John 'Soap' McTavish
I walked through the hallway of Bouvier's base that led us to the 141's rooms. Despite the blast we had yesterday at the bar, I drank maybe a bit too much, just a bit. So I simply chose to collapse on one of the couch in the rec room. Following that night, I was due to change my alcohol-reeking clothes, I headed towards our shared room since my bag was on my unused bed.
And upon entering the room, my eyes immediatly fell onto the two person sleeping in the same bed.
The large room was only illuminated by the dim light of the sunrise that was reflected by the sleeping woman's hair, then the realization kicked in. Ghost was in bed with a definetely half naked Quiet. Streaming Jesus.
Quiet
Being myself, a light sleeper, I heard the sounds of footsteps coming in the room and a barelly audible gasp coming from the door. I groggily opened my eyes, facing the hairy but muscular chest of the man I hooked up with last night, my lieutenant. Instantly I looked towards the door and my violet orbs widened, both guided by surprise and embarrassement mixed together in a sour soup that I used to eat in elementary school.
There he was, Soap, standing at the door step with shock etched onto his oval-shaped face. I hurriedly hid my half naked body with the cover that laid on my and Ghost's body. That sudden mouvements woke the masked man up and he huffed, bringing my body instinctively closer to his with his large arms but let go when Ghost noticed Soap watching them with wide eyes.
That's such a mess..
I blushed and looked away from both men, silently hoping for Ghost to tell Soap to fuck off and leave, oh how did I messed up that bad?
But soon enough I heard a low, nasal, british voice scream at the mohawked man to leave. "Get your fuckin' arse out, Johnny" He exclaimed groggily as the heat on my cheeks rose up to my whole entire face, although it was merely hidden by the black mask I kept during my sleep. And what happened before sleeping as well.
The younger one closed the door with a grin and Ghost suddenly turned to me.
"What happened, never happened." He said, his hands still holding my waist lazily,
My expression changed from embarrassement, to realisation. My eyes coming back to their dull and lifeless form, I felt my facial muscles tensing up and I untangled myself from him and left the blanket over his own naked body in an attempt to not see his large, muscular body that hypnotized me yesterday night.
When my feet hit the cold floor, I realized how much of a mess we've made in the shared room of Bouvier's base, I walked over my scattered clothes on the floor and threw his own at him through the room. Pulling my underwear on, I subtly checked how Ghost was doing with cleaning himself off, only to find a very stubborn man on his phone.
I finished dressing up and I headed out of the room without addressing the man a look, preffering to go shower instead of procrastinating with a motherfucking stubborn cow, laying of my fucking bed with dirty sheets. I surely would need to ask the Lieutenant of Colonel Bouvier for new bedsheets, oh how not discreet that shit is. I sure hope Soap won't tell everyone, especially Price about our little ordeal. I can't afford being called a fucktoy by the whole base already.
After my shower, I walked across the lieutenant and asked him where I could find new bedsheet for my dirty bed. He gave me a small nod but it was obvious that he tried to hide the embarrassement as he thought I've bled on the bed. Seems like France isn't so educated about periods. hm.. Poor them.
Once I was handed the freshly washed bedsheets from last week's laundry, I headed towards our room, marching through the unknown halls as I lost myself between the cantine and the rec room of the base, I walked around then finally found the room, walking in and sighed in relief as she noticed that Ghost had left, don't know where though. I crouched down to pull the bedding off and was met with dirty spots from our hook up, for fucks sake. Have I really slept in this filth?
Without gagging once, I changed the bedsheet and made the bed cleaner, I put on my uniform and prepared for the hell of a day we had ahead. Sure it wasn't that bad, but we've drank a damn lot and the hangover feeling was slowly filling my head in a angering way that I haven't often experienced in my life so far. I walked towards the bathroom and took out the Advils from my bag with all the pure woman necessities, I'll save you the details. I grabbed a plastic cup from the cabinet and poured tap water in it until it was halfway full, I took the turquoise pill and went out of the shared room.
On my way to go in the mess hall and get more information about what Laswell found about the man I've interogated the day before, I came across Gaz and I asked him where he'd slept after coming back from the bar, apparently he fell asleep in the bathtub and Soap on the couch in the rec room. Lucky us.
A bit later, sat at the table of the mess hall, I ate my breakfast, a peanut butter sandwich with a cup of coffee. It was delicious.
A bit later, Gaz and Price sat beside me with some eggs with French toasts on the side, I poured down some coffee into their cup when Gaz asked her.
"Sugar, milk?" I asked him
"Just milk, thanks" the brown eyed one said, his British accent as sweet as a sugary apple.
So I handed him the milk because I didn't know how much he wanted in his cup of coffee.
After breakfast, Price handed me some documents to fill up with the sergeant from Bouvier's men, I nodded and took the files from his hand before heading off to the table to began filling it. Sure I had to do it with a sergeant but I could take some advance and read it first so I could explain to the sergeant.
Around 20 minutes later, the sergeant walked in the mess hall and sat beside me as I made a summary of what the documents said, it talked about what the man we interrogated yesterday bought with all of the money.
We worked for a good two hours to sign stuff, separate the files and fill up the spaces intended.
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Yall I didn't know how to finish it so there it is and I'll make my best to write more :3
With a lot of love -Garlicbread
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