Ghost x reader: New Recruit

13. Shh

A bowl of garlic bread was brought over and I picked up a roll in each hand.

I took a bite of one, then the other and nodded.

Soap snorted and shook his head.

"Have some manners." Ghost rolled his eyes.

"Shhh..." I put a bitten breadstick to his lips and shushed him.

Soap laughed and Ghost pushed my hand away.

I went back to eating.

"Can we get her some water?" Jay asked the bartender.

Soon I was sipping on water and munching on bread.

"Wanna dance?" I looked up to see Soap looking at Jay.

"I don't know... I need to take care of YN..."

"She's with her commanding officers. They'll take good care of her." Soap smiled. "It won't take us long anyways. Just a few songs."

"Go ahead, Jay bird. You have until I finish my breadstick. Then I run."

Jay smiled and laughed.

"Don't you dare, YN."

"Just go, have fun."

"Um, okay then... sure!" She smiled and they left.

"Excuse me, sir." We all looked up and saw a bashful looking girl looking at Gaz.

"Yes?" Gaz asked.

"We're having a debate. We were hoping you could help us settle it."

Gaz chuckled and stood up. 

"Sure. Let's go."

He left.  

"I'm going to go smoke." Price stood up and left us alone.

I glanced at Ghost and he was sipping his drink while staring into space.

I glanced down at his mommy milkers and fought the urge to squeeze them.

But would I like it if a drunk person came out of nowhere and squeezed mine? No. I'd freak. So maybe I should ask for permission.

"You look squishy."

"Excuse me?"

"I wanna squish. Can I?"

"No."

I stared into his eyes and he stared into mine.

I could feel the tears threatening to spill out.

"Are you... crying?"

"Mommy milkers...."

"Keep your hands off my chest, Private!"

"Okay..."

I bowed my head and looked at my own boobs.

They weren't nearly as big as his but they were decent.

I grabbed them and gave them a squeeze.

"Honk honk."

"Stop that!" Ghost moved my hands and I let out a sigh.

"How drunk are you?"

"Not drunk enough to sleep with you.... Or am I!?"

"I'm not sleeping with you."

"Cowabummer."

"Shut up."

I went back to eating my breadsticks.

"My brother could totally beat you up."

"That was random."

"But true. Random but true."

"I doubt it."

"Yeah. He's a lieutenant. And he's bigger than you. And a better fighter."

"Oh, I'm sure."

"He'd make you cry for your mommy."

"My mother is dead."

"Cowab-"

"Don't you dare say Cowabummer."

"Whomp-"

"If you say whomp whomp, I'm beating your ass."

"Sorry... but you are a dick so I have a right to bully you back."

"I don't bully you."

"Yes you do. I talk shit about you, you know that?"

"Let's see how happy your bladder mouth makes you when you're sober."

"You look like a Patrick."

"Stop talking and eat your bread.

"Oh, there's bread! Nom."