Continuation.... (stalkers!taskforce 141 x reader)
Incorrect quotes.... Let's goo!!!!
Warning: It does get NSFW
*loud arguing from inside the walls*
Y/N yelling from the couch: Can I get a waffle?
*silence*
Y/N: Can I please get a waffle?
*silence*
Y/N: That's what I though.... Suckers.
.................
Y/N: Helloooo
Ghost: It's 4am. Shut the fuck up or we are shutting down the WiFi.
*silence*
Ghost: Finally.
*le several minutes later*
Y/N leaning close to Ghost's ear: Herroooo
Ghost falling of the bed: Fucking 'ell!! It's illegal for you to be this QUIET!!!!
Soap rushing in the room: Simon wh- Y/N!!! How did you get in here? This fortress.. is impenetrable?
Y/N: Door was unlocked
Ghost: Son of a bitch
..............
Price: Okay kid.... I'm gonna put this bag over your head, now. Don't struggle.
Y/N: Why?
Price: So you don't see where we are taking you.
Y/N: is it.... somewhere....in my own house?
Price: Well-
Y/N: In the same house I constantly bust you in?
Price:
Y/N: This house?
Price, impatient: Yes, this house. Now, put this on.
Y/N: Can't.
Price, irritated: Why not.
Y/N, quietly: Tied up.
Price: Right.
Y/N: It's not gonna last you know.... It's not that big of a house. I will find you again.
Soap: Shouldn't WE say that.
Gaz: I feel threatened.
Ghost: We made renovations.
Price: Don't tell her that.
Y/N: So you made extra space.
Price: Maybe...
Y/N: ....And didn't fix the leaking roof.
*silence*
Soap chiming in: I dug holes under the house for the water.
Y/N: You did WHAT?!
Price: Shit. Don't trash around... My duck tape!!!
.........
Price fixing the holes from under the house: Kid, listen. I am sorry for my sergent.
Y/N: Man with your cake shouldn't call me "kid".
Price: My what?
Y/N: I have too many spicy thoughts to consider you a father figure.
Price: Not sure I want to understand that.
Y/N: I unfrathered you soon after our first meeting.
Price: Please, stop.
*silence*
*Price reaching toward his shirt*
Y/N: No, keep your shirt off.
Price:
Y/N: Yeah...Flex them muscles.
Price, frantically looking around: What? Where are you?
Y/N: Don't worry about it.
Price spotting a small camera: Did you put surveillance on us.
Y/N: Shhh.... Keep working bby girl. Do your thing.
Price: Don't call me that!
.......
Y/N: It's a crime I am being stalked but nothing more.
*silence*
Y/N: I said-
Ghost: We heard what you said. We can hear everything you are saying.
Y/N: So?
Ghost: What do you want more? Torture?
Y/N, mischievously: I will send you some clips.
Ghost: Our network is secured. You can't just-
*ding*
Ghost: Okay... Not happy about that.
*ding* *ding*
Ghost: I got it.
*ding* *ding* *ding* *ding*
Ghost: Captain!
Price: Yeah. I got it. Opening now.
Price: Oh my-
Ghost: We are NOT doing that!!!
Gaz: This is deranged.
Soap, stripping: Guess I will take one for the team.
Soap, yelling: Hey lass. If I do that, ya need to put on a helmet.
Price: Don't even think about it!
...........
Soap: It's a very quiet evening.
*silence*
Soap: I will fix the roof in the morning.
*silence*
Soap: Will you just talk to me?
*silence*
Soap, activating his puppy eyes: Your silence is killing me.
*silence*
Soap, angrily: Fine. Be like that. I don't care!
*from another room*
Ghost: Should we tell him, he is talking to a decoy doll for the past 20 minutes?
Price: Nah, let him be. Where is Y/N anyway?
Ghost: Shop? I think.
Price: You think?
Ghost: That's what I've heard.
Price, suspicious: Didn't Kyle say he was going shopping?
Ghost: Yeah.
Price:
Ghost:
Price: Fuck.
..........
*Gaz leisurely stretching on the couch*
Y/N: One down! Three more to go!
*on the other side of the house*
Ghost: Captain! The sergent is down.
Price: Shit. Y/N you will pay for this.
*Gaz laughing cause he can hear them through his ear piece*
Soap, stripping: I will avenge you.
Price: Mactavish! I said no!
...........
*in bed*
Y/N: Wasn't that bad, huh.
Price taking a deep drag from his cigar: Never said it was, doll.
Y/N, scrabbling something in a notebook and whispering: One more to go!
Price: Why one more?
Y/N: Mactavish ambushed me as soon as you feel asleep.
Price, laughing: God dammit.
Price wrapping his arms tightly around Y/N: Now we are never gonna leave... You know that, right? *planting a little kiss on Y/N forehead*
Y/N: I am counting on that.
.........
Y/N, dramatically: You are the last one left. Surrender.
Ghost, tryng not to laugh: Never.
Y/N: There is nowhere to go, Simon.
Ghost: You sure about that?
Y/N: Surrender! Or else.
Ghost: Alright. *drops pants*
Y/N: Shit- How? What do you eat?
Ghost, stretching his arms out: Come 'ere sweetheart.
Y/N, walking backwards toward the door: I think I forgot the bathroom oven opened.
Ghost, walking towards her: No, no. Come 'ere and take what you bargained for.
..........
That's it!













