Russian Operator-|~ Ghost Simon Riley X Reader

•| Midnight Warmth |•

The next day i woke up sore. my legs and body hurt. i had a mission today.. the time was 5:47 AM.

fuck. i over slept. im getting deployed on my mission at 6:30! i jolted up and looked around, the room pitch black except the TV playing.. i went to stand up and suddenly my legs felt like jelly. i fell down to my knees and groaned. i could hear a low chuckle coming from the bed. Ghost.

"fuck you.. at least help me." i rolled my eyes like he could see me. i heard him sigh and shuffle around a bit. i stayed on my knees as the light flicked on. i was picked up carefully and stood on my feet. my legs wobbled.. Ghost just chuckled as he helped me walk. he had a black shirt on that hugged tightly around his bulky muscles. he had tan cargo pants on.
he stood me still and walked to his dresser.

i noticed i was only wearing a bra and black shorts. i quickly covered my chest flustered hearing Ghost giggle. he pulled out a brown shirt and slipped it over me.

"lets get you to your room love.." he picked me up bridal style.. i still felt tired. my head leaned against his chest as we walked through the door. there, stood Gaz.

Ghost looked at Gaz suspiciously.

"uh- hey.. lieutenant-"
"tell anyone about this and ill have 3 reports on you in three seconds Gaz." i mumbled out wrapping my arms around Ghosts neck. i could feel him tense up.

"y-yes Colonel..!" and with that, Gaz rushed off nervously.

"so mean.." Ghost muttered, but chuckling.
we arrived to my room and i stood up. i was able to gain balance, but my legs still shook. i grabbed a pair of cloths and my gear and went into my bathroom. i closed the door and changed. it was a brown tank top with my bullet proof vest, black cargo pants, my dog tags and my dads dog tags and the necklace Ghost gave me hung around my neck perfectly.

the time was now 6. had to hurry. i holstered my pistol and knife, strapped my rifle to my back, and put my hair in a tight bun. the bathroom door opened the there stood Ghost.

"jeez.. so impatient." i growled looking up at him and pursing my lips.

"Price wants you, now he says." i tilt my head awkwardly.
"... both of us?" he nodded. i gulped nervously. was i too loud last night..? or did Gaz snitch? mother fuck- i walked past Ghost as he followed me to Prices office.

"what do you think its about?" i asked, fidgeting with my hand's nervously. Ghost shrugged, then i could see his small smirk crawl onto his face.

"maybe us fuc-" i slapped my hand over his mouth swiftly.

"shhhhut uppp!" i whispered as we neared Prices office. i took my hand from Ghosts mouth glaring at him chuckling deeply. i took in a deep breath and knocked. the door swung open and it was Price, Shepherd was sitting in a chair in the room.

"ah- your here.. come in. both." Price moved out the way, his voice sounded firm and stern. it was something bad. me and Ghost walked in nervously.. well just me that was nervous. we sat down next to Shepherd.. he was really old.. older than Price.

"Mila Vera. this mission shows your skills, and hard working, if you get distracted and die, not out faults." i sat firmly, but Ghost looked upset at those words.

"she won't die Shepherd." Ghost spoke up. he didn't ask for permission.. especially since Shepherd wasn't talking to him.

"what was that lieutenant?" Shepherd frowned. Ghost stayed quiet and looked away.

"thought so- Mila. this is a solo mission, your objective is to bring back 2 red canisters. they contain illegal substances that could make killer bombs." i nodded.

"retrieve canisters, bring back in one piece, and find out if im useless or useful." Shepherd looked hesitant.. but nodded slowly. Price looked a bit proud.. i haven't felt a heart warming feeling in a while from someone being proud of me.. i stood up and saluted firmly.

"i will do my hardest sir!" Shepherd had a hint of proud and passion in his eyes.

"this is a good one Price. she'll might make it." i eased up at those words. something was behind him. he was hiding something big.. something he wanted no one knowing.

"dismissed soldier, to the heli pad now." i nodded and quickly walked out. i had a frown on my face, a mean look. that fucker.. he knew something.. something I didn't.. something- everyone else knew but me..? i shook my head as i stomped down the halls towards the exit doors.

"Mila- wait?!" I heard Ghost call out. i put my hand up at him, pushing him away.

"bloody hell- whats wrong?" i shook my head a shrugged.
"nothing." one famous word. "nothing." Ghost stood in front of me crossing his arms.

"whats wrong Mila." i gritted my teeth and clenched my fist.
"get the fuck out of the way Ghost." he let his arms drop to his sides and huffed, squinting his eyes slightly.

"Mila."

"Ghost."

"Simon-"

"GHOST."

"...."
"move."

"this what your father would want?"

i froze. my eyes widened. i saw red. red. red. i cocked my fist back and raised his up, hitting him in his mask. i heard the slightest crack as he fell to the ground.

"you— do not- have the right to talk about my father." he looked up at me in shock. i felt a tear roll down my face.

"fuc- ...-" i stopped mid sentence and stormed off past him. i swung the exit doors open and seen the heli right away. behind me i could hear footsteps. 6:26..AM.

my shoulder was grabbed and i turned around pushing someone.

Gaz.

"Mila.."

"what?" i snarled. Gaz looked taken a back.
"what happ-"

"what always happens. is this what your father would want?" i scoffed and started walking back to the heli, crying, tears streamed down my face. ugly crying. i jumped up onto the heli ladder and sat down, my tears flew around in the air as i grabbed a pair of earmuffs and stuck them over my head. Ghost rushed outside staring up at me.

"Mila!!" i heard him shout, but it was muffled. i looked at him, raising my eyebrows, then flipping him off. the heli took off, the blades whirring slowly, then picking the pace up and we took off flying. Ghost tried to wave me down, but i squeezed my eyes tight.