Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

8.Game Night

"Come on, you got to get to know her. YN, Price said to take a shower and then come meet us in the living room."

I let out a sigh and nodded.

After a very uncomfortable shower, I got dressed and opened the door.

Ghost was leaning against the wall and stared at me.

"You pervert, you were watching, weren't you!?"

"I have no interest in that. I have nothing to gain from watching you shower."

"You have something to gain."

"And what's that?"

"A boner." I smirked.

"From a two? I don't think so."

"EXCUSE ME!?"

"Hurry up. Price wants to see us in the living room."

He turned and marched away from me.

I followed, stomping my socked feet after him.

A two!? A two!?

I've had men fight over me multiple times! How fucking rude!

He doesn't know what he's talking about!

Who does he think he is to say that to me!?

I'm not the one hiding my face behind a sticky filthy mask.

He probably doesn't even wash them.

We made it to the living room and I glanced around.

"What's this?"

"Since you're now a part of the team, Price decided it was fit to make some bonding time. We're playing Just Dance!" Soap grinned.

"Let's make one thing clear, yeah?" Ghost stepped forward. "She's not a part of the team. She's an asset. We're not here to get buddy-buddy with her."

"Oh come on, don't you want me to bond with you all so I feel some sympathy when I see you get shot down and I'm the only one there to help you?"

"I can assure you, I'll be fine."

"Don't get to cocky."

"Anyways," Price clapped his hands together and stood up. "YN, you and Soap go first."

"I won't take part of this."

"That's fine. No one will miss you." I shrugged before walking up in front of the TV.

The song began and I could feel their eyes on me.

When was the last time they felt the touch of a woman?

They must be dying for a taste.

But as long as they only look and don't touch, I'm fine.

Did they purposely choose this hip swinging song?

Perverts.

But like I said, I don't care as long as they stay off me.

I guess men gotta have some fun too.

"I win!" I grinned and put my arms down.

"How!? I was doing everything they said to do!"

"I guess I'm just all that much better."

"Whose next?"

"Gaz and Price?" I shrugged.

"Alright. Gaz, let's go." Price stood up and took the control from me. I sat down and glanced over my shoulder. Ghost stood in the doorway and stared at me.

"Jesus, was he assigned to watch me, or has he taken it soon himself to be so creepy?" I asked Soap as he sat next to me.

"Hm? Oh, that's just how he is. You'll get use to him. I'm sure he'll warm up to you too."

"He doesn't seem like the type to warm up to criminals."

Soap laughed and scratched the back of his neck.

"It's alright. Just...don't get in his way and don't act out. He'll leave you alone if you leave him alone."

"That'll be difficult. I'm literally hiding out in his closet."

Soap laughed again.

"Watch, it'll be okay." He pat my shoulder.

I glanced back over to look at Ghost again but he was gone.

Thank god.