You carried a big box in your arms as you took it to the quarter you would be staying in. You enlisted in the military around 7 months ago, and took all the training you needed, then eventually got in. After checking out possible forces, you decided on task force 141. After consulting it with General shepherd, And captain price, you joined. They told you that you would get your own quarter in around a month, but for now you would have to share with your lieutenant, Simon Riley. He went by the code name, "ghost". You didn't really think it was weird, but apparently some other people did.
you carried the final box into the room, and opened the first one filled with your clothes. you took them out, and began folding them on the bed. you flinched when you heard the floorboards creak. your head darted up, to see him leaning on the doorframe, in a black hoodie, black sweatpants and work boots. he had on skeleton gloves, and a silver necklace.
"you must be Y/N, huh?" He asked, tilting his head a little, crossing his arms. "Oh, yeah, hi!" you said smiling and waving at him. "just heard that we have to share a quarter for a month. bit weird innit?" he questioned, again. "oh, i don't really think its that weird. if you're uncomfortable i can work something ou-" "no need. we'll be fine like this." He cut you off. amazing first impression. "alright then." You looked at the clothes and continued unpacking and folding. He stayed silent, and you didn't care that much. then he opened his mouth again. "so, where do you plan on sleeping tonight eh?" he asked, standing up straight again, looking you up and down, practically checking you out. "well, i was planning on sleeping in this bed, actually." the bed in question was the only one in the room, which you came to realize once he gave you a stare, raising an eyebrow. "hm." he acknowledged, and walked out of the room. 'was that a good sign?' you thought to yourself. you just continued unpacking and putting your belongings away.
once you finished, it was around 7pm. you needed to get to bed early, so you started to get unready. you took off your shirt, a white graphic tee-shirt with sharks on it, and then your pants which were just basic black cargo pants. you got into the shower, and the water was warm. it felt nice, you hadn't showered in 3 days, which made you feel super icky about yourself, but you came through and got yourself cleaned up. you put some shampoo on your head, and massaged it in whilst the water kept running. you heard the bathroom door open, and it made you freeze, standing there in shock.
"h-hello?!" you concerningly said, trying to see a shadow through the shower curtain. you did see one, leaning on the bathroom counter, messing with things. "hello?" you asked again, a little agitated that this person wasn't answering. reluctantly. you pulled back some of the curtain, and stared at ghost. the mysterious figure in the bathroom. "okay, what the actual fuck are you doing in here?! I'm taking a shower!" he didn't respond, and didn't even look at you, which usually would make you relieved, but for some reason you wanted him to. you just sighed and got back to washing your hair. you didn't want him to see your body, mostly because of the fact you didn't have a dick, but also that you had top surgery scars. your mind went to several scenarios, one consisting of the fact you had to take your T-shot, and put a soothing gel on your scars.
you finished, but he was still in the bathroom. you waited for around 40 seconds, before getting fed up and asking fiercely; "could you please get the hell out? i need to leave the shower and I'm not quite comfy with you seeing my body." without saying a word, Simon left the bathroom. with a sigh of relief, you stepped out and wrapped a towel around your waist, turning off the shower. you washed your face, applied your hair products, and put on the soothing gel while filling up your T-needle. you sat down, and squeezed a spot on your thigh, sticking the needle in, and putting the testosterone in your leg. you wiped down the blood, and put a Band-Aid on it. putting your pajama shirt and pajama pants on, you walked out of the bathroom.
you saw Ghost, laying on the bed with his phone in hand, scrolling. you just sat down beside him, and got under the covers. you were so tired, your eyelids were starting to fall, and you were drifting away to dreamland. "goodnight." you heard him say, his deep and raspy British accent echoed through your ears, and your cheeks turned pink. the nightstand lamp turned off, and you fell asleep.
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you awoke. your eyes crusty, and your lips chapped. you wiped your eyes, and drank from the bottle of water on the nightstand next to you. your throat ached. you stood up, and walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. you walked in, and then realized that a certain someone had beat you to it. Ghost. he was in the shower, how did you not hear the water from outside the door? you groaned, and just continued, stepping over to the counter and grabbing your headband. you guarded your hair, and washed your face with a cleanser and moisturized, then beginning to brush your teeth. the shower water turned off, and he grabbed a towel from the towel rack outside the curtain. then he stepped out.
you tried so hard not to look.
your heart was racing, you were almost shaking, sweat dripped down your forehead. you saw him reach out to the counter and grab his mask from off the towel he had placed. you felt his breath on your neck, and a bit of his chest brushed against your back making you blush. he was right behind you. continuing to brush your teeth, you looked up in the mirror to see him looking down at you. you turned around, and he tilted his head making eye contact with you.
"G-Goodmorning..?" "Mornin'." he then walked out of the bathroom, going to get dressed. you were so confused. you finished brushing, and then walked out to get ready for the day.
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OKAY THE FIRST CHAPTER IS FINISSHHEEEDDD
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Fanfictionyou enlisted in the military, a thing you never thought you would do in your life. you finished your training and then became able to join the Task Force 141. you decided it was your best option, and gave it a shot. interviewing general shepherd, an...