My Love (ghost x reader)

Chapter 1: the mission

You where in your room finnishing up your makeup for the undercover mission at the club with Ghost. You were  wearing a tight red dress that hugged close your body which has a small slit running up your left leg and a strap on your thigh holding your knife, small pearl earrings, your were going with a natural look for your makeup but with red lips, and your hair was slightly curly. You looked in the mirror, moving your hair out of your face before taking a deep breath and walking out of your room to the stairs to see ghost leaning on the wall with his arms crossed resting on his chest. You walked down the stairs

"you ready to go L.T?" You asked, looking over at him.

Ghost gave you a curt nod "affirmative" he said, his voice in a low grumble from yelling orders, the kind of shouting ones voice can't truly recover from. he quickly gave your outfit a look up and down before focusing on your face.

He turned twords the door and opened it, signaling you to walk through first. You nodded as a thanks and walked through before getting into the passengers seat. He followed a few seconds after, dropping into the driver's seat and used one hand to turn the keys in the ignition while the other rested on the wheel. The sun rested low on the horizon, giving way to a clear night.

You shifted in your seat to get comfortable, you leaned back into the seat and looked at the sunset admiring it's beauty. Ghost slowly pulled the car out of the parking lot and onto the road. Every once and a while his eyes quickly glanced at the small device on the dashboard to check their location and where he needed to go. Ghost was a man of few words, not speaking much during the ride. You both knew the mission and knew it well, so why speak of it?

After some time passed, you looked at the device on the dash and noticed you two were near the location. You pulled the sun-visor from the ceiling of the car and looked at the mirror in it to make sure you still looked exceptional for the job. After fixing the things that needed to be fixed, you closed the mirror and put the sun-visor back up. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself to be surrounded by drunk people in the club.

Ghost pulled up to the front and dropped her off, slipping through the security easily. "Stay frosty" he commented, watching you step out of the car.

"Always sir" you replied, closing the door behind you with a deep breath. You walked inside to be instantly defend by loud music. You sat down at the bar as your eyes dart around looking. For the target.

When your eyes land on him you whispered into the earpiece "eyes on target" the target looked over to you, looking you up and down before stumbling towards you obviously drunk.

You glance over to the doors when you see a fimmiler man walk in, ghost. This is how you knew the mission was a go. You gave him a small nod but he just looked at you, then the target before moving to a corner of the room near the stairs that led upto private rooms. He was watching from afar, he was there for protection. Just incase somthing goes wrong, there would be a way out.

The man finally made it over to you with a smirk on his face "why hello there beautiful mind if I buy you a drink?"he said, which made You internaly cringe but you smiled at him "ofcorse, would you like to sit?" You asked, patting the seat next to you. He immediately sat when you asked, turning to the bartender telling him that your drink is on him. After the drink came, you took a sip of the wine and thanks the man.

He looked at you with a smirk "you come here alone?" he said, slipping an arm around your waist.

You immediately knew his intentions and came up with a plan.

Ghost's eyes swept across the room as he casually stood at the edge of the room with a newly ordered drink in his hand. He mainly enjoys the taste of beer and vodka  he didn't really drink the 'fancy' stuff; not champagne or even cheap wine. His eyes locked onto you and the target for a moment, feeling somthing heavy expand across his chest. He glared at the man, wanting to smash the beer bottle in his hand.

You hummed " yea, I just got off work actually, just here to relive some stress" you said looking at the man. He looked at her for a moment, thinking.

"I can help receive that stress if you let me bring you to a room upstairs?" He said with a smirk. 'Wow, he's practically doing my job for me' you thought as you nodded with a smile. You and him got up with his hand still around your waist and began to walk upstairs twords the rooms. You glanced at ghost with a nodded, telling him that this was your plan.

Ghost watched as you two walked up the stairs. Once he was in the targets blind spot he silently followed behind. Jealousy began to seep in his mind, clouding his vision a bit. He wanted to kill the man that dared to lay a finger on you. He always shadowed behind you, protecting you from a distance. Wherever you where, he followed. It was his job to assure that if anything went wrong, he'd be there to get you out.

The target opened the door and gestured you to walk inside, which you did. Ghost walked to the door, putting his ear next to it to listen incase you need him. Incase something goes wrong. The target immediately closed the door and pushed you to the wall, latching onto your neck. You felt incredibly uncomfortable so you decided to get the job done, attempting to reach for your knife that is strapped onto your thigh but he stops you. He grabbed your hands and put them above your head. Fuck. You panicked slightly, but tried to remain calm. You cursed under your breath and kicked him in the crotch. The target fell to the floor in pain.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yelled, standing back up and lunging twords you with an attempt to punch you. You quickly grabbed the knife and stabbed his neck as ghost bursts into the room. The target falls onto the floor once again, reaching for his neck in shock.

You stood there and caught your breath, looking over at ghost with a nod "I'm alright" you assured him. He just nodded in return.

"Come on, I have a new way out" Ghost said, taking the knife out of the now dead targets neck and puts the body in the bed; covering it with the bed sheets. He wiped the finger prints off of the door handle and handed you your knife back.He said "Don't touch anything without gloves. I don't have anything for you so you'll have to rely on me" that's what he wanted after all.

He hated that man for getting all handsy with her, it made him want to put a bullet through his skull. He shook his head and lead you down the hallway and service staircase.

As you followed him down the stairs, you realized he seemed.. off. To the untrained eye he looks fine; just doing his job, just same old ghost. But it's different with you, you've been working with him for a while now and you can tell when something is off. Over time you've learned how to read him, but this feeling is new; the way he looked at the target made the thought of him possibly being jealous. The thought sent shivers down your spine, but chose to ignore it, knowing it would be awkward if you brought it up. You felt a small smile tug on a lips at the thought of THE Simon 'Ghost' Riley being jealous of the man who touched you.