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There’s a teddy in Soap’s bed; a beaten-up, old brown bear. Well-loved, if the state of the fur is any indication. Ghost lets out a choked laugh, mostly at his own expense. He wishes he was there, suddenly, wishes he was by Johnny’s side as he walked through the doorway and realised that his childhood room was waiting for him like a time capsule. Wishes he got to see the embarrassed scrunch of his face, the way the tips of his ears would flush red.
Soap has a whole second life, outside of the SAS. He’s got a mother, and a poorly-decorated bedroom, and a bear. All Ghost has is a flat that will be the same it is today as it will be the day he dies, like he was never even here at all.
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31 Jul 2025
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“Don’t kill me,” Soap blurts out and, Christ, that was not a good start. Ghost raises a brow, waiting for the bomb to drop. “But, uh, want to be my boyfriend?”
when soap invites ghost back home to scotland for a week, ghost hadn't imagined he would wind up in a fake dating scheme to trick soap's family, of all people. it also doesn't help that he's head over heels in love with soap, of all people.
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12 Jun 2025
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“Why are you hovering?” Soap snaps at Gaz one particularly bad evening.
Gaz shrugs at him sadly, pityingly, “Because he asked me to.” Soap doesn’t know what the fuck that’s supposed to mean but he knows he doesn’t like it.
On Sunday Price summons them both into his office and delivers the only news he can: Ghost isn't dead yet. Not yet. The words echo around Soap’s head like gunfire. He’s lost men before, lost friends and officers before, it's part of the job. He doesn’t know why this time is affecting him so deeply. 'You do know.' His mind screams at him. 'You know why you can’t bear to lose him.'
Soap takes long pulls from the bourbon bottle that night hoping for a dreamless sleep, instead for the next seven hours he pictures nut brown eyes and white bone.
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06 Jun 2025
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Which meant he also noticed when Ghost frowned heavily and murmured, “Not really my thing.”
“Oh,” Gaz said with his brows raised. “So you haven’t got one then.” He slapped Price on the shoulder and grinned.
“I do.” Ghost interrupted, taking another long sip from his nearly empty glass. “Just think they’re rubbish.”
Soap felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. He watched Rudy’s hand tighten on Alejandro’s as he shot a sympathetic look towards Soap, who quickly looked away.
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25 May 2025
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Soap was a young rookie with quirks, but he was coping. Captain John MacTavish has the world on his shoulders, and he is not coping. The lives of everyone he cares about depend on him being able to do things Just Right, all the time. All his little rituals block out the thoughts of causing their deaths. They protect the 141. But nobody is perfect. When he slips, Ghost is there to catch him.
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24 May 2025