Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

34. Personal protection

So, here you were now, hiring a bodyguard.

You and König got along well, Rick wasn't lying when he announced that his friend is a sweetheart. You soon also got used to his fiddling and not standing still, since he seemed to already keep it to a minimum in certain situations. He was alert, that was one of the things you noticed right away. He was swinging his head left and right, checking all the areas even more than Ghost did. And listening to all his stories, you could tell: This guy has a lot of experience. Not only his military past and knowledge about how to handle life-threatening, stressful situations and possible dangers well, but also he's been working as a bodyguard before, so he knows his shit.

Rick always had a couple of contracts in his little office in the club, since he was taking care of everything security-guard related. He got up to prepare one for you two, leaving you both alone on the table. Co-workers were constantly entering the club now and everything was prepared for the big party later. The silence was awkward. You were once again left alone with a guy whose face you could not read.

"Sooo, military yeah? What exactly was it again, you served the army here? I couldn’t make out all the names…" you mumble, trying to make some conversation as you took a sip of the drink you got yourself by now. You needed to loosen up.

“Sprichst du nicht deutsch?” (Don’t you speak german?) he calmly asks

“Not much anymore.” You mutter, making him nod hastily in response to that.

“I worked for a private military organization, yes.” He was still drinking water only. He took this serious, after all. You appreciated that.

“And your specialities were…Opening….doors…” you cringed at your choice of words, but you heard him chuckle beneath the fabric covering his face.

“Insertion specialist sounds better…” he says kindly.

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry yes…yes it does.” You could imagine him being assigned as an insertion specialist. He was huge, looking like he could bash in any door on this world. Secure any area. You wondered if you could ask him all the military-related things now Ghost didn’t answer you.

“Uhm…I’ve been wondering, were you---” you’re interrupted by Rick smacking the papers on your table.

“Alright you two, I’ve got all the paperwork done, you can look over it of course and check if anything’s missing. After that, I’d please ask you to sign the papers yadda yadda, you know how this goes.” He handed you the pen first.

You checked the papers, reading about your and his rights, checked the salary you both settled on which you kind of expected to be higher, and then signed the papers. You slid them over to König, who already looked at them and held his hand out for you to hand the pen over. It looked stupid small in his huge gloved hands. You smiled. He repeated all of your steps and then handed it over to Rick, who got back up again to scan the whole thing and get you copies.

He was fiddling again, looking around more now that the space was getting crowded as it got later in the night.

“So uhm…On the field…Interrupt me if this is not something you want to talk about but…Were you allowed to have phones there?” His gaze switched to you in an instant, confusion in his eyes. That was a very specific question.

“Phones? You mean our comms?”

“No, actual…phones? I mean, people in the army they have partners, children…How do they reach out to them when gone for an uncertain amount of time?”

He started tapping his foot.

“Uhm, yeah we have them. We can also chat and talk on it like normally. You just rarely have the time or right mind to use them. Also no signal very often. In training also, ooohh you should not have it on you in training, you can get in trouble for that sometimes!” he chuckles as he finished his glass of water. It was his sixth, since you were sitting here and it’s only been 1 hour. Remarkable. Also his chuckle was so cute, military doesn’t fit this guy, you think.