simon “make it fit” riley

soap “just the tip” mactavish

You're sitting in the breakroom at the deep wooden table, scribbling away at the pages in front of you when you feel a presence looming over your shoulder....

Simon 'Ghost' Riley watches you color in silence for a bit before asking what you were doing. He thinks its cute the way your face heats up when you realize you'd been caught, but he doesnt think you should be embarassed about your hobby.

When you invite him to join you and offer to make him a copy he just grunts in response and walks away with his fresh cup of hot tea.

Dont worry though, cause he'll take you up on that offer next time.

Captain John Price would watch you color from a distance and before you could realize he's there, he's slipping out of the break room to grab his 'adult' coloring book and pack of pencils from his office.

He accidentally startles you when he pulls out the chair next to you and drops the thick book in front of his seat. It takes you a moment to realize that he's joining you, but you couldn't be more excited about it.

The two of you spend the night coloring side by side in a peaceful silence.

John 'Soap' Mctavish will tease you about it to no end once he finds out you like to color in your pass time. He's pokes at you about it a lot, but with enough convincing he'll sit and color with you.

He gets a copy of the same book just so the two of you can be coordinated, and proposes a competition for who can color the picture better. He forces Ghost and Price to judge, and almost always looses because he cant pick color schemes

He doesn't take it to heart, and instead promises he'll beat you next time

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick his first thought when he see's you coloring for the first time is that its neat that you like to unwind in such a calm way. He doesn't need any convincing to sit down with you and color. It actually gives you an opportunity to connect better since you're the two youngest on the force.

ghost is lurking under an umbrella. had you put some sunscreen on his back to prevent him from frying like an egg. he's like a vampire for most the day until it starts to cool off. makes you come with him from where you're resting near him to walk along the shore. gives you some pretty shells, holds your hand "so you don't fall over from the waves." def doesn't get a picture of you and him in the sunset as his lock screen when you're gazing out into the deep blue.

soap and gaz are everywhere! they want to do everything. they play a game of volleyball together (they totally don't look over to see whether or not you're watching them) and get sweaty and gross. swim for a bit and try to catch some fish with their hands. soap definitely gets burnt and makes gaz go find some aloe for it. he asks you to rub it on his shoulders, sighing contently and kisses your temple as a thank you. gaz helps you identify the different little crabs and other critters running around the beach. points at cool birds and landmarks in the distance, smiling as you nod happily in reply. they both want to rent a jet ski next time.

price disappears for a good portion of the day. rents a surfboard and gives it a go for the first time in years. isn't bad, either, likes the water on his skin. when he shows back up for the picnic lunch, he smiles when you worry on him. "shouldn't disappear that long by yourself, price, it's not safe!" smiles and pats your head, what a kind little bird. he takes you out a bit in the water and lets you try to balance on the board. smiles when you're either a natural or fall ungracefully into the water. you both end up swimming around and looking for dolphins. price totally holds you in his arms for a bit to let you rest your body.

Soap: my lass is just the softest person ever

Gaz: not this again

Ghost: let the lad be

Soap: I swear it's like an angels touch

R/N: so you're being touched by an angel?

Soap: yes

R/N: I was touched by a priest

141 x Catgirl!Reader who actually acts like a cat. Pushing glasses and mugs off of the table, smacking anything she finds annoying, bunny kicking when sparring out of habit, kneading the boys in the most random body parts just because she finally found a soft spot between all that muscle? (it's their balls), bringing them ''trophies'' of her hunts that have the men waking up to a fucking bird on their pillow?? am I allowed to cook rn HBJEFJHBEFJHBFE