𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 || Jason Kolchek X Reader

❷_Enemies...or not?

You started working for real the next morning, when you had already ordered your barrack just as you wanted and you had been in full force.

First of all, you unpacked your clothes with delicacy and precision; that was the typical uniform of a warrant officer and consisted in a long-sleeves white shirt, but meticulously folded around your elbows, and a black knee-length skirt with a pair of dark tights and low-heeled shoes. Because of the heat, you avoided wearing an officer's hat.

Then, you fixed your hair by placing a zig zag headband on it and put a few lines of black pencil around your eyes and a transparent lip gloss on your rosy mouth.

《Now I'm ready!》  You said looking in the mirror with your hands resting on your hips and a smile printed on your face.

There, officer's badge stood out proudly on your left chest.

Once outside, the first thing you did was head to the boss's office...Rachel would have let you know everything you needed about the unit.

《Marines, right?》  You said as you checked each soldier's papers.

《Yes, there are about a dozen of them, but less would be enough for what we have to do in a couple of days.》  The field officer answered by leaning towards the same papers on the desk.

At that moment, something else came to your mind.

《Could I have the files of the squad members of Mailman 2-1? It's important I know the requirements, in order to be able to judge these guys as well as possible.》

The older woman agreed and left you the login credentials to access the team's personal information; you took a laptop out of your bag and did what you had to do browsing through the various pages...

Until you started reading the squad leader's card.

Let's find out who you really are, Jason Kolchek.

As you thought, the first lieutenant was a Force Reconnaissance Marine...anyway, you were a little surprised to know that he was just four years older than you. Well, not that he looked older and you could tell by his physical appearance.

Not that you were interested in that, of course, and chuckled carelessly.

According to his biography, he had southern origins and this explained his accent, and his poorly professional and rough approach of the previous day...another detail you had discovered was that he wasn't married and had no children waiting for him at home, but that was superficial, not to mention useless for you.

Anyhow, you were so focused reading the screen that didn't notice the presence behind you.

《Either your cursor is stuck or you're enjoying reading, Miss Hale.》  You recognized Rachel's voice, who was sitting on the table next to you.

《...I was thinking it's a shame he's a senior, I could give him a taste of my discipline at this hour.》  You chuckled again as you backed up with the chair, crossing your arms in front of the chest.

The caramel woman turned for a second with a hidden smile on her lips, she seemed to understand that you didn't like the soldier in the baseball cap.

《Yeah, he's a very confident man, but that's the reason he's considered one of the best...I advise you not to doubt him so soon.》

You didn't say anything, leaving her the last word before she left you alone.

Anyway, you had to leave too, so you turned off your PC. You had a lesson to teach in the field.

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《ATTENTION!》

The men in front of you formed a composed, silent line.