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Ghost X Fem!Reader: Argument~

{(Y/e/c)= Your eye colour. (Y/cs)= Your Callsign. (Y/N)- Your name. (Y/l/n)= Your last name}

(You work in KorTac alongside Konig. You and your team had recently allianced with Task Force 141... you and Konig had said no to the idea, but unfortunately, you were overruled. Now you are at 141's HQ with the rest of your team, including Konig, Horangi, Fender, and Aksel, trying to talk about the upcoming mission your team and 141's team had to work on together. Before you could even start talking about the mission, Ghost, who was with 141 had to go and open his mouth, causing you and him to start arguing...)

"Why in the fuck would I ever take orders from you and your team?" Ghost hissed, his deep British accent ringing through the room as he leaned against a wall in the debriefing room, arms crossed, mask hiding the smirk on his face as his brown eyes stared daggers into you. He was intimidating, tall, muscular... He could probably pick you up with one arm, yet you didn't let any of that stop you from making your point.

"Jesus Christ, I'm not telling you to take orders from me or my team, I'm asking you just listen to the plan that we had made, go over it, see if you agree, and if you can add anything else to the plan" You say back as you lean back in your chair, annoyance and anger dripping off your tongue. You have had enough of Ghost and his bullshit already and you haven't even been here for an hour.

"And what if I don't want to listen? What if I already disagree with your plan? What are you goin' to do about it?" He says as he pushes himself off the wall and begins walking over to you. He knew he was being a pain in the ass, that you probably wanted to shoot him right about now, but he didn't care.

As he starts walking closer to you, you feel your anger spike. You weren't going to let some stupid British fucker test you or your intelligence. You stand up, kicking the chair behind you, sending it flying across the room, then walk over to ghost, stopping in front of him. "I will not let you belittle me and my team. If you don't want to cooperate like everyone else, you can walk right out that fucking door and let the rest of us do our job." you growl as you look up at him, your (Y/e/c) eyes piercing into him.

Ghost was a little taken aback by your sudden boldness and aggression towards him. No one dared to stand up to him like you were right now, not even his Captain, John Price. He was intrigued by you. He stared down at you, his arms crossed over his chest as he thought about what you had just said. You were smaller than him by a good foot, so he was towering over you. He then sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, let's just get this shit done, woman."

You huff at his words but decided not to press the issue any further. You just wanted to go over the plan, talk about it, and be done here. Without saying another word to Ghost, you walk back over to your chair, grabbing it, and dragging it back to the desk where you were sitting. Your blood was boiling, but you needed to stay professional. You take a seat then lean back in your chair, sliding the folder of information, plans, and other things over to your Colonel, Konig. You wanted him to take the lead.

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During the entire debriefing, you noticed Ghost taking short glances in your direction. It made you want to hit him... But you kind of liked it in a sense, you wanted to know what he was thinking about, but you focused on the meeting instead.

After Konig had finished talking about the mission and the plan your team had come up with there was no retaliation or doubt from 141. They were all on board with the plan, it was pretty much foolproof. The mission was to take place in a week, giving everyone time to warm up to each other as both teams had a bit of unnecessary issues. You and your team will be using 141's base for the next week, Captain Price's orders for everyone. "Great. That's just fucking lovely. Not only do I have to work with these idiots, but I'll be coming here to work with them for the next week." you think to yourself.