COD Oneshots (xReader)

Alejandro - Ball

haha balls
fem reader character
i haven't gone through this at all to check it but this has been on hold for so long atp i have to post it before i change my mind
2000 words
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A military ball. Who wouldn't be excited, right? A time to celebrate, drink, meet new people - when i enlisted i just couldn't wait for the day. I hadn't gone for a few years now. My first year being in 1-4-1 i found out the others don't like us too much, they think we're too scary. all night we were avoided and stared at like we were lost - so we decided not to go again and only until recently Price changed that.

"We've been through a lot recently and i'm proud of how well you're all doing. Think of this as a little treat," he grinned, passing out the tickets. Some were excited, they were new and didn't understand why we didn't usually go, but i felt both my heart and face drop at the sight of it. I tried to hand it back, telling him i couldn't go - but he said Alejandro would be there and that i'm the only reason he's even going. I bet Price invited him too... but i can't be mad, Price honestly thinks of it as a treat because he's only ever at the bar, and because we just did a mission with them it's probably good to invite Alejandro - he might just be lying so that i go.

Now it was nearly time to go and i was having a melt down in front of a mirror. One glance and i was already ready to hide in a cupboard all night. Dresses aren't my thing, never in a million years would i wear one for fun - but for tonight it was a stupid dress code. i couldn't just not go- Price bought the dress and it's a pretty dress at that, i really wouldn't want to disappoint him ... i'm not wearing heels though. I slipped on my only pair of normal shoes, some black trainers i'd only worn a couple of times. it looked strange, but the dress mostly covered them up. at least my feet won't be dying.

"Y/n? You ready?" Soap startled me a little as he knocked on the door.
"Basically," i called out, slipping a thin coat on as he opened the door.
"You're not wearing heels," he noticed, smiling like i told a joke
"I'm not." i curtseyed, showing off my extremely formal shoes.

He continued to joke about it all the way to the ballroom and only stopped when i started picking on him. the nerve of that scotsman. We met up with most of the other members of 1-4-1 outside, the ones that knew that we weren't too liked. Price was trying to reassure me it'd be fine, Ghost was there but only because he drove someone here, he was definitely leaving, Gaz and Soap were just talking excitedly like they had forgotten the whole 'people are scared of us' thing. Walking through the doors i immediately felt stares on us and heard the faint whispers i could only just hear
"Why are they here?" "i thought they stopped coming?""are they lost?"
i bowed my head, gripping the sides of my skirt a little in stress. Everyone started to split up and i had no idea where to go, and i was honestly a little frozen. i jumped when i felt Soap link arms with me, dragging me over to the buffet table, clearing it of people without even saying or doing anything.

He was picking things up like a madman, occasionally passing me something half eaten if he didn't like it. He still acts like a child. i only ate what he had barely eaten or wouldn't have been affected by his eating and threw the rest in the trash.

"i forgot how much food they had here!" he chuckled, mouth full of food as we sat down at an empty table, a tower of food on the plate in front of him.
"Doesn't mean you have to eat it all," i raised an eyebrow
"They can make more," he raised an eyebrow back. he looked like a chipmunk, and if i prodded his cheek i'm sure all the food would come flying out. Something had to be wrong with him, is it even humanly possible to eat this much? and still look mildly presentable too? he didn't have even the slightest smudge of sauce on his lips or on his clothes, is he even real? My only entertainment here was watching soap shovel food down his throat like it was just a smoothie, and when he was done he wasn't even affected by it.
"How many months of working out do you think it'll take to get rid of all that?" i joked, pointing at the stainless plate
"A 5 second walk to that girl over there? Do you think I have a chance?" he pointed so obviously that i nearly cringed.
"depends whether or not she saw you eat a whole feast,"
"You're useless, lass" he got up, dusting off invisible crumbs before striding right up to her with all the confidence in the world and she... seemed interested? well that's surprising. I wonder if seeing him eat like that completely shattered the scary façade.