COD Oneshots (xReader)

Graves - Loyal

neutral reader | 2000 words
sorry for repeat of character so soon, i got the idea and didn't want to lose it
y/n pov

The ride to the Mexican Special Forces' base was silent, and it was clearly confusing the three non-shadows we had with us. They wanted to celebrate, at least soap wanted to - but the atmosphere was as tense as ever. I knew what was about to happen, and after all this time spent with the group i knew it wasn't going to be taken well - but i know that it's what has to happen to prevent something worse.

I felt my heart speed up as the cars stopped at the gates. Graves will handle this, he always does. i took a deep breath out before exiting the truck.
"What's this?" Alejandro stepped forward, pointing to the several shadows operating his base
"This is the immediate future, step away from the gate," Graves ordered, formal and straight to the point. the group was caught off guard, and for a moment all i could hear was the rain bouncing off my helmet
"What?" Soap questioned
"you heard me," Graves kept his tone, a number of shadows standing next to him. They had to understand, if this situation escalated i'd have no idea what to do.

"You're crazy, this is my base." Alejandro was still thoroughly confused, not understanding the new ownership. i fidgeted a little in my place behind the group, behind ghost. id gotten to know him just a little bit, but only things he was willing to show. he was still as mysterious and menacing as ever, making me hate where i stood
"It's not a base. This is a sizeable covert facility... and i admire it. So i'm taking it. You boys have been relieved. Thank you for your service" Graves continued with his formal words. my palms grew sweaty in my gloves, i was worrying too much. Graves always knows what to do, this will be alright.
"no, no, no. I don't take orders from you," Alejandro refused
"Didn't Valeria say that?" Graves questioned, "now that makes me wonder what else i don't know about your affiliation with the drug-lord?" the situation was definitely escalating
"What the fuck did you just say to me, pendejo?" Alejandro stepped forwards, trying to intimidate, which wouldn't work well in this situation. Soap moved forward and pulled the man back.
"You're out of line graves," he disagreed too, them both still way too close to Graves.
"Don't do that," he stepped back, looking to me before looking back at them, "don't... do that. No one needs to get hurt here"
"Are you threatening us?" Ghost shifted his weight onto a different foot. i tried not to show concern, but i could tell Graves could see it
"Soldier, I don't make threats. I make guarantees. So let's not do this." his eyes looked across the confused men before him.

"I'm calling shepard," Soap turned walking away only to pause at Graves quick response
"General Shepard sends his regards. He told me y'all wouldn't take this well," of course they wouldn't.
"He knows about this?" Ghost spoke again
"He's put me in command of this operation from here on out so y'all need to stand down. it's time to let the pros finish this. and why the hell are we talking like this is some negotiation? it's not. I've got my orders and now you have yours" he was trying to control them, get them to understand, but they're stubborn, so stubborn
"and who the fuck do you think you are, cabrón? my men are inside!" Alejandro yelled at him. This has gone too far, they need to leave before something else happens
"I'm afraid not," Graves paused, looking to me and gesturing me over with a nod. with only two steps forward, ghost's arm was held out stopping me. "Your men have been... detained." He finished.

i felt Ghosts arm tense against me, and everything started to move in a blur. Alejandro yelled, charging at Graves, only to be pushed against a truck, hands zip-tied by a shadow. how could we mess up this bad? i tried to move forward again but ghost was strong
"Graves, what the fuck?!" Soap stepped too close again, threateningly. Graves and a shadow held up their guns, the shadow shooting the other shadow Soap had used as a meat shield. i on the other hand had frozen, slowly looking up at the tall masked man's eyes. i don't think he knew what to do either, i hadn't moved to attack him and i'd spent so long with the group he had no idea what my intentions were. as his eyes were locked with mine, he threw a knife at a shadow who was closing in, my eyes widening in a greater amount of fear. Chaos had encircled us, Graves knocking out Alejandro then shooting Soap in the shoulder. There were so many bodies on the floor of my friends, all i wanted to do was focus on the rain, hitting my helmet, soaking into my balaclava.

I had to do something, but whatever i did i would definitely die immediately. my hands shifted on my gun, only a shake of anxiety but it still startled ghost. he threw my gun away before he grabbed my upper arm and pushed me forward so that i was a meat shield in front of Graves. he then ripped off my helmet, picking up a handgun from my holster and pointing it to the side of my head. Everyone froze. It wasn't a secret that me and Graves were close, so therefore no one even showed the intention of moving, except ghost, who was definitely showing the intention of moving his finger to squeeze the trigger.
"You're still on his side, aren't you, Y/n?" he spoke quietly in my ear, voice full of aggression. No matter what he did i'd be on Graves side, i'd never met someone i'd been able to be so close with, someone who understood me who i could also understand. id never even dream of betraying him, even if that meant betraying others. i slowly nodded, Ghost's only reply being the movement of the gun, painfully pressing harder against my skull. I looked into the eyes of the man in front of me. he didn't know what to do. A rare occasion that just so happens to make my heart drop. he didn't know what to do. i heard the scrape of concrete behind us and then leaves rustling, Soap was gone.
"Let Alejandro go," Ghost ordered. Graves looked conflicted, he knew he shouldn't, but he didn't want me hurt. the shadows who were next to him seemed to be focused on something else before i was quickly hit in the head with great force with the butt of the handgun then roughly pushed forwards. i stumbled and fell to the ground, my ears ringing as the world swayed.

I felt the vibration of footsteps, stopping once they surrounded me. one knee hit the ground in front of me as Graves knelt to my level, holding my head.
"Are you alright? are you concussed? Are you hurt anywhere else?" he looked me over. i slowly moved a hand up, placing it on his shoulder.
"I'm... I'm fine," i tried to get up, only to stumble into him. he held me in an embrace.
"i can get you to the infirmary?" he suggested
"i'm just a little dizzy," i refused, trying to stand up again. he rose with me, holding me so i wouldn't fall.
"You're going inside," he tried to pass me off to another shadow but i gripped onto his sleeves.
"You're not coming with me?" i stared into his blurry blue eyes.
"i have to get the others," he tried to loosen my grip by grabbing my hands but i didn't budge
"you mean kill? we just completed a mission with them, don't you think it's harsh?" The shadows around us froze, fearing an extreme kind of reaction from him
"They're a danger to us and the operation, but if you like them that much even after getting hit, kill will be last resort," he tried to reason
"It shouldn't even be a last-" he cut me off, lips against mine. it filled my painful mind with so many thoughts - was he doing this to shut me up or is this some kind of confession? either way, i was enjoying it, perhaps far more than he expected. he pulled away once my grip on his sleeve subconsciously loosened, passing me off. i saw his face had gone a little red before he quickly marched off. No matter the reason for the kiss, i hope my reaction was enough to at least change his decision.

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It was the next morning and i was still hearing about it. "Did you hear? L/n and the Commander kissed! in front of people!" they seemed way too excited, like weird teenagers. i hadn't seen Graves since last night and i didn't quite enjoy eating lunch alone in a different base. i had heard that the majority of shadows had come back, but barely any had come back. which probably meant most had died, most likely to Soap and Ghost. My head still hurt mainly because i couldn't stop thinking about it. Could it have gone differently, if we had done something instead would any of this have even happened? i didn't have much of an appetite, still having a full tray of food in-front of me. Was Graves alive? Was he angry with me? Maybe if i hadn't insisted on no killing so many of us wouldn't be dead, bodies just on a flooded street. they started killing us before we even landed a hit on them, maybe they did deserve it. I felt my eyes water a little, and when i felt a familiar scent behind me and a tap on the shoulder, i couldn't help but shoot up, spinning and hugging graves as my eyes leaked tears.
"I'm sorry, i shouldn't have insisted-" i buried my face into his geared up chest as he started to stroke my hair slightly
"They didn't listen," he comforted, though it made me freeze
"What?" i looked up into his eyes
"it was unprofessional, but so many of their friends were dead, they refused and still tried to kill them, the two ended up escaping still," he leant his cheek on the top of my head, pulling me into a tighter hug.

we were in silence for a moment, before he broke it. "i don't think i've ever been as afraid as i was when Ghost held that gun to you and a shadow tried to sneak up on him, i really thought you were going to die," he sat us down on the bench, still hugging.
"well i'm alive and you're alive, that's all that matters right now," i backed away from the hug, "and i love you," i leant forward
"i love you too," he still seemed a bit shocked at the words, but continued to lean forward with me, our lips locking together again.