Just a suggestion but how about a fic where Ghost is incredibly protective over the reader but doesn’t realise it’s because he’s actually in love with her
Simping for this man I swear 🧎♀️
The Trials and Tribulations of Being in Love Pt 1.
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Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Reader
Word Count: 4.098
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He shouldn't have come. This mission was hers, and hers alone. When they told her that Ghost had requested to accompany her on the mission, at first she felt angry, but after they embarked together, that feeling diminished. It was comforting to have someone familiar by her side, of course, she would never admit to him that she was grateful. She and Ghost had participated in previous missions together. However, as much as his presence pleased her, she was still angry that he had interfered in her mission. She refused to talk to him, but he didn't seem affected. Honestly, he even seemed to like it.
She was assigned to investigate an international arms trafficking led by a dealer whose identity was unknown. Her task was to find out who the dealer was, where he was, and to prevent the sale of weapons into the hands of Iranian military.
They had just landed at Tengah Air Base in Singapore. As she and Ghost got off the aircraft, the hot sun of Singapore hit their faces, indicating it was already late. The heat was strong, but there was a gentle breeze that made the weather pleasant. Tengah Air Base was bustling, with many people coming and going. Planes took off and landed, generating a deafening noise that seemed never to cease. There was a crowd of uniformed military personnel running back and forth, transporting equipment and luggage. Some were waiting in line to board one of the planes. Others chatted in groups, laughing and smoking. Some civilian workers in orange uniforms carried boxes and equipment into one of the hangars, while a supply truck entered the base, raising clouds of dust. Soon, a local-looking man greeted them with a polite gesture and signaled for her and Ghost to follow him. He led them to a discreet black car parked near the runway and opened the door for them to get in. The inside of the vehicle was cool and comfortable, a relief from the heat outside.
The agent seemed nervous, gripping the steering wheel tightly as he tried to maintain small talk, but his voice trembled with anxiety. Ghost remained silent, seeming lost in his own thoughts, his face expressionless. Meanwhile, she answered a question or two with disinterest, looking out at the urban landscape passing by. The tall buildings of Singapore rose majestically in the distance, forming an imposing silhouette against the sky. The streets were filled with hurried cars, blaring horns, and pedestrians rushing to escape the chaotic traffic.
Upon arriving at the hotel, which was half an hour away from the city, she and Ghost headed to their assigned room. The environment was simple, with rustic wooden furniture and white walls, without great luxuries or extravagant decorations. She observed the room, noticing details such as the two single beds with white sheets and a small built-in closet in the wall. Upon closing the door to the room, she sighed deeply, feeling the fatigue from the long flight and the confusion of time zones. Her eyes wandered around the room, noticing the open window and the fresh breeze that came in, bringing with it the scent of the forest. With a quick movement, she threw her bag on the bed and turned to Ghost, who was organizing the baggage in the room. He had taken most of her baggage. She didn't even argue against it.
"It's not the best room I've ever stayed in, but it's better than nothing," she commented with a smirk. Ghost simply nodded his head without saying a word.
She approached the window, admiring the vast green expanse of the forest that stretched out before her. The sun still shone brightly in the sky, giving a golden hue to the surroundings. With her hands resting on the windowsill, she felt the breeze hit her face, bringing a slight relief. Turning around, she walked towards her bed, pulling out the black folder she had brought with her. With agile fingers, she carefully opened it, revealing the detailed information about the arms trafficking operation that was inside. Her eyes quickly scanned the pages, absorbing every detail.
She looks at Ghost and asks, "So, what do you have in mind?"
"We need a contact in Singapore, someone who can give us information without raising suspicions."
She crosses her arms and retorts sarcastically, "Oh, is that all? That easy?"
Ghost turns around and faces her.
"No, it's not easy. That's why you're here."
"Oh, and here I was thinking I was on vacation," she says sarcastically. He rolls his eyes and moves away, going to the window.
After a few minutes of silence, she looks at Ghost and says, "There's a guy I worked with once. I met him in..."
"Is he trustworthy?"
She shrugs.
"I trust him as much as I trust you."
Ghost snorted and turns his face back to the window, saying nothing.
"I'll call him and see what I can do," she replied as she got up from the bed and went to a more private place.
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After a few failed attempts, she finally managed to arrange a meeting at a bar in the city. When she returned to the room, she found Ghost sitting on the edge of the bed tinkering with his equipment. She approached him and informed him about the scheduled meeting.
"I got it. He wants to meet me at eight in a bar at Marina Bay," she said with a satisfied smile.
“Okay, I'll get ready,” Ghost replied, already getting up from the bed.
“You were not invited, Ghost,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
He looked at her as if challenging her to stop him.
"Ghost, seriously. First, he's my contact and a really difficult guy to deal with. He's going to be suspicious if someone he doesn't know shows up, especially if that person is six feet three inches tall and looks like a damn refrigerator wearing a weird skeleton balaclava." As she spoke, her tone of voice increased, not quite yelling, but her previous bad mood was becoming more evident. She stopped herself before continuing. "Second, they might recognize you. And nobody can know we have a SAS lieutenant here, got it? It'll ruin the mission."
He stared at her for a long time. She could see him struggling with his thoughts. After a few seconds, he simply shook his head and went back to tinkering with his gear.
"As you wish," he said emotionlessly. "But you'll keep me updated."
"I'll keep you updated," she repeated.
"And you'll behave. And if anything goes wrong, you'll let me know immediately and find shelter," he continued.
"Whatever you say, goes," she assured him.
He nodded. "Get ready."
And as ordered, she promptly started to get ready for the meeting. She dressed carefully, wearing a discreet outfit and no flashy accessories, so as not to draw attention from the regular customers of the bar.
As she entered the bar, she felt a bit anxious. The loud music mixed with the sound of lively conversations and glasses being placed on tables. The dim lights made it difficult to see the surroundings. She walked towards the counter, where she ordered a drink and observed the environment carefully. Small tables and uncomfortable chairs were filled with a variety of people. Minutes later, her old contact arrived at the bar and he immediately recognized her. He looked older, but equally handsome, his dark skin contrasting with his elegant purple suit. Not at all flashy, she thought. They greeted each other with a nod and sat at a more secluded table, where they could talk more privately.
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After the meeting, she returned to the hotel. Ghost was checking his weapons and communication equipment again, a habit he learned over the years in the SAS. He did it a thousand times during missions, always trying to make sure everything was perfect. The only illumination came from a weak and yellow lamp, leaving the room with a dark tone. His bed was full of guns. She entered the room, closing the door softly. He turned around abruptly, holding his pistol firmly. Their eyes met, and he lowered the gun as soon as he recognized her.
"It’s me," she identified herself. Ghost sighed and turned his attention back to his equipment, without offering any response or greeting.
She approached and sat at the table, where there were documents and maps spread out.
"So, what do we have?" he asked, without looking up from the equipment.
"He said the guy we're looking for is known as The Merchant, but he doesn't know how to find him. However, if we want to find out more, we could start by looking for the port of Singapore. Apparently, it's an important trafficking point," she explained, pointing to the map.
“Which means it’s heavily guarded.”
“Wouldn't be fun if it wasn't.” She said with a smile “There’s more. He said he heard that in two days a group of Iranian military officials will arrive to make the weapons purchase.”
“Matches up with the info Laswell gave me,” Ghost said.
“I can try to infiltrate the operation and gather more intel on the flow of weapons and how they’re being transported.” She proposed, confidently.
Ghost nodded in agreement.
“Not going to be easy,” he replied.
She looked at the map attentively, searching for a point of entry.
“Where do you think we can get in?”
“Through the fish loading dock, it's less monitored and gives access to the restricted area of the port,” Ghost suggested.
“And what about the Iranians arriving in two days?” she asked.
"We have to act fast. If we infiltrate now, there will be fewer people present and the darkness will give us an advantage. In the meantime, I'll stay in a strategic position, providing cover and support in case something goes wrong."
She nodded her head, already thinking about the details of the operation. She grabbed her computer and began analyzing the port images, looking for possible weak spots. Ghost approached, getting so close that she could feel the heat of his body. She tried to ignore it as much as possible and continued.
"I don't like this," said Ghost, pointing to one of the surveillance cameras in the port. "They have eyes everywhere."
"If we know where the cameras are, we can avoid them and move more easily."
"It's risky," said Ghost, "You'll have to be very careful..."
"Understood," she said, getting up. She began checking her weapons and equipment, while Ghost prepared his sniper rifle.
"Is everything ready?" she asked.
"Yes, what about you?"
She nodded her head.
"Then let's go."
The two of them left the hotel room and headed for the port of Singapore.
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It was midnight and the streets were practically deserted, with few cars circulating that part of the city. The port of Singapore was a few kilometers away and they headed there on foot.
"There's an observation point over there," Ghost said, pointing to a small building near the port. "I'm heading there."
"Great," she said, giving a mischievous smile. "Let's have some fun."
"Stay focused, agent. Security here is tight. One mistake and everything could go downhill."
"Yes, I know," she replied, with a more serious tone.
"Wait for me to give you the signal before you enter," Ghost said.
“Understood.”
“Take care of yourself. I don't want to have to carry your dead body around.”
“Oh, you're so sweet. I'm touched. Really.” She placed her hand over her heart in a theatrical gesture. He ignored her.
They parted ways and went in opposite directions.
When she arrived at the port, she successfully infiltrated it with Ghost's help in avoiding the security cameras. She crept through the shadows, avoiding the most brightly lit and crowded areas. With every step, she looked around, searching for signs of surveillance or alarms. Ghost silently accompanied her on the other side of the radio, giving precise instructions and alerting her to potential dangers only when needed. Typical, she thought.
The night was dark, with no stars in the sky. There was a cool breeze blowing, carrying with it the salty smell of the sea. The stacked containers reached impressive heights, creating a kind of maze. The port lights only partially illuminated the area, creating deep and dark shadows that moved with the wind. She walked quietly, staying low and hidden among the cargo.
Meanwhile, Ghost was stationed in a nearby building overlooking the port. The building he was in was old and had dirty, dusty windows. He used his sniper rifle to keep an eye on the entire area and provide cover for her. There was an open laptop next to him, flashing with real-time images from various security cameras scattered throughout the port.
"You've reached the entry point," he said through the radio. "There are no guards in the area. Enter and proceed forward."
She followed the instructions, advancing towards the entrance. When she arrived, she hid in the shadows and looked around, checking for any more guards or cameras.
"No sign of activity," she said, without pausing. "I'm entering now."
"Be careful," said Ghost.
She let out a mocking laugh.
"Don't worry, Ghost. I won't screw everything up."
"I hope not," he said, clearly annoyed.
"Relax," she said, trying to ease the tension. "I have everything under control."
He didn't respond. She knew he wasn't happy with the situation, but she couldn't help but find it funny.
"You know, Ghost," she said, the malice in her voice, "I love it when you're mad. Gets my blood pumping."
"Don't start with that now," he replied, in a warning tone.
She laughed again. "I know you like it."
He sighed and turned off the radio. She laughed again, feeling victorious. She knew she had managed to irritate him, but she also knew he would never leave her in danger.
"There's a guard coming your way. Get behind those containers," he whispered through the earpiece.
As she approached the heart of the port, activity increased. She noticed an area with reinforced security and armed guards, likely where the weapons shipments were kept. She knew she needed to get closer to get a clearer view. Carefully, she went unnoticed by security guards and walked through dark alleys, alert to any sign of danger.
"You're getting close to the restricted area," Ghost warned. "Be cautious."
She approached slowly, observing the guards' activity and patrol routes. Still hidden in the shadows, she prepared to move when the right moment came.
"There's a guard coming your way," Ghost whispered again.
She quickly hid and waited patiently as the guard passed, unaware of her presence. When he moved away, she advanced again. Finally, she reached the restricted area and peered through a crack in the crates. Inside, she saw a row of reinforced containers, guarded by several armed men. She focused on her breathing, remaining calm and focused.
"Are you seeing anything?" Ghost asked through the radio.
"They're guarding the weapons containers, just as we suspected," she whispered back.
"Okay, I'll cover you from here," Ghost said. "But be careful."
With Ghost's words in mind, she carefully planned her next move. She needed to get closer to get a clear view of what was inside the containers. Cautiously, she approached the entrance of the restricted area, always hiding in the shadows and avoiding the lights.
"Ghost, I think I found something. I'm going to investigate," she said to him through the earpiece.
Ghost remained in his position, watching her every move, ready to intervene if anything went wrong. Meanwhile, she advanced cautiously, dodging the henchmen and hiding behind crates and containers. She observed two men talking in hushed tones near a large green container. She approached stealthily, trying to listen in on what they were saying, but before she could get close enough, one of the men spotted her. The man was about to shout an alert when Ghost took him out. She drew her pistol and fired, hitting the other man squarely. She approached the green container and opened it carefully, finding a large quantity of weapons and ammunition, all American-made and bearing the seals of a US arms industry.
"They're trafficking American weapons to the Iranians," she whispered.
"Copy that. Get out of there fast. There's a group nearby," Ghost replied.
She carefully closed the container and moved stealthily through the port, remaining alert to every movement. Despite the orders to leave, she decided to hide and wait for the group to pass by her. She advanced cautiously, following the group from a distance, hiding behind crates and containers.
Ghost tried to persuade her through the earpiece to turn back and wait for a more propitious moment, but she ignored him. She arrived at a warehouse, where men were loading boxes onto a truck. She watched as they loaded the boxes onto the truck. Unlike the boxes in the container, these bore the flag of Germany.
"These weapons are German," she said to Ghost through the earpiece. However, he didn't respond. She tried to communicate with him a few more times, but still no answer.
That was when Ghost appeared by her side, surprising her.
"You shouldn't have come alone," he said in a reproachful tone. "You're putting your life at risk."
"I thought we could find out more, and guess what? I was right," she nodded towards the boxes marked with the German flag.
He held her arm tightly and pulled her close to him.
"Let's get out of here before we're discovered," he said urgently. "Several cars arrived with guards. Were you listening to me? I told you to wait."
He looked at her with anger. If she didn't know him, she could swear there was concern in his eyes.
"I was following a lead that I deemed important, and I was right. There are American and German weapons here," she replied, trying to justify her actions.
"You don't understand the gravity of the situation. Now we're surrounded," retorted Ghost, his voice growing louder. "Tell me, Y/N, how do you plan to get us out of here?"
He never called her by her first name. She opened her mouth to argue and closed it several times.
"I'll figure something out," she finally said.
"Oh, you'll figure something out. Are you going to teleport us?" he teased.
"You're being impossible, seriously."
"I'm only being impossible because you're being irresponsible," he countered.
The two continued arguing in a louder tone, until they caught the attention of the guards, who began to approach them. Ghost and her stepped back, but the guarda had already spotted them. They drew their guns and began shooting. One of them aimed in her direction, and Ghost quickly moved her aside. Quickly the guards went on alert.
He kept a firm stance and a serious expression as he moved with agility, trying to find cover between the boxes. She could feel her heart racing, adrenaline taking over her body. She tried to argue with Ghost, but he seemed to have taken the lead of the situation and didn't want to hear her suggestions.
"We don't have time for this now. We need to get out of here before they find us," said Ghost, trying to find a way out. "Let's go."
They moved quickly and managed to escape the location before the henchman reached them. As they ran through the port, shots echoed behind them.
"Damn the moment I decided to follow you!" Ghost shouted, still angry with her. "I told you it wasn't safe, but you never listen to me."
"I never asked you to come on this mission in the first place," she retorted, annoyed with him.
"If I hadn't come, you'd be dead by now."
"We won't get anything done if we keep blaming each other," she said.
"I'm not blaming us. I'm blaming you," he said before running towards a clear path to the left. Without hesitation, she followed him and both entered a maze of containers, using them as cover while exchanging shots with the henchmen.
One of the shots grazed her arm, making her groan in pain.
"Are you okay?" Ghost asked, concerned.
"I'm fine. Don't worry," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady as she reloaded her gun.
They kept moving, searching for an exit. The shots decreased, giving them a chance to catch their breath. They hid behind a container, regaining their breath and assessing the situation.
In a stroke of luck, she noticed an open gate and pointed it out to Ghost. He looked in the indicated direction and, without hesitation, started running towards it. She followed him, her quick steps echoing on the ground. The gate was huge. There was an armed guard standing in front of it, but for some reason, he seemed distracted. The open gate led to a wide road with many cars passing by. As they approached the gate, the guard finally noticed their presence and tried to close it, but it was too late. Ghost hit him with a knife, and he fell to the ground soon after.
They ran down the street trying to get rid of the guards who were chasing them. When they saw the entrance to the subway ahead, they approached it without hesitation and entered. People moved away, frightened, as they passed by. She couldn't help but think of the guards who were still chasing them, looking over her shoulder at all times to check if they were being followed. At one point, one of the guards managed to catch up to her and grab her, but she freed herself with an elbow strike to his rib and a kick to his stomach. In the midst of the confusion, she also managed to grab the cell phone of the guard who had grabbed her.
She looked at Ghost and spoke in a low and urgent tone:
"We need to find a way to get rid of them and get out of here."
"I agree," replied Ghost, watching the crowded platform of people coming and going.
They jumped the turnstile and ran to the train platform that was about to leave.
"Let's take the next train," she said to him. Ghost nodded in agreement.
They got on the subway car and concealed themselves amidst the crowd, blending in with the passengers. Glancing out the window, they saw the guards running towards them. The subway car was packed with people, all squeezing together for space. The air was permeated with a mix of sweat and metal. She and Ghost blended themselves in with the passengers. The guards showed up on the opposite end of the subway car, scanning around. Then, the gunfight erupted. Gunshots reverberated through the subway car, and the passengers shrunk in fear, trying to find a secure place to shield themselves. She and Ghost attempted to dodge the bullets and retaliate, but swiftly realized they were outnumbered. They spotted an emergency door close by and didn't think twice before trying their luck. With a shove from Ghost, the door swung open, and they hurled themselves into the dark tunnel, clueless of where they were headed.
Finally, they saw an entrance to a ventilation duct and crawled inside, trying to hide. Her hearts were still beating, and her breaths were tired as she and Ghost recovered from the escape.
The ventilation duct was dark and narrow, but it would do. She and Ghost squeezed into the tight space, trying to find a more comfortable position. The air was stuffy and dusty. She looked at Ghost and saw that he had a tense expression, probably still processing what had happened. They fell silent, listening to the sound of their own breaths and trying to detect any sounds that could indicate the presence of the guards. Time seemed to pass slowly, and she wondered how long it would be safe to stay there. After half an hour, Ghost spoke:
"You ruined everything. You could have gotten us killed."
"We're running against time, it seemed like a good idea to try and find out more intel. I didn't have a choice."
"You always have a choice," Ghost retorted. "You could have waited for more information, for a better plan. But no, you always have to do things your way and on your own time."
She sighed. She knew she had made a mistake, but she couldn't change what had already happened.
"I'm sorry," she said, looking down.
"I hope so," he said.
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if you've read this far, thank you so much for your patience!!! i know there are mistakes, both in typing and in english, but please keep in mind that english is not my native language. I hope you enjoyed it. ❥ ❥ ❥
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