Chamber of Secrets | Ghost x Reader

Chapter 07 - Morning

"Fuck..." You breathlessly whisper to yourself, "Breath.. It's just a dream..." Sitting awake from your sleep as you get woken up from your nightmare. When your dad left you. No. When the man once you loved the most now becomes the one you hate the most.

On your number one list.

After some times, you finally calmed down. You slowly gained your breath once again. Your hands are no longer shaking.

You turned to the side to look at the digital clock on your nightstand.

[03.00 AM]

Fuck. Just nice.

You thought to yourself as you got up from your bed. You started with folding your blanket first, placing it back on your bed before walking to the bathroom attached in your bedroom.

I really should thank Price for this. 

You once again remind yourself to always thank the captain for giving you the privilege of having a private bedroom with a bathroom inside. 

It made it easier to look through your journal about all the things you remembered from the game. Without the thrill of getting caught by someone when you're too focused on your own mind. 

After taking a bath and getting dressed in your usual attire, which is just black long sleeves with cargo pants and your boots, you get out of your bedroom.

[04.00 AM]

Locking your door, then making your way to the kitchen. 
 
Just as you expected, Ghost is already there before you. Making a tea for himself. When he felt a presence steps inside the kitchen, he just glanced from his shoulder before going back to his tea.

You, too, silently open the fridge to take out an iced coffee. Slowly making your way to a chair in the middle of the kitchen with a glass of iced coffee in your hand. 

Sitting yourself, you sip on the glass. Inhaling the fresh scent of coffee present for you.

You close your eyes as the liquid goes down your throat. Washing the dryness in your throat. 

After you feel satisfied from sipping an iced coffee, you place the glass on the table and get up to start preparing breakfast for the team. 

Today you feel like making something special. You want to make pancakes for them. 

You start to gather the ingredients. When you're focused on something, you're not aware of your surroundings. You don't even notice Ghost secretly watching you cook from a shadow at the corner of the kitchen. 

[05.30 AM]

Soap is first to up when he sniffs a smell of food. His eyes were still practically closed as he entered the kitchen and was automatically seated on one of the seats on the table in the middle of the kitchen. 

Which never failed to make you laugh. Until now, you still don't know how he can sleepwalk and just follow a smell of food to bring him here.

Then followed by Gaz and Roach. The two always seemed to come at the same time. They always greeted each other on the doorway before they stepped into the kitchen. Taking their seat on the table.

"Morning, Chamber." Gaz greeted you, which made you glance from your shoulder and give him a nod. 

"Morning, sleepyhead." You chuckle as the final pancakes are finally done, and you start to place them on each plate. 

"Hey, you know the real sleepyhead is over there." Gaz replied with an offended tone as he nodded in Soap's direction. 

Sensing him being included in the conversation, he immediately opened his eyes, glaring at Gaz. "I am not. It's called rest when you can before you can't."

You just rolled your eyes at his stupid statement as you placed his plate in front of him. "You better thank me; I'm kind enough to always give you first." You sarcastically said as you messed with his mohawk. Which you know will really annoyed him.

And just like what you predicted, he instantly smacked your hand away from his hair and carefully styled it back with his hands. "You better get your hands off my baby before I make you." He hissed as he started to eat the pancakes. 

"Ew, at least drink some water or wash your mouth first."

Both Gaz and Roach laughed at your statement. When you and Soap are gathered in one room, there always be at least a banter happening between both. Even Price gets tired of the two and just lets them be as long as it's not killing each other. 

Soap ignored you as he focused on his food.

And you place the other plate in front of your teammate. 

Lastly, when it comes to Ghost, you walk to the wall where he always leans against it, then give him his plate. "Morning, Lt." You softly greeted before you joined the rest on the table.

"Hm," Ghost's hum as he stepped out of the kitchen. 

Price comes in exchange. Greeting Ghost on the way. 

Once his eyes set on the lively kitchen, he happily said, "Morning, child," as he made his way to the remaining plate on the counter. Then seated himself beside you, where the remaining chair is left.

"Morning, capt." They replied in unison. 

Just before Soap can talk to him, you cut him off. 

"Soap trying to eat your pancakes. He said you won't come to the kitchen." Then you smirk at Soap. 

The latter just look back at you with annoyance. 

"What the fuck, lass!? I'm not. Captain, you can ask Gaz and Roach." He hissed as he shoved his last pancakes in his mouth, glaring dagger at you. 

Price only shook his head in response. Already tired of their early banter. "Just eat your breakfast, Soap." 

Soap's head snapped back at Price. Disbelief was written all over his face. "Boss, you didn't just defend her." He holds his chest to faking hurt. 

"Stop it, you dramatic queen. Spit out the pancakes if you don't want it." You said back as you rolled your eyes at his silly antics.

"Shut it, shrimp."

You immediately give him a side eye. Which makes him gulp, then slowly place the plate in the sink. 

He knows very well that you don't like being called a shrimp. And with that thing being said... 

Soap quickly gets out of the kitchen with you chasing him down.

Price lets out a sigh at the two behaviour before he starts to eat his breakfast along with Gaz and Roach. They both just chuckle, then continue their conversation with a background voice of you beating the shit out of your teammate once you get him. 

Early morning in Task Force 141.

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Word count : 1110.
With love, Seven.
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