Ménage à trois | Ghost x König x FemReader

Chapter 2

I'm jostled awake by the plane landing, as I start to remember where I now am.

As I start to walk off the plane, I feel a cold brush of wind against my face, making me shiver. I then look down to see a row of men waiting to greet me. I hoist my bag up higher on my shoulder as I make my way down the steps.

The first face I look up to see is Price's, who walks up to me and gives a firm handshake and a pat on the shoulder with his other hand, "it's great to see you again Y/N" he says with a big smile.

I give him a smile while he greets me, but I look behind him hoping that no one heard him call me by my name, after all him and Shepard are some of the only people who know it.

Price breathes through his teeth whispering, "shit sorry. I mean Stinger. The team will only know you as such." He slightly leans down to my ear, "don't worry they didn't hear a thing lass, they may as well be partially deaf from all their shooting." He smiles reassuringly.

I smile back, giving him a firm handshake, "nice to see you again sir."

Price then turns to his team, as I stand beside him. He introduces me to his team, "everyone, this is Stinger, she'll be accompanying us for the next while."

I hardly pay attention to what Price says as my eyes dart over the men that I'll be staying with. My eyes stop as they get to the end, seeing a piercing glare staring back at me. The rest of the team was paying attention to Price, while this one's eyes dug into me. I couldn't help but stare back. This guy was taller than the rest with broad, strong shoulders leading to his arms that were crossed in front of him. He was wearing a mask with a plastic skull attached to it, along with all of his gear. My eyes start to trail along his body, slowly moving down until I couldn't help but notice a large outline in his jeans. My eyes widen as I quickly look back up at his gaze, which was now even more direct, but now with his eyebrows furrowed towards me. Shit. He definitely saw me looking. I shouldn't even be looking in the first place. I shake off my thoughts and refocus on what Price was saying.

"This here is Gaz," he says pointing to a darker skinned guy with a baseball cap on. I give him a nod, which he reciprocates. "Alejandro Vargas," gesturing to the Hispanic man with a slight stubble, who walks up to me and gives me a firm handshake. "Pleasure to meet you." I respond the same. "This masked one is Keegan," Price continues as he nods his head towards another masked man, this one with a painted skull on his balaclava. Keegan walks up, not saying anything but shakes my hand with both of his. "This one is-" Price is interrupted by the man making sure he says his name first, "Soap" he says with a Scottish accent as he clears his throat, putting his hands in his vest. "Nice to me you," I say, letting Price continue. "And the tall one is Ghost."

Soap butts in, "actually he prefers-"

"That's enough." Ghost interrupts with a deep voice and a British accent, glaring at him. I give him a nod, which he ignores, just staring at me.

What was the deal with this guy now? I didn't need to have someone putting a wall up, I need to rely on these guys, just as they do with me.

"Why Stinger?" Soap asks curiously.

"Why Soap?" I respond smirking at him, not necessarily wanting to bring up the meaning of my name.

"He enjoys working up a lather in the shower" Alejandro interjects, chuckling.

Soap gives a slight chuckle, "wouldn't you like to know."

Price interrupts, "actually he was given Soap because of how fast he can clean house. He does it with speed and with precision." Giving Soap a nod. "Stinger got her name last year, beforehand being known as Panther because of how quite and fast she is. Stinger came into affect after she took down a whole enemy squad by herself by lacing her knife with poison and slicing the throats of the enemy. Not deep enough for them to bleed out, but just deep enough to make them choke, while the poison took into effect, slowly killing them. Like a the stinger of a scorpion."