Simon "Ghost" Riley
Enemies to Lovers? || Forced to team up with your enemy on a mission.
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Captain Price was already tired before the meeting had even started.
You sat on one side of his office while Ghost occupied the other, both of you refusing to look at each other for longer than necessary. The tension in the room was thick enough that even Price seemed annoyed by it.
I've assigned you both to the next operation.For a moment, neither of you spoke. Then you and Ghost both protested at the same time. Price sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair.
I don't care. The mission's already assigned, and you're leaving tomorrow morning.Neither of you looked happy about it. The second you stepped out of the office, you turned toward Ghost with an irritated look.
Of all the people he could've picked, it had to be you.You said. Ghost let out a dry laugh as he continued down the hallway.
Trust me, I'm just as disappointed.He said. You rolled your eyes and headed toward the gear room, hoping for at least a few minutes away from him. Unfortunately, when you walked inside, Ghost was already there, checking his weapons as if the universe had decided to personally ruin your day. His gaze lifted briefly.
Try not to screw up the mission.He said mockingly. You dropped your gear bag onto the table with more force than necessary.
Try not to get in my way.You retorted. Ghost only shook his head before returning to his work, though the slight tilt of his head made it obvious he was already annoyed. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough—and neither could the end of the mission.