Hold Me Close (Spec Ops Guy/Tank x Reader)

Chapter 18

//; today was not a good birthday :/

Breakfast was awkward while everyone ate their sub, with Scales ignoring everyone and Riot getting pressured about his pet chicks, calling his mother to take care of his small home and fields. Suddenly, Chief rushed in with a mortified expression, making everyone worried. "Guys, they're taking out the National Guard from both here and Virginia. You do realize that we're all at high risk for being murdered if they decide to use violence, and they're probably looking for the five of us," he explained, which put everyone on edge or further stressed them. "Ah shit.. we'll have to go without our gear this time, except me. Riot, I'm leaving Y/N under your care. I can't go, because I'm too tall and they'll definitely notice." Riot looked at Tank with an unsure expression, before nodding slightly. Scales looked at Tank, worried, but the giant didn't notice, and patted your head gently, giving you a final hug before you had to go. "Tank? You'll be okay, right?" You whispered, and he nodded. "I should be asking you that, not you to me." "Tank, you know me. I'm literally a bad ass. I'm sure I'll be fine."

After you and the rest left the house, Tank sighed, obviously worried. How would he not be? Yesterday, he'd literally started dating you, and last night was a beautiful memory, he didn't want you to get hurt. Meanwhile, you had a shirt wrapped around your head, goggles covering your eyes, and a plywood board on your lap, to defend yourself from rubber bullets. Scales and Chief had left first, taking Tank's car, so that left you to ride with Riot. 'Might as well get to know him better.' "What were you so worried for this morning?" You asked, and Riot at first didn't answer, leaving you to listen to his lo-fi music, before responding. "I obviously don't live here with Tank or my brother or Scales, I have my own home. It's a small cottage in the woods next to a small creek beside it, and I live there with my boyfriend. I raise some crops there, and I just had a batch of eggs hatch from an incubator only like two days before the protests started, and before Tank asked me to join in. I've been worried for them, mostly if they have enough water and food to eat and drink, that's why I've been wondering where you two were at. I couldn't leave Scales and Chief alone, so I stayed until you two came back. Unfortunately, it was at four that you returned from your little date." You nodded, somewhat confused as to how such a threatening and tall man could seem like a softie. Not in the sense of Tank, but more of a cottage-core kind of sense.

After a few minutes of vibing to Riot's music, you two made it to the protests, where it was already chaotic. "Oh no," you murmured, and the dark-skinned male nodded, agreeing with you silently. "We're too late."