Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

85. You can't come in

(I published a Soap x reader just wanted to let you know, bye!)

"No."

"Please!?"

"No, Steve. It's not my house. You can't come."

I blocked the door to the base.

Steve backed up and then ran forward. I braced myself but was taken aback when he leaned forward and headbutted me in the stomach.

"UGH UHHH!" I choked out as I fell to the floor out of breath.

"YN! What happened!? Are we under attack?" Gaz ran to my side and helped me sit up.

I shook my head and Soap poked his head out of the kitchen.

"YN? What's going on?"

I stood up and hurried after Steve.

I heard a high pitched scream and a shout before running came towards me.

I stopped running as I saw Price and Ghost chasing Steve.

"NO NO NO NO, STOP!"

It was to late. Steve couldn't stop and slammed into me.

We slammed into a wall and slid down before he hid behind me.

"YN! Save me!"

"You useless fuck head!" I coughed and Ghost pulled me to my feet.

"You know him?" Price asked.

"He's an old friend of sorts."

"What do you mean of sorts!?" Steve asked offended.

"Shut up! I told you to leave and you head butted your way in. You're lucky if they don't lock you up! I won't help you if they do..."

"Come on Princess!"

"I'm not your princess."

"Come on, I just need a place to sleep!"

"This isn't a hotel." Price stated and I nodded.

"You need to leave, Steve. Now."

10 minutes later I laid in bed and Ghost stared at me.

I glared at Steve who was snoring on top of me and Ghost sighed.

"I'm sorry." I said and Ghost nodded.

"It's okay."

He climbed in next to me, wearing his boxers, a grey tank top and his cloth mask.

"Goodnight, YN."

"Goodnight, Ghost."

"I can always get him off you."

"He'll throw another fit. I'm to tired. We can kick him out tomorrow morning." I yawned out.

"Alright. Goodnight."

I kissed his cheek and fell asleep.

"Psst!"

I woke up but didn't open my eyes.

"Psst! YN!"

I felt Steve knock on my forehead.

Ignore him... ignore him...

SLAP!

I sat up straight and Steve fell silently to the floor.

Did he really just... slap me?

I turned to look at Ghost who was still asleep.

"Get up, pig!"

"What do you want!?" I hissed.

"This place blows, let's get the hell out of here."

"No, piss off!"

"You've been spending to much time with the British. Now come on!"

I was dragged out of bed and I tried to fight Steve, but it was no use.

"Come on, this place is boring. Let's go to a club!"

"No! I want to go back to sleep. You stay on the couch. Or better yet, leave."

"This is BORING!"

"Shh! Keep it down!"

"It's fine! This place is probably sound proof anyway!"

"It's not."

"How do you know?"

"Because I've lived here before, I know the walls aren't sound proof."

"What have you heard? Anything juicy?"

"No! Now let me sleep!"