THIS. IS. WAR. (specops/anon X reader)

7- Friendly Fire

!!TW!! FIGHTING, TALK OF VIOLENCE

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I went to bed that night sore from running.. and other activites.. but mostly running. We had returned right before dawn, and it was a close call. We couldn't risk getting caught outside, without our masks no less. I hardly got any sleep, but I didn't need any. I was wide awake.

Did I really do that? Run away with a random man I hardly know? This isn't like me... I thought as I began getting ready for the day. Since the festival, I had gotten new clothes. I was blue rank now, so All of my clothes reflected that. I choose to wear black yoga pants with a blue sports bra as the top, and covering my face with my new blue bandana.

I pulled my hair up into a bun, and headed for the door to wait for Fara to tell me what I'm doing today.

When I walked out of my room, I caught Fara walking out of her white prestine door. She saw me, and walked over to greet me, her heels click-clacking on the tile.

"Do you like your new clothes?" She asked me, looking me up and down.

I nodded. I was happy that this time they gave me more choices in apparel; in my closet was a viriety of blue clothing that I had yet been able to wear.

"I have one question," I spoke, getting Fara's attention back to me.

"Do I have to wear the anonymous mask? Or do I wear this bandana?" I pointed to my blue bandana.

She simply said, "You wear the mask once you choose what branch of our legion you want to be in," She said, grabbing what looked to be blueberries from her back pocket and slipped them underneath her mask to eat.

After a moment passed of her chewing, she spoke again.

"Today you'll be with Jaeden practicing hand to hand combat," She mushed more blueberries up her mask again.

"Just head outside and take a right on the path, and you'll find him on the last mat," Her voice was muffled with the crunching of food, but I still understood.

I made my way to the glass door with anxiety. What would it be like seeing Jaeden after what happened last night? Did he regret it?

My mind was racing as my sneakers tip-tapped on the pavement as I began my trip. It was early in the morning, but it didn't bother me that much anymore. I was used to the early rising, but I was more tired than normal because of last night.

My mind went blank as I thought about it. Do I regret that? I asked myself. No, I don't. It was nice, and he didn't do anything I didn't like or say wasn't okay- he seems like a rough person but... last night I think I saw his soft side. Someone who wants love, someone who cares and wants to understand.

I smiled as I thought about Jaeden, and I picked up my pace. I wanted to see him.

As I rounded the corner to where Fara told me to go, I saw something similar to what was on the right side.

In front of me laid rows and rows of black wrestling mats. Pairs of people were sitting, cleaning, fighting hand-to-hand, and wrestling on them.

Not many of the mats were occupied, unlike the shooting ranges, which were packed. I figured that the majority of the people living and training here liked non contact training more than contact training. I was definately a minority on this topic. I had trained in karate when I was young, and I still know many principals of the art.

This training will be easy, I tell myself, smiling under my bandana.

I walked down the lane that separated the mats, nodding to those that aknowledged me.

As I neared the end of the path, I saw him. He was sitting on the last mat, dressed in what looked like very comfortable red and black striped sweatpants. He was shirtless, his muscles no longer covered by fabric. His face, however, was covered with the usual anonymous mask. His hair flowed out of the mask, however.

As I walked closer, I realized that the sides of his hair were buzzed short, while the rest were long. Almost like an undercut, I thought.

He was sitting on the mat criss-crossed, twittling his fingers together. Was he nervous? How could a guy practically a foot taller than me be nervous?

His head lifted up, and he saw me. Immediently his posture was perfect, and his muscles were flexed. Ha.. maybe this guy really is simping for me huh.. I told myself, giggling as I walked up to Jaeden who was still sitting on the mat.

He patted the space in front of him, motioning me to sit. I first took off my shoes, leaving me barefoot. Then I stepped onto the mat, and sat in front of him with my legs crossed.

He was silent as I did all of this. I could feel his eyes on my body, and they were not looking at my face. I felt like I was being interrogated, like he was trying to get me to snap.

Jaeden took a deep breath, and shook his head. His voice was breathy, as if he hadn't had any water to drink in years. But somehow it still managed to be charming.

"Sunshine, do you want to talk about last night? We- We don't have to of course, we can just do our training and be done but... if you want to talk, we can," He lifted his masked face back up to me, awaiting my reaction.

My eyes grew wide. I didn't think he'd be this open about it. This is good..! This is good, right? I asked myself. I gulped and decided that it was probably a good idea to talk it out now rather than later.

"Well..." I started, getting more comfortable on the mat.

"I don't regret it, do you?" I asked, staring at him where his eyes would be. His position on the mat didn't change, he didn't move at all.

"No, Winter, I really don't regret it. Not one bit," He spoke softly, making sure I understood that he wasn't lying.

"But the question is, Winter," He spoke, reaching his hand out to graze mine.

"Did you enjoy it?" Jaeden simply asked.

I smiled and breathed out shakily, remembering the smell of the cave, the sound of the bed rocking, the sighs of pleasure fogging up the entire room as skin connected with skin.

"Winter?" Jaeden snapped me out of my thoughts.

I shook my head, dissmissing all of the previous images that were in my mind.

"Yes," I told Jaeden, looking at him with hopeful eyes.

"Yes, I loved it. Every second was perfect," I whispered, my voice muted from my screams last night.

Jaeden put his head down in embarassment, and chuckled a little before looking back up.

"Thanks Sunshine, that really means a lot," he spoke, standing up.

He helped me up and spoke again, his voice louder now.

"Well, we better get training, I definately don't want fussy Fara on my ass for not finishing your fighting lessons,"

We both laughed as the sun began to rise overhead, heating up the mats as we danced in combat, creating art with our sweaty feet on the black surface as we dodged and attacked each other, neither of us letting our guards down.

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