Rainbow Six X Reader

Celsius

RELATIONSHIP:

-Frost X M!OC

TAGS/WARNINGS:
-New Canadian
-Friendly
-Fluff
-Budding Relationship?
-Attraction

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Frost silently observed the newcomer from her spot on the couch. The rec-room was crowded, most likely since all of the other operators were present in order to welcome their newest addition: Keegan Grady, though almost everybody called him by his nickname "Rocket". Montagne had been the first to call him that, the moment he'd found out the newcomer was equipped with a MK-2000 durasteel jetpack. Doc had latched onto it after that, regardless of Glaz's complaints that it was too 'boring'.

Sighing softly as she swirled her drink around, eyes lazily following the movement of the liquid, Frost tried to keep from staring. Keegan was good looking, with sandy hair and eyes that were nearly a pastel green, he had a nice smile and even better laugh. A bit loud, she assumed he'd be most similar to Bandit in attitude, though he hopefully didn't start pranking people like the German did.

"Hey!"

Frost barely had time to look up when a weight dropped down onto the couch to her left, startling the Canadian. "One to make an entrance, aren't you?" Frost questioned quickly when she realized who it was, feeling a little awkward.

"Always. Needs to be all levels of impressive, or all levels of terrible. No between, either extreme makes me happy," Keegan responded as he took a look around the room. "So... How long have you been on Rainbow? I mean, I've heard of you guys, but I was always most interested in you."

Heart fluttering slightly, Frost cleared her throat. "Oh, about three years now." She answered calmly, deciding to ignore that last bit for now.

"Nice, nice." Keegan nodded, head tilting a little as Frost tipped her head back to drain the rest of her cup's contents. "So, what's your name? Like I know everyone calls you Frost, but what's your actual name?" The older Canadian shrugged his shoulders apologetically. "Sorry If I seem like I'm prying-"

"Tina Lin Tsang," Frost interrupted, immediately kicking herself afterwards. She liked Keegan. Liked him a lot. Sure, he'd only been around a couple days and this was the first time they'd really talked, but she felt some sort of connection to him. A connection she hadn't even felt with Buck.

"Cool."

Silence fell then, Frost shifting on the couch so she could better face the sandy-haired man, offering a small smile. "And you're Keegan Grady, right?" She asked, trying to keep the conversation from getting awkward.

"Heh, yeah," Keegan gave a half-salute and a mischievous smile. "Let me guess what you're thinking," he stated, leaning closer as he squinted at the dark haired woman, Frost frowning in confusion and leaning away with a snort of amusement. "What?"

"It's a girl's name."

"What?" Frost questioned, shaking her head though she couldn't shake her own smile now. "Wasn't thinking that at all."

Keegan shrugged his shoulders. "Worth a shot. Now what were you really thinking?"

Tilting her head a little, Frost regarded the other for a few moments before turning away to take another sip of her drink. "Was just thinking that it's nice to have another Canadian on the team," she answered honestly.

Grinning, Keegan leaned over to slip the glass out of her hand, the sandy-haired man standing now. "I'll just refill this for you," he announced, waving a hand to stop Frost from protesting, "no bother."

Frost shook her head and leaned back in her seat to watch the other wander away, the slim figure soon vanishing behind some of the other soldiers. Alone now, she had a few minutes to wonder why the newest Canadian was being so friendly... Sure, most of Team Rainbow were friendly with one another, but there were the "clicks" and groups made up of specific people, so why had Keegan sought her out? She was usually alone, finding it easier to focus on the current task or assignments, but none of the others had actually went out of their way to attempt to make conversation or persuade her to join in on things. Not that she blamed them... She was a bit standoffish if she did say so herself. Not that she was complaining either! She was thrilled that Keegan was expressing an interest in carrying on a conversation with her! It was just... odd. Maybe because it was something she was enjoying but just inwardly expected it to not matter in the long run. Once Keegan found his way into one of the groups.

"Something wrong?"

Keegan's voice broke through Frost's thoughts, the dark-haired woman looking up to notice him looking down at her with an odd expression, brows knit together in confused concern.

"No! No, just... brooding." Frost quickly answered with a shrug, accepting the offered drink with a quiet thanks, offering an apologetic smile. "It's something I do often." She explained, voice attempting to take on an amused air.

"Haha!" Keegan laughed. "You just had the most intense look on your face, but I couldn't really 

be sure of which emotion to take it as." The older Canadian answeredw itha snort, dropping himself down on the couch beside Frost again.

Frost lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug, silently regarding the other for a few moments before speaking up again. "Thought you'd be more interested in conversing with the others. Y'know, the fun guys." She finally admitted, motioning with her head towards where Tachanka was loudly guffawing at whatever joke Jackal had made, Echo's expression making it clear he was on the receiving end of it.

Keegan turned his head to idly watch for a moment before shaking his head and turning back to Frost, head tilted slightly. "What makes you think it's not fun right over here?" He questioned suddenly, the woman finding herself at a loss of how to respond. "Just... Don't want you to feel obliged to talk to me is all."

"From what I recall, I remember coming here of my own accord, no blackmail or anything involved." Keegan answered, his words drawing the tiniest upwards curl of Frost's lips. "But we can make it better."

Frost frowned now, unsure of how to take that one statement. "How so?"

"Well, you could tell me what you're "welcome mats" are made of."

A coy smile found its way onto Frost's lips now, the dark-haired woman pushing herself to her feet. "How about I show you?"