Where Flowers Die โฆ Yan!Price x F!Reader
๐ค Summary ๐ค : Instincts or him?
๐ค Warning(s) ๐ค : Kidnapping, Violence, Gore, Dub/Non-Con touching (eventual), Stalking, Injuries, Minor Ghost x f!reader, Dysfunctional childhood, typical yandere shit. โข MDNI โข
โ The Captain's List | VVITCH SPELLS
You donโt know where the obsession even began. It mustโve been a long time ago before you had a job at the cafe; serving rude and nice customers alike.
Ironically enough, youโd still remember the same pair of faded blue eyes staring back at your own. Transfixed upon your clueless gaze as his other mates ordered a regular cup of coffee. You couldnโt help but feel a sense of vulnerability under the manโs gaze, so you averted your business to somewhere else.ย
Until, it was his turn to speak up.ย
The gruffness of his voice and the way he carried himself seemed a bit intimidating. But to others, it looked like the man was just trying to grab a brunch. His taller frame didnโt make it any easier as well.
There was something off about the man that you couldnโt help but identify.
He had this sense of authority engulfing him in a chokehold. Was it the way he was looking at you earlier? Or was it the tone of his voice?ย
In summary, you couldnโt figure him out. He looked like any man you would see on a street and pass by. A stranger in their own little bubble.
It was around 10:30 pm when the quaint cafe started cleaning up for closing time. You were busy cleaning near the register and was told by your manager to let the men know that it was time for them to leave. However, the men had booked themselves a private room to discuss amongst themselves.
You wanted to protest at first as it felt like walking into a den of wolves. But you knew better than to lose your job. So you sucked it up and softly knocked on the frosted glass.
The private room eerily quieted down and footsteps could be heard as they made their way to the door. You could see the outline of their figure before greeting you to a masked man with a skull print.ย
โWho is it, Ghost?โ Huh, odd name.ย
โJusโ some little birdie whoโs lost.โ Not taking his eyes off of you.
You opened your mouth to say something, but he quickly moved aside for another man to take his place. It was the same pair of stormy blue eyes looking back at your own.
Although, his features were a lot more hardened than last time. Something had clearly gone awry.ย
โWhat is it?โ A slight irritation is present in his tone of voice.ย
โMy manager is asking for your group to leave the cafe since itโs closing time.โ Managing your tone to be calm and neutral.
The man nods at this and tells you to give them a minute before they can leave. You acknowledged this and went to tell your manager in advance that they were leaving in a minute. With a small huff, he told you to clock out and that your schedule should be set for next week. The drive back to your apartment was peaceful as always. The music set into the background lulled you into a sense of security and a slight melancholy. You had wondered what it would be like to travel the world and work into a more suitable environment. Maybe an office job would work. Quiet space, an organisable schedule, decent pay, and etc.ย
As much as the cafe provided you a stable life, dealing with rude people and idiots everyday was the cost.
There would be a child wailing every now and then due to a neglectful parent not caring about whether or not their child would scream their head off. You had to simply do something in your life for once, being in your mid-20s and all. Back then, you would worry about projects and lecture halls during your college days. Anxiety and caffeine were your only friends and would get you through finals. But those days are over now.ย
โSurvive and thrive, kiddo. Trust your instincts when you need it most.โย
The words of your father resonating within your head like a mantra of bittersweet self-guidance.
Your father was absent for most of your childhood as well as your mother. You would have to take care of yourself for most of the time. Doing the cleaning, cooking, figuring out your homework on your own, and whatnot.
Whenever they did appear in your life, it would have to be when you would fall ill or take you out for shopping. Although, you noted the schism within their relationship. None really speaking to each other nor staying within oneโs presence for longer. Eventually, this led up to their divorce and are now living different lives.
Neither had really tried to reach out to you when you moved out on your own. At this point, you could really care less as all parties are responsible for their own choices and made their own pathways.ย
Upon reaching the front door to your apartment, you noticed an eviction letter taped onto the wooden frame. Your brows furrowed as well as a frown tugging at your lips.
You knew damn well youโve already paid for fucking rent, and now theyโre asking for more? Bullshit. Frustration roils through your head like a shaken hornetโs nest.
You sighed out to release a bit of anger before entering your safe haven. For now, the clock ticks and ticks. Its hand moving along before your eventual demise is complete.ย
Your eyes slowly opened to the darkness of your room, soon adjusting to its surroundings. Your gaze landed upon the clock sitting atop your bedside table. The red glow of the numbers makes itself the only light source at the moment.ย
The same incessant sound of what seems to be tapping quickly captures your attention once more. Your mind slightly comes back to your current situation due to the realization that there may be an intruder breaking into your humble abode. You get out of bed and grab a baseball bat as a weapon. With a silent creak, you push your door open and navigate through the darkness of your apartment.
Your muscles tense as a shuffle could be heard from your living room. Silently inching your way towards the source before stopping at the corner of the wall. You breathe in and out before jumping out to see Moonie; your cat. A gust of wind blows into the apartment making you shiver. You were sure all the windows were locked the night before. Nonetheless, you placed the window back to its respective place; bringing a bit of warmth back to the living space.
Sighing at this, you place the bat onto the plush sofa and pick up Moonie. She purrs in your arms, snuggling close to your body comfortably. You went back to your room with Moonie making sure to lock the door behind you.ย
Unbeknownst to you, the pair of faded blue eyes watched your form retreat into your bedroom, his eyes flickering towards the baseball bat placed onto the plush sofa. That was too close for comfort.ย
He leaned down to check if the cameras were in operation within your apartment. When all things were clear and set to go, he clicked the tabletโs screen to transition the view to your bedroom.
He relishes in the view of your form snuggled close to the comforters with Moonie sleeping at the edge of the bed. A sense of longing forms in his chest as he thinks about the lonely nights without her touch and voice. She should be his by now. And the only thing thatโs stopping him is his missions as a captain for the 141.ย
The sudden buzz of his phone snaps him out of his thoughts. Itโs from Laswell.
โIโve got some info for the team, Cap. Thought you might be interested in this.โ
โGo on.โ Stuffing the tablet back into his satchel.ย
โThe hacker who nixed our comms last week is affiliated with Makarov. The target has been seen sitting around a cafe near your location, Captain. Bring the target back for interrogation or do the interrogation yourselves.โย
โAny news on Shepherd and Graves?โย
โTheir trial will be set 3 weeks from now. As of right now, we are all in a truce.โย
โIs that whaโ Shepherd calls it?โ
โJohn, we both know that if Makarov succeeds in getting the East and the West to fight against each other. The world will be plunged into chaos. As much as we both donโt like teaming up with traitors, this has to be done.โ
โRighโ, when will the mission take place?โย
The call ends shortly afterwards. One can only hope the mission will go well as both sides are teetering on the edge of a war. Either way, if all hell breaks loose, there can be no future for any of them.ย
As the morning fog descended upon the townโs street, you were already clocked in and ready to go for another shift at the cafe.
The weather was a bit chilly today, so there weren't many customers to deal with. Your attention turned to the freshly baked bread as you started to slice it away. You hissed a bit in pain from the heat but kept going until youโve finished your task. Looking down at the gradual reddening of your hand, you proceed to grab a cooling rag to calm down the inflamed skin.
For the next few hours, your boss continued to order you around until it was time to clock out in the afternoon. The cafe was a bit busy, but nothing too overwhelming.
You grabbed onto your jacket tightly as you made your way into the parked area. As soon as your hand reached for the handle, a strong force pushed you back against the car door followed by an unbearable heat. Through the ringing of your ears and the smell of petrol flooding your senses, the muffled screams of people could be heard in the background while some flee away from the scene. Wincing a bit, you turned around to see the cafe engulfed in flames with its bits scattered about on the street.ย
Without wasting a single beat, you forced your limbs to move and get somewhere safely. Treading through the plumes of smoke and rubble, you were suddenly pulled into an alleyway causing you to struggle against their restricting hold. You tried screaming for help whilst flailing around like a cornered animal which didnโt last for long.
A sharp pain filled your senses which caused your body to go limp in your assailant's hold.
A sack was roughly pulled over your head before you were tied up and pushed into a room of sorts. You could hear different voices of people pleading for their life, while others were whimpering out of fear and perhaps in pain.ย
Your assailants forced you on your knees and left you alone with the rest of the helpless people. After the door was tightly shut and locked, a voice came blaring through the speakers. The accent filled with a dignified malice and unbridled hatred as it began to spread its speech like a molotov. Scorching and unforgiving.ย
โOur cause is to put order amongst wild animals. Without chaos, there can be no order left to claim nor conquer. We train our own to become protectors and restore glory to the motherland. The West loves to pick and choose what benefits them the most. Leeching off of resources like the parasite that they are. And yet, claim that they are the strongest in the western hemisphere. A mocking insult to those who truly seize power. Soon, the motherland will expand its hold over the entire world and nothing, nothing will be left unturned.โย
East vs. West. The classic title fight of the century.ย
Outside, Price and the rest of his men pooled into the area, scoping through and making sure civilians were tended to by the paramedics. In the back of Priceโs mind, he had a nagging feeling of dread. He was sure (Y/N) shouldโve clocked out by now and arrived home safe and sound. However, considering the situation in hand, he doubts that any civilian is safe under any circumstance.ย
His earpiece crackled before Laswell's voice entered smoothly โJohn, how copy?โย
โWeโve got multiple civilians injured and some officers K.I.A. My men are searching the area for any traces of the hacker. Konniโs fingerprints are all over this, Kate.โ
โNot unless Makarov plans to blame it on Farahโs group for the bombing.โย
โWe need to find intel that can leverage us against Makarov. In the meantime, weโll be searching the buildings in the area. I have a feeling Konniโs hiding in plain sight.โย
โCapโโ Garrick emerged from his side, โTake a looโ at this.โย
Priceโs gaze locked onto a footage of Konni units roughly shoving civilians in a store before closing the doors behind them. The footage then flashes to a different point of view showing most of them tied up with a bag over their heads. Although, one of them is strapped with a bomb vest with C4 on it.ย
โThis footage was found on the east side of the cafe. Approximately fifteen minutes after the explosion happened.โย
โRighโ, Ghost and Soap will take the westside while you and me will sweep the east clean. Leave no Konni alive.โ
โ The Captain's List | VVITCH SPELLS
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