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I stare at myself in the mirror and grunt.
Being hung over actually being VIOLENTLY hung over wasn't on my to do list. My brain wasn't remembering a single thing about that night all I could think back was the drinks and the bitter taste hitting my throat again.
I slowly walk back to my room feeling so weak and ill like some poor Victorian child, all I wanted was to lay on my bed like Charlie's from Chocolate Factory's grandparents.
I slightly chuckle at my own joke, maybe in another life i was a comedian? I holt seeing Ghost in front of my room knocking at my door, my eyes widened.
What does he want? Fuck me I can't talk to him being this hung over I'll throw up on him!
Who let me drink this much? If I was with Gaz and Soap why didn't they stop me???
I begin to step backwards trying to not make a single sound, but he's a fucking professional he could probably her my heart beat from the other side of the planet.
His head turns almost immediately towards me. I feel a heart attack or something else coming.
His skull mask always gave me chills, I have a theory that he's a virgin I mean what women would fuck him with that mask on it would just scare them all away.
"Morning, sir." I say clearing my throat even though I knew I sound like someone who smoked like 100 packs of cigarettes. He begins to walk towards me, sorta looking like Batman.
"I was just... I was um." I try to explain myself not understanding why no words were coming out.
I slightly flinch when he's standing in front me, I continue ignoring eye contact. "Price wants to see you." He breaths in. "Right thank you, sir." I clear my throat, my breathing gets worse smelling him.
He smelt of burnt wood or the forest, very manly I don't think he is the type to wear cologne he just had his own odor, which made it scarier cause you could recognize it in seconds.
I blink quickly waiting for his presence to leave me. He clears his throat, "Now, mouse."
My head darts from side and side as I bite my bottom lip, "Yes, sir." I just decide to walk away from him while keeping my eyes on the ground. I flinch hearing his boots turning the opposite direction of me.
My body relaxes entering my room, he had a sort of effect on me. Making me scared shitless I could never look up at him or it felt sorta disrespectful to even think of him in a negative light.
I quickly brush my hair and put on my uniform, no time to put in a bun so I decide to just leave it like that. My feet shuffle swiftly to Prices office.
I catch my breathe standing in front of, I knock.
"Sir, you called for me?" I exhale softly.
Price looks up at me.
My eyes dart almost immediately to the other man in the room, he just stood there in a uniform same as mine, his blue eyes exploring my body, and his slick back hair that reminded me of my moms favorite rock band. He wasn't not handsome he was actually my type.
"Mouse.." he stands up, Price looked down at the man, "This is Keegan." He points, "Keegan is just going to be joining us for this next mission so he'll be sticking with you." He explains.
My eyes look all over his body, his blue bright eyes reminded me of ghost.
He has a familiar presences or something was familiar it wasn't that he reminded me of ghost it was more than that.
"Okay, sir what is it you would like me to do?" I ignore the man's eyes just fixating on me the entire time.
"Soap, Gaz are out right now otherwise I would asked them and well...." He trails off the last word, almost like hiding something, "No matter I just want you to catch him up to date with what we have done and the main target and tomorrow I'll be telling you two about the mission you're going on."
I nod my head, "Will that be everything, sir?" I ask.
"That will be it, mouse." He sits back down.
"Alright, sir." I respond heading out the door with the man following behind me.
I want to roll my eyes as he continues to look at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. Of course ive always had to deal with men practically undressing me with their eyes but this was different.
"Okay what?" I come to a holt and ask the man.
"What do you mean?" He responds.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" My eyebrows grow furry.
"Do you not recognize me?" He chuckles slightly, I nod a soft no in response never seeing this man once before in my life before today.
"You're kidding." He licks the corner of his lips. I continue looking at him with confusion not understanding what he was referring too.
"You tried to hook up with me last night." He admits. My eyes widened slightly, I swallow my spit harshly.
"What." I slide my hand down my mouth. "I..I think I would have remembered that." I try to reassure myself.
"We didn't hook up.. I mean." He chuckles once again.
"I'm sorry I honestly am I was just drunk and like I haven't even kissed anyone in a year." I explain, "I mean I just..." I sigh and close my lips.
"Did we...do anything." I ask.
"No." He replies, "do you wanna?" He inches closer to me, I push him off slightly, "No! Keegan listen..."
I don't think I've ever rejected anyone am I going to do this right?
"You're hot and stuff but we're working together now."
"Only for this mission." he adds.
"Either way it would be VERY unprofessional to sleep or do anything with you." I dart my eyes from the corners not seeing a person.
"I feel like you'll change your mind because what..." he looks me deep into my eyes. "It's been a year since you've kissed someone how long has it been since you've had someone in you."
I grow fluster never hearing someone especially A SUPERIOR ever talk to me in that sort of tone.
"I promise you, sir that unless you got me drunk I will never sleep with you" I pull my eyes away from his.
"Whatever you think... lust makes people do crazy things." He says as I walk away.
I don't look back, but maybe he was right? I'm not saying I would sleep with him but sometimes I'm just so... horny I would sleep with anyone.
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