited to the brim, i went and sat on his leg, holding most of my weight on my leg that was braced on the wall instead.

"Smits~!" Y/N whispered just enough to hear from the wall dividing where i slept and where they slept.

Smii7ys hands traveled around my body and held me in an embrace. I fight the urge to laugh.

"Smits wake up." Y/N called sweetly again.

His head buried in the crook of my neck, taking in my smell. I guess thats when he realized.

His eyes darted open to see Y/N at the other side of the room.

"Wait-"

I burst out laughing, feeling his grip loosen.

"WHA??" he repeated.

His eyes darted too and fro, laughing soon aswell. I smiled, feeling comfortable and safe. I felt alive. Even in the heart of the war, i still manage to feel happiness.

-

"Simon, farah." Charly greets the two soldiers standing at the monitors.

"I have urgent news. About the two from Team eyesnboots."

"What- theyre name is eyesnboots now?" Simon giggled.

"Well, yes." Charly chuckled a little, before turning serious, looking at them in their eyes.

"Captain price hurt the gentlemen." She spoke.

Farahs and Simons blood ran cold. A captain, nonetheless, PRICE of all people.

"What..." farah said, dumbfounded.

"We have to aprehend him immediately, he cant go out to the field with that." Simon grunted.

"And he has an obsession with The teams leader." Charly sighed.

"...Y/N.."

Their faces went pale, now starting to recognize the signs of his obsession. The constant checking on their team, his attack on the teams two members.

"Listen up, everyone!" Charly spun her finger, yelling in a demanding yet firm tone.

"This is a new operation!"

"Locate and apprehend Captain Price. Go!"