(Requested. Male reader :P )
The whole team had invited you to go out you a bar with them after a successful mission, everyone was going and they were hoping you would too.
You are on your bed, looking at the text that Soap had just sent you Get your ass out here in 10, we're leaving You hadn't even gotten dressed, sitting there in just boxers. "Fuck." You got up and walked over to your closet, taking out a black button-up and a pair of sweats. Basically whatever appeared in your hands. You got dressed and did your hair
4 minutes
well shit. You put on your shoes and grabbed your wallet, leaving your room and heading down the hallways to the front of the building, multiple cars outside. "Just in time! Get in lad!" Soap honked the horn, leaning over to yell out the passenger side window. You rolled your eyes and got into his car, clicking your seatbelt on. "Do you even know where we're going or are you following." you looked out the window, he was obviously following the other cars. "No idea might just drive us off the road and into a ditch." He shot you a smirk, you could see it from the reflection of the mirror. "I wouldn't doubt it." He gasped sarcastically "What mean words, I'm not at all a bad driver." You sighed and held the bridge of your nose in between your fingers, "Just drive Soap."
You all arrived at the bar without a scratch, it was a small bar on the far north side of town. It was quite quiet inside, music being played quietly for the few customers that sat around the bar. "Gloomy much" Ghost muttered and walked away from the group. He always liked to just people-watch whenever the group went out so it didn't bother you much. You sat down at the bar, far right corner, and ordered a margarita. You sat there alone most of the night, someone had to drive the team back home so you decided to stay somewhat sober. At least enough you could drive safely without killing anyone.
You always had an eye for a special someone in the group, someone you couldn't quite keep your eyes off whenever you watched the team from afar. He just had the most attractive smile, walk, laugh, and just everything else. He was flawless in your eyes, well flawless if he didn't make those horrible jokes that you couldn't help but laugh at. God how you wished he felt the same, everything in you told you to tell him one day but you couldn't muster up the confidence to tell him. So for now you sat, watching the man mess around with Price and Gaz, his laugh making your heart skip a beat.
You picked up the can of soda, sipping on it as you looked at your phone. Everything in the bar was slow and calm. Boring. "(Y/N)!" You jumped a bit at your name being said from right behind you. You looked behind you...Soap. "What?" you could smell the alcohol on his lips from your seat, he was right behind you so what did you expect? "Are you driving? I hadn't even seen you drink at all." He sat down right beside you, taking the can of soda from your hand and drinking some of it "Someone needs to be able to drive." You mumbled, looking at his slightly flushed face, oh how you just wanted to hold his drunken little face right now. "At a boy...thinking way ahead of me!" He laughed, placing his hand on your shoulder. You smiled at him, took his hand off your shoulder, and looked away from him, a slight blush on your face.
You sat in the car, playing with the keys Soap had given you when he told you everyone was going to go home, they had space in Ghost's car so you wouldn't need to be taking anyone home in the back seat. "It was just a damn compliment...get it together" you scolded yourself because you were still thinking about what he had said to you. "Ready lad?" Soap got into the passenger seat and put on his seatbelt. You started the car, and the car ride was silent. You weren't really in the mood to start a conversation with the man sitting beside you but you could feel this sort of random choking tension in the vehicle. So thick that you could cut it with a knife, you sighed and looked over at him once you stopped at a red light. "What...I know you wanna say something." your sentence made him come out of his daydream, looking back at you. "I do but park the car first." You sighed and nodded, the rest of the drive dead silent.
You put the car in park and turned on the light that was on the roof, turning so you were fully facing him. "Okay, what's up?" You rested your hands on your thigh, a bit nervous for some random reason. "(Y/N)...were friends right?" he fidgeted with his hands a bit, not wanting to make eye contact with you. You chuckled at his little statement "What makes you think we aren't Soap? I wouldn't be here right now if we weren't." You ran your fingers through your hair, a bit tired as it was getting extremely late.
"Friends...That's what I mean, I want to be more than that with you."
"What..."
You sat there in shock at his words, just in some sort of daze. "Nevermind! I'm sorry.." He covered his face and sighed, opening the car door to get out. "Wait, don't leave." You grabbed his arm, pulling him back before he could step out of the car. "Tell me this when you're fully sober...I'm not rejecting you but I want you to fully know what you're saying to me." You kept it together on the outside but you felt your heart skipping in your chest, hoping what he said would be the same when he sobered up. "Of course..." He looked a bit disappointed that he would have to do this all over again but he knew your doubts.
"I've always had these feelings for you...(Y/N)" He mumbled
"Have you..."
