Rainbow Six X Reader

A Heart's Timing

(RELATIONSHIP: Thermite X F!Reader

TAGS/WARNINGS:

Fluff

Admittance of love

Some humor?

Teasing

Kissing)

"Jordan?" You whispered from where you were crouched in the bushes several hundred metres from a nearby cabin, the leaves rustling a little as you shifted closer to try and see the other operator from where he was hiding nearby.

Thermite made a shushing sound as he continued to operate his drone, the light from the screen reflecting off his helmet and goggles as his thumbs worked rapidly over the controls.

Two other shadows belonging to Hibana and Buck flitted to and from cover as they approached the cabin, Thermite silently marking any enemies he came across.

A soft curse informed you that the drone had been discovered and destroyed, giving you a little hope to get Thermite's attention now. "Jordan, I gotta tell you something," you whispered loudly, the American turning in his crouch to place a finger to your lips. "Wait." He ordered, moving into a crouching run towards the cabin after Buck and Hibana, leaving you behind with your pounding heart and wide eyes.

"Seriously?" You muttered, taking off in the direction your companion had gone, sliding through the snow to come to a stop along the wall of the building beside Thermite, the American already beginning to rapple up the side.

Because you had been so distracted since your arrival on site, you hadn't done much surveillance, spending most of your time trying to tell Thermite something important, so you had no idea which room the hostage was being held in. Thermite probably did, so it gave you a good excuse to follow him.

Stepping away from the wall, you removed the hook and wire from your belt, swinging it around as you aimed for the roof, finally releasing it to sail up into the night sky. A soft rattle sounded as it skittered down the roof shingles before coming to a complete stop.

You tugged on the rope a few times to ensure it was truly locked in place before beginning the climb, making your way up to the shadowy figure peering through a hole created in the window barricade.

"See anything?" You questioned softly as you drew up alongside Thermite, the American giving a shake of his head.

"Negative. I think it's safe," he responded.

You shifted to enter, but Thermite's hand on your shoulder stopped you. "I'll go first, (y/n)," he stated, boots set firmly on either side of the window before pushing off.