Price comes into their shared safe house after he had to shave and all he gets is chaos. Soap's close to hyperventilating as he points at him. Gaz is screaming about stranger danger. Ghost looks like he's seen a ghost (pun intended), absolutely shell shocked
Shaving his beard was only practical for the under cover mission ahead of him considering it was his most recognizable feature. It was strange seeing himself without it. He looked so much younger. When he walked out of the bathroom after finishing, Laswell did a double take.
âWow. Forgot what you looked like without a rat on your face.â
Price rolled his eyes, âVery funny.â
He kept feeling his face. He felt like he was missing a part of him without the beard.
âIâm sure you gave the boys a heads up, right?â
Laswell gives him a look, âYou really should tell them. Before you get stabbed or blown up or shot.â
âKate, theyâre not going to react like that.â
âJohn, you look like a whole different person. Have they ever seen you without the beard?â
âNo? But that doesnât matter! I donât look that different. Theyâre smarter than that.â
Price ignored the face Laswell was giving him. He needed to head back to the safe house and get ready to leave for the mission. He had two meetings he needed to attend, as well. Laswell just wished him luck instead of a usual goodbye. He scoffed, she was overreacting. The boys were all grown men. They may be taken aback by his missing beard but nothing extreme was going to happen.
Price was tired by the time he got back to the safe house. It was late but he knew the boys were still up. Most likely waiting for him so they (Ghost) could lock up the house properly. He opened the door and all but slammed it shut, that way Ghost knew he was there and didnât try to kill him. He took his hat off and hung it up, groaning as he headed to the kitchen.
Ghost was there, sipping some tea.
Ghost looked at him and immediately dropped his mug. Price jumped as ceramic shards and tea went all over the floor.
âWhat the hell, Simon?!â
Ghost stared at him, eyes wide. Soap ran into the kitchen not long after the mug shattered.
Soap cut himself off when he saw Price. His mouth hung open and he lifted his hand and pointed at his face. Price instinctively rubbed his face.
Soap gasps and stumbles back towards Ghost. He only stops when his back hits the manâs chest. He kept trying to speak but nothing comprehensible came out. He started breathing heavy as Ghost stood there like a statue.
âWhatâs going on in here-â
Price turned as Gaz walked into the kitchen. The man took one look at him before he just screamed at the top of his lungs. Price winces as Gaz screams bloody murder, Soap dropping to the floor. Ghost continued to stand, unmoving.
âBloody- I SHAVED! ITâS NOT THE BIG OF A DEAL!â
âYOU LOOK LIKE YOUâRE GOING TO ASK ME IF I HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT JESUS!â
It took two full hours to get the three to calmly sit in the living room. They stared at him as he explained the mission he was going on, not hearing a word he was saying. Price stopped talking when he phone started ringing. He winces when he sees it was Laswell.
Price blinks, groaning when he remembered that Laswell had full access to the security cameras around the safe house. He rubs his face, missing his beard.
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