Fem reader~
Her hands gracefully traced your face as she laid beside you watching you sleep contently.
"Farah, I can't sleep if you keep touching me." You groggily said taking an arm wrapping it around her waist, pulling her closer.
"I love your skin."
She said as she continued to run her fingers down to your chin bringing you in for a kiss. "You mean if I didn't have all these scars?"
She chuckled shaking her head disagreeing with you. "Your beautiful no matter the scars." She kissed your face where each scar embarked itself upon your fair skin.
"Is that so?"
Farah kissed your lips once more before nodding. "Your scars tell me a story, a story of how strong you are, how you fought tough battles and made it out, but despite all, you remain a kind and beautiful person."
You reached up grabbing a hold of her cheek, sending shivers down her spine as your cold hands traced her kind features.
"I could say the same thing about you." You pressed another kiss to her lips before sitting up in the shared bed.
"We should get going to patrol, Alex's going to get annoyed if we keep him waiting all the time."
Farah groaned a bit trying to hold you down from leaving. "He'll get over it." She mumbled into your side. "Farah, love let's go." You encouraged her a bit but she was stubborn, regardless of how hard you tried.
"I'll treat you later if we get going."
From that suggestion she shot up from her spot smiling at you. "Then let's go." She said dragging you towards the washroom.
You laughed seeing her get dressed.
Wearing your long sleeve shirt you slipped on a mask covering the lower half of your face, ridding of the scars that made you insecure.
"The mask again?" Farah pouted watching as you fixed your hair accordingly to the mask.
"I-it makes me feel like a monster."
You said feeling your face over the mask. Farah sighed hugging you from behind. "But your not and you know that." She buried her head into your shoulder pressing a small kiss against your nape.
"But I won't force you to remove it, keep it on until your comfortable." She reassured looking at you through the mirror.
"Thank you Farah."
Grabbing your hand she held it tightly taking you along with her to meet up with Alex.
"Alex, ready?" Hadir, yelled out to him as he caught sight of you and Farah leaving your quarters. Alex nodded hopping into the back of the truck holding a hand out to help Hadir on.
"Good rest sister?" Hadir asked Farah as he noticed her smiling like a fool. "Very good." She said taking his hand hopping onto the truck.
You sat beside her watching as Alex shut the trunk hitting it twice signaling for the driver to drive.
The four of you traveled out to patrol the border before beginning any real missions.
"(Y/n) that mask you wear, is there a reason?"
Alex asked as his eyes narrowed toward you. Hadir nudged him in a way of saying that it was a sensitive question.
You you'd eventually have to explain it regardless of how sensitive the question was, people were curious and you feed the sorry to their wandering minds.
"Before Price assigned me to work along side you, I was captured and tortured by the Butcher and his hench men, I was captured under the influence that I held valuable information, but despite that they still held me captive torturing me till I gave up the location of the gas, but I refused and when Price had rescued me I was bound with terrible scars all over my body. Left me insecure with myself now hence the mask."
Farah sighed, she had heard that story many times but every time she did it made her hurt a little more inside knowing that the woman she loved had suffered because of her, but you never blamed her.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked." Alex bowed slightly trying to avoid eye contact with Farah who he assumed was fuming at the mere sight and sound of his voice.
"It's alright, at this point there's no point in hiding anymore yeah?"
Taking the mask off your revealed to the three of them the burn marks and cuts that ran down your cheek and neck. "Everyone is bound to see them eventually." You said, as you continued to remove your gloves showing your burned hands.
"I hope this doesn't gross you out." You chuckled a bit feeling their eyes watch you.
"I'm glad you can trust us." Alex said giving you a pat on your shoulder.
You smiled seeing Hadir agree.
Farah reached over grabbing onto you hand as she gave you a reassuring squeeze. "See, you're are beautiful love." She said kissing your hand then your cheek.
"Save it for later sister." Hadir cringed a bit feeling himself squirm uncomfortably in his tactical gear.
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Call of duty imagines
FanfictionThis is just me projecting my daddy issues. Disclaimer: I haven't played the games in a while nor even started playing MW2 so..I'll probably take some time to refresh my memory of these characters lol.
