Ghost x Male!Reader!

Ghost x Male!Reader Part 2!

Literally just throwing stuff out there and hoping something sticks. And just making up characters as I go at an attempt to keep the story going. This fic is also still in the "may get deleted at any time" territory.

So I have maybe the next two chapters done, but after that I have no clue what to do. Please let me know what you'd like to see in this or maybe do some ideas. I'm practically on my knees begging at this point just I suck at making shit up on my own. Pointers on how to do this are very much welcomed.

 But here's part two, hope you enjoy

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Once they got to the base, Price got out the car, followed by Soap, Ghost, and Wrath.

The younger male grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder.

"I'll show you to your room." Price said, walking into the building. Wrath following.

It was definitely nothing fancy like the base he was used to, but it definitely was better then those pearly white walls and floors that hurt his eyes every time he walked down them. The walls in this base were a more grey, grimier. He liked it.

"Hope you don't mind it. It's nothing compared to the 7 Sins Task Force base, but it's a base." Price said.

"I've been in worse. Plus I don't understand why we need something that fancy." The boy commented.

Soap and Ghost stayed a little behind.

"So what do you think? Think he'll make it?" Soap asked the man next to him.

"Not sure yet. We'll see how training goes tomorrow."

Price opened a door, "This'll be your room. Feel free to make it like home."

Wrath nodded and stepped into the room. "Dinner is at 1800. And training to see your skills is at 0600 tomorrow." Price told him, he gave a small nod, said thank you and closed the door.

He took his bag off his shoulder and set it on the small bed. It was a simple room, a bed, a small desk, a dresser, and its own small bathroom. Privacy, just how he liked it.

Once dinner time came around, everyone was in the mess hall. Everyone but Wrath.

"Is he that shy to not come out?" Gaz asked, having not met him yet.

"Pride told me he likes his privacy. Only time he'd come out of his room was on missions or when Envy made him." Price told him.

"Pride? Envy? Wrath? Whats with the code names?"

"Their the 7 Deadly Sins Task Force. Delinquents brought to the military to clean up their record. Laswell named them after their pasts." Price explained. "Pride was the first one she brought in. Real name is Ethan Anderson. He's captain of the team. He was named Pride cuz he was careless when he was younger. Cared about no one but himself."

"Interesting." Soap commented.

"Does he know Wraths past or real name?" Gaz asked.

Price shook his head. "None of them really know. The only one that seems to have an idea is Laswell."

As if summoned, Wrath turned the corner and walked up to the table they were seated at, sitting down next to Soap and across from Ghost. Ghost noticing that he had on a plain dark tshirt, black ripped jeans, the black combat boots, and a zip up hoodie on, it was almost zipped all the way up and the hood was up over his head.

"Speak of the devil! The guest of honor has showed up." Soap said, patting him on the shoulder.

Price got up and grabbed him his plate of food. "Wrath, this is Gaz. Gaz, this is Wrath."