Unexpected beginnings

Secrets of the past

"Steamin' Jesus, y/n! How the hell did you do that?" Soap looks to you in amazement.
"I've picked up here and there," you stand up and look at him, Ghost is standing a few feet behind you two and just stares you down.
"Do it again," Ghost walks up to you.
You get down and do it again hitting them perfectly again.
Ghost stays quiet while Soap keeps looking between you and the target almost slack jawed. Ghost extends his hand to help you up. You take his hand and notice a familiar face scar down his forearm, "where'd you get that from?" You ask innocently.
He looks down at you, "a certain Pink person," Ghost has suspicion in his voice. You slightly freeze up at the word 'Pink'.

When you get back you frantically start pacing. You know who gave Ghost that scar. You know what they have done. It's someone that you wish you could completely destroy, but now you have to make sure someone else stays dead.

You arrive at work the next day still shaken from the day before. You walk into the base on edge. As you make your way to your office, you get stopped. Ghost puts a hand on your shoulder and uses a quiet voice, "I need you in my office."
"Ok," you hesitate, but follow him.

You two reach Ghosts office and he opens the door for you to go in first, "sit" he says firmly and not as friendly as you were used to. You sit down and Ghost walks behind the chair instead of sitting at his desk. He puts his hands on your shoulder and leans down to talk in your ear, "I know who you are," his voice is calm and collected.
"Of course you know who I am, I'm y/n," you lie through your teeth trying to keep your steady.
"Pink," Ghost moves his arms to wrap around you, "be both know this is a losing battle. Why would you come back?"
"Where else could I go?" You sound defeated, but you clench your fists, "I knew you guys would accept me," tears start to well up in your eyes.
Ghost holds you tighter, you feel trapped, "go home, I'll see you tonight at your flat," Ghost lets go.

You sit in that chair for a second and wipe your face, then stand up and immediately leave trying to to make eye contact with anyone. Ghost follows you partially on your way out. Soap sees you crying and try's to stop you, but Ghost pulls him back, silencing any words that could have been said.

You sit in your flat alone trying to calm yourself down, until you can no longer take it. You stand up from your couch and go to your bedroom and start packing. You change into the same type of clothes you would wear on a mission, you're not sure where you're going or how long you'll be gone, but you know you can't stay. You dry your face and pull on a mask right before you open your door.
You throw open your door and start into the hallway, but that's when you see Soap and Ghost waiting for you. You try to keep your head down and walk past them, but before you can fully make it past them, Soap grabs your arm, "I don't think you should go anywhere, Pink," Soap seems almost angry, but not at you.
Ghost steps in from of you and pulls you in by your belt, "go back inside, love," Ghosts voice seems caring with some underlying distrust.

They push you back into the flat and sit you down on the couch. You drop your bag. Ghost closes the door and stands in front of it. Soap crawls on top of you, pins you to to the couch with his knee between your thighs. Soap leans in close, "I don't think you're going anywhere, lass." Soaps breathing and heart rate is steady, but you can feel yours begin to speed up with along with your face heating up.
Soap slides one hand down your body from your shoulder and letting it rest on your waist. From across the room you see Ghost move from the locked door to behind the couch. He leans over from behind you and says, "why don't you tell Soap here, what your little nickname is?" In your ear.
You look at Ghost attempting to see if he would allow you to keep your secrets. Ghost shoots a look at Soap.
Soap grabs onto your hip, holding you still, and begins to push his knee further between your thighs. "Why don't you look at me? I'm the one you need to talk to," Soap continues to add pressure onto your clit until you are biting your lip.
You look at him through half lidded eyes, "Pink," you moan out, "I'm pink-mm,"
Soap hears that name and pulls back. He looks up at Ghost to confirm you are telling the truth. When Ghost gives Soap a head nod, Soap scoops you up off of the couch and carries you to your bedroom. Soap throws you on your bed, you try to look up and gain some of your control back, but instead you see Ghost leaning in your doorway allowing Soap to ask the questions, "so, lass," Soap starts as he runs his hands down your body until the land at the hem of your shirt, "you ran all over the world, making us chase you, just to have you repeatedly hunt us back and get away?" Soaps hands slip under your shirt and begin to slip it off.
You lay there wanting with the words caught in your throat. Ghost moves from the doorway to behind Soap, "Answer him," Ghost orders smoothly and holding Soaps hips.
"I had to," you breath hard through your mask, "you know it."
"There's her pretty voice," Soap says praising you, "let's hear how loud it can get," Soap unbuckles your pants and slips his hand inside of them and starts slight movements on your clit.
"Keep going, darling," Ghost says to you.
"Mm- I- uh-," you stutter, "I was working for her- mm- I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"And that's why you disappeared for three years?" Ghost says.
You moan, then pull Soap in, "do you want me to show you how sorry I am?"
"Try it, lass," Soap says standing back up.
You stand up with him and press your body to his. Soap pulls you in tight as you slip your mask off and begin to kiss his neck. Soap begins to loosen his grip as you slide your hand down his body and drop to your knees. You unbuckle Soaps pants and pull him out and stroke your hand up and down him. Soaps breath hitches as you lick up from his hilt to tip, then filling your moth full of him.
"Isn't she such a good girl?" Ghost slides his hands under Soaps shirt and lifts it off.
"Bloody hell, LT, she sure is," Soaps breathing becomes heavy as you rhythmically pump your mouth over him. Soaps hands find themselves holding your hair and guiding your rhythm.
When you open your eyes again, you see Ghost has pulled up his mask to his nose. Ghost leaves marks up and down Soaps neck and shoulders. Soap begins to breath heavier and guide your head faster, Ghost takes notice of this, "don't tell me your close already, Johnny?" Ghost teases.
"Sorry, LT," he moans before redirecting his attention to you, "don't stop, I'm gonna cum." Soaps hand is now pulling your hair to his desired speed causing you to begin to moan on his cock.
With a few last thrusts, Soap cums down your throat, "what a good job, pretty girl," Ghost says down to you. Soap looks like a mess, breathing heavy and needing Ghosts help to support his weight.
You swallow and stand up. As you reach your feet, Soap pushes you back onto your bed, "you did such a good job, lass," Soap is still breathing heavy as he starts to undress you from the waist down, "but now I think we need answers..."