A New Fight: A Rainbow Six Siege Fanfiction

A New Year (2019 Short)

"Hey, 2IC!"

Lesion called to his friend from down the hall, in which 2IC turned.

"Yes?"

"Almost time for the new year, you gonna be with us when it happens?" He asked almost short of breath from running over.

"Uh, sure. Of course. Where are we at?"

"物超所值! (Awesome!) Frost is definitely going to be excited you're coming. Head to the Commons once you're ready." He dapped 2IC and turned to jog back to which he came.

2IC chuckled, and turned barely noticing Dokkaebi walking down the hall, of course on her little mobile laptop.

He started to walk passed her, but he had caught her attention, stopping right next to him.

"Weren't you going with Lesion?" She asked, pointing to the direction his Cantonese friend ran to.

"Nosy." He set a hand in his pocket, in which Dokkaebi rolled her eyes.

"We're in an empty hallway, with him talking aloud about the party. You expect me not to hear it?" She justified her action, which only caused a sly smirk from 2IC. She couldn't see his face, but she knew as he stood by with a smug posture.

He crossed his arms and she spoke again. "Do you always wear those glasses?"

"I could ask you the same thing." He took a daring step closer to her, but still kept his smug smirk; in which she stepped closer as well. Hers was more of a threatening one if anything.

"Well I actually look good in them, you don't see a lot of men wearing them, and pulling it off." She eyed him.

"That is not true." He replied.

Dokkaebi's eyes narrowed, before she smiled slightly. "You're right, Pulse is the only guy who can." She turned on her heel, and continued down the hall.

"So it is like thaaatt...." 2IC wasn't bothered by it, he smiled even more when he saw Dokkaebi back on her laptop, smiling as well.

[The Mess Hall. 11:47PM]

The cafeteria was in full swing, as a surprising amount of operators had turned up. 2IC had found out for himself, seeing as he had just walked in.

Many operators were around, at least maybe half of the entire roster of operators were here. Almost all eyes in the room landed on 2IC as he entered the room.

2IC felt his chest drop at the sudden stoppage of activities in the room, well, all except the Russians who were having an arm wrestling contest by the bar.

No doubt more than half of them were drunk already and the new year hadn't even begun. 2IC wasn't surprised to see Finka over there either.

Frost latched onto 2IC's arm, and pulled him over to where she and Lesion were sitting. They were also joined by Ying.

Frost was staring intently at 2IC, not letting go of his arm either. 2IC chuckled nervously, and Lesion pried her off of him. "Will you give him some room? You're going to freak him out."