Corporal RAMBO: MYCETE {Carlos Oliveira Fanfiction}

Chapter 62: Wicked Findings

January 31, 2021
0500 // BSAA Headquarters

Carlos woke up early and got ready for the meeting with Chris. Lately, a lot have volunteered to join the BSAA. The guys were overjoyed with the news. It will double their numbers and who knows, maybe they can be potential leaders in the near future.

Carlos entered the room and his eyes wandered immediately. On the left side, lying down on the couch was Wicked with a newspaper in his hands.
He passed behind the guy and sat on one if the chairs close to Chris but far from him.

"Let's begin shall we?"

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Y/N

I woke up alone in my bed. As usual, Carlos's side looked untouched. He's always been like that. But then, I recalled what happened last night. I felt heat rise up to my cheeks. It was sweet. Nobody has ever danced with me like that.

I felt kinda disappointed though when he left so I waited for almost half an hour until I passed out cold. And I realized, we were about to kiss. I mean I don't mind but I guess I'm just not ready yet. I don't even know how to kiss in the first place. Plus, am I his first kiss?

I'm pretty sure there are tons of beautiful girls in Brazil who tried to hit on him. Come to think of it I haven't actually got to know him. Like his past life and whatnot. It was always about me. He prioritizes me when we talk. But not last night though.

Ping!

I reached for my phone from the nightstand and entered my password. Lilith's profile appeared.

Lilith:

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Lilith:

Hey gorlie! I got some new clothes for you, you outta try it out. I'll send them to you soon! I'm sure you'll love it! Btw, good morning! <33

I chuckled.

Y/n:

Yeah, sure thing

Then I got up and took a bath.

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AUTHOR

The meeting just ended and the guys are going about on their businesses. Wicked, on the other hand, just got a new task from Chris. To continue checking attendance while he talks to the new recruits.

Wicked walked to a mini desk on the right side of the room and sat on the swivel chair. He started checking and writing the names of the people he saw present earlier. Completely oblivious of his surroundings, he thought he was alone.

He looked up and indeed the room was empty until he turned his head to the right and almost fell off his chair when he saw Carlos sitting not too far from him. A bottle of water in hand. His left leg propped on top of a stool and his eyes darted forward.

He looked pissed.

"Jesus man..." Wicked sighed.

"Thought you were alone?" Carlos asked.

Wicked awkwardly shifted his gaze to the pen he was holding.

"Yeah." He muttered.

The two fell eeriely silent as the rumbling of the air conditioner was only sound they could hear. The tension grew stronger as the air grew bitingly cold.

"Everything alright man?" Carlos suddenly spoke up. His tone ominous.

Wicked grimaced at this. "Yeah, everything's fine. Why?"