Crazy Over You ~ Simon Ghost Riley x Reader

17. tender ***

You woke up early and hit the gym for a few hours, in need to work your muscles to prepare for future missions. You appreciate the alone time this morning as it let you work through your thoughts. 

As soon as you got done with your workout, Ghost walked into the gym. You greeted each other, and as much as you wanted to linger, you walked back to your room to read for a little bit. 

You sipped on some hot tea while you read a romance novel for a couple of hours until you heard a knock on your door.

"Come in!" you welcomed.

Your eyes softened as you spotted Ghost. "Wanna go for a walk?"

You instantly closed your book, not caring where you were at in the book, to indulge in time spent with him. "Of course!"

--

You walk to a secluded area slightly off the base that's surrounded by small mountains and pretty trees. You didn't even know this was out here. "Oh, wow, it's beautiful."

"Indeed... but not as beautiful as you."

"Simon... that was so sweet," you smiled up at him, earning a slight chuckle from him. You look around before you nuzzle into his chest, wrapping your arms around his thick body, under his arms. You breathed in his scent as your eyes fluttered shut. "Ahh... you smell so good."

His arms wrap around you, one resting on the back of your head. 

You stay like that for a moment until you suggested sitting down. The way you guys sat down had an idea pop into your head. He sat in front of you while you were sitting behind him. You scooted up, your legs splayed to either side of him, pulling his back to your chest. "Like this?"

He relaxed as he sighed, "...Yeah, I do."

You kissed his forehead over his balaclava. "Good. I do, too."

While you rubbed his biceps, massaged his shoulders, and let your fingers trace circles over his chest, you two enjoyed the view in silence. You never were the type of person to feel so relaxed in silence, but with him, you enjoyed the silence. It was content and blissful. Sweet and safe. 

His voice broke as he muttered, "I'm not sure I'm doing this right."

"What do you mean?" you asked with concern.

"This. Us." 

"Oh... Well, there's no wrong way to do it... I don't think. It's what we make it."

"Yeah..." he agreed, sighing in relief.

--

The hour was nice, the slight breeze was calming as you two relaxed together. That was until his phone wouldn't stop ringing, and though he ignored it, footsteps came from behind as Soap was hollering for the Lieutenant. 

"L.T.!" he called.

Ghost groaned, rolling his eyes. "What?"

He catches his breath as he spots the both of you sitting with each other, looking back at him. "What're you two doing out'ere?"

"Just... relaxing. What's up?" you asked.

"Price is calling for evals in the arena," he informed as he shook a confused look off his face. 

--

Walking to the arena, you see the captain, Gaz, and Soap talking in front of an open mat area. 

"Thanks for joining, guys..." Price cleared his throat. "Today I want to assess your fighting techniques. Everyone is to take turns sparring with each other."