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“I’m here. Talk to me. Don’t shut me out.”
Once again, your thoughts are interrupted by Johnny. You almost sigh again.
“I’m not shutting you out.”
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“You want to leave? You don’t like aftercare?”
You furrowed your brows at his words. “Aftercare? What’s that?”
His lips parted slightly as he blinked a few times in shock. “You don’t know what aftercare is?”
You met up with Johnny for an one-time-thing, but it doesn’t got like you intended.
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You give him a small, unsure, and timid smile; offering a soft hello in a voice so sweet he wants to wedge it between his teeth and bite down. Sink his cuspids into the curve of your neck and taste the pulse beneath.
He wants to ruin you just like he ruins everything else in the world.
Price built you into a girl desperate enough to take warmth from the first hands that offered. Unfortunately for everyone, Makarov happened to extend his hand first.
Or; Some stones, once thrown, never stop making ripples.
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But Ghost had no government to protect him, and if they took off his mask, and he was identified on national news, it would exponentially complicate everything— but it wasn’t that that had his pulse shooting up, it was the sound his knuckles had made against his cheekbones that made him sick.
or— an embassy is taken over by a small team of insurgents, and ghost and soap work to get it back while they wait for backup
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- Part 54 of yours to keep
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22 May 2026
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I LOVE PROTECTIVE CAPTAV HE IS SO SPECIAL TO ME AND I LOVE HURT GHOST AND ATGH I LIVE THEM
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Every time he fell asleep in MacTavish’s bed, every time MacTavish soothed nightmares away with pet names and soft touches smoothing over trembling skin, every inside joke, every time he wiped away his tears, every time they made each other laugh, every time he looked a little too long at the way Ghost smiled, or the pink flush that dusted over his cheeks when he was embarrassed, or the way his eyes would flicker into half moons when he got happy— Ghost wouldn’t trust him with all of it if he knew Soap was fucking in love with him.
soap realises he’s in love; he decides to cut it all off before it gets any worse.
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i can’t even begin to describe how much i love this. just these two being absolutely unable to properly communicate and argh i wanna smooch them but also punch them
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“Well— alright,” Ghost accepted it easily. “I can get ‘em for you.”
“I— what?”
“I’m stationed at Redford Barracks,” Ghost replied carelessly. “There’s a Tesco right outside, half an hour on the bus into Edinburgh town centre. Can you wait that long?”
soap, on medical leave and roped into taking care of his niece, calls for the very best backup he knows; he discovers some things about himself in the meanwhile.
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this is genuinely one of the best ghoap fics out there. this whole series to be honest. i especially love this parts because mactavish is pining so beautifully and the way he is looks at ghost once he realises god they are so cute!! also i love eepy ghost in the very end of chapter two!!
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“Where is everyone?”
“When,” MacTavish began, and he dropped the cup on the bedside table, an old chipping thing, “were you planning to tell me the bite got infected?”
Ghost stiffened, hands curling tighter into fists.
Keeping things from each other never ends well. It all comes to a head in an empty safehouse.
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