[Ghost]
The bastard doesn't even know how to aim.
My ribs had to be adjusted as some of them broke, but no organs were hit. Slight internal bleeding. Nothing too serious.
Nonetheless, I was told that I had surgery. My chest bounded tightly with white bandages.
I'm not allowed to sit up but I do so anyway.
Smoking is also off-limits. Pricks.
My head is propped up with some pillows, as I glance down at my hand to reach my radio.
But before my fingers can touch it, I feel myself drift off.
My senses tingle as I feel a presence near me. My eyes shoot open immediately.
Drowsy, disoriented, I try my best to focus as my whole vision is blurry.
I feel a small hand on my upper arm, reassuringly.
''Easy..It's me.''
Y/N.
I frown as I squint my eyes, trying hard to focus. But then I finally see her.
She looks at me, relieved, smiling softly. Seeing her makes my heart skip a beat. How long has she been sitting there, waiting for me to wake up? She looks tired, weakened. I can not blame her, since she is still in recovery. And part of me feels bad for making her worry, like she doesnt have enough already to worry about. But her eyes seem to light up as she sees I am awake, and I can't help but feel a warmth wash over me.
But then my eyes trail down and I can see she is wearing...gear?''How long was I asleep for..'' I mutter annoyed, my voice even lower and gruffier than usual.
''A few hours...'' Y/n says softly. ''Don't stress yourself. You got stabbed remember?''
''Course I do. Hurts like a motherfucker.'' I grunt as I narrow my eyes at her.
''If its only been a few hours, then why the fuck you wearing gear?'' I mumble.Y/n sighs, as her mood seems to shift. ''Precaution.'' she mutters.
Precaution?
My mood turns more worried than angry as I stare intensely at her.
''Is that guy still around? Did he get to you? Night?''Y/n shakes her head as she gestures for me to calm down. ''Price sent out a search team for the attacker, we have a lead..as for Night..''
She pauses. I don't like it when she pauses. It's usually because she contemplates on what to say next so as not to anger me.
Which in itself infuriates me.
''I spoke with him.''
The words echo in the room, and I feel my whole body tense up in anger. The air between us is growing thicker.
''You got to be fucking kidding me right now.'' I growl at her between my gritted teeth.
She frowns, looking away from me.
''I drift off for a few hours and you think you can just disobey my com-..''
I let out a sharp breath as I clench my chest. Okay, maybe I'm in rougher shape than I thought.
Y/n's gaze turns back to me, her gaze saddened as she looks worried at my chest.
After a moment, she finally speaks up.
''I didn't want to go behind your back. Price made the call. We needed to know who was behind the attack..''

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Aversion - Simon ''Ghost'' Riley x Reader
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