One Shots ~ [Call of Duty]

Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Keegan & König: Stained

Warning: None

Words: 1.506

Reading time: 7 minutes

~ Banter & fluff ~

The night had started like any other with you in your room to do some reading, but it hadn't taken you very long to get bored of it. Sometimes, you just weren't in the mood for it, and right now was one of those moments.

You don't expect the common room to be empty. In fact, you hope some of the guys are in there to keep you company. You aren't usually one to seek constant companionship, but tonight, you crave some human interaction.

As you enter, Soap greets you with a cheerful smile, "Ayeee, there she is!"

You can't help but smile at his excitement "Were you talking about me?" you tease, looking around the room to be greeted by Gaz, König, and Keegan. Your eyes don't search for Simon, as he's usually the one to join last.

Soap's brows raise, and his hands do too as he holds them up in a defensive position. "Never."

"He wouldn't dare," Keegan joins in, his voice low as always.

"Neither should you," You say, your voice a faked threat as you look at the masked man.

"Or what?" He asks, his tone turning into a challenging one.

He leans back a little as you walk over to him, and he raises a single arm to make room for you. In response, you let yourself fall on the couch beside him, his arm now on the backrest right behind your head.

"Try it and you'll find out," you say, looking up at him as he towers over you in this position.

Before Keegan can respond, the door creaks open and your eyes immediately flicker over to it.

Simon walks in. Or, better said, Ghost walks in.

Something about him is different though. His shoulders slump forward, and from his body language alone you can tell something is off.

That.. and the fact that he's wearing his full mask.

"Si," Gaz tips his chin up at him. "You good bro?"

"-Yeah," Simon responds quickly, almost as if dismissing the question entirely. "I'm great."

Soap locks eyes with you from across the room, his brows furrowed slightly as if to say 'What's going on with him?'. You shrug, also having no idea.

It wasn't unusual for him to wear his balaclava, but the whole skull mask too? That was odd.

"Si, what's going on?" Keegan asks, his tone genuinely curious.

"-Nothing," he says, forcing his voice to sound rather normal. "Nothing is going on."

"Why are you wearing that?" You decide to join in on the questions.

"Wearing what?" He straightens his shoulders, his eyes briefly meeting yours.

"The mask?" Soap says.

"Just because," Simon grabs his phone from his pocket, clearly searching for an escape.

Soap chuckles loudly. "Did you get a face tat or something mate?"

Gaz wheezes, "Did someone give you a black eye."

With this sentence, you also let out a short chuckle, but you quickly press your lips into a thin line to stop yourself from laughing.

"-No," Simon grumbles immediately.