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i like to imagine him in the morning.
he'd be in ghost's bed cuz he just happened to have migrated here. he wakes up first, the light from the window hitting his face. it's warm and he looks up at the ceiling. Ghost's ceiling, it's a little cracked like the majority of things inside the man's flat. he turn his head to see ghost still asleep, mask askew. his hair is messy and sticking out through the hole in his balaclava. he looks cute, his face is all scrunched and Seth feels warmth in his chest. he never thought he'll ever feel safe enough to wake up in someone else's bed and not freak out. better yet, to wake up next to someone and the only thing that goes through his mind is ''cute i love him''. he spun to straddle the soldier's body, both knees either side of him and hands flat on his chest.
"mornin' pretty boy" he mutters sleepily. Simon opened his eyes slowly looking up at Seth's lazy grin. and he thought, i want to be woken up like that for the rest of my life.
His hands stayed at his side like he was hesitant, like touching Seth would destroy the moment, like Seth was some kind of god and touching him will be an outrage to the person. so he simply said "hi." and Seth's smile widened and he took his hand and kissed it reverently. Ghost stared at him then finally decided to stop being a pussy and he rested his hands on Seth's hips. feeling the bones there, thumbs doing back and forth. Seth leaned towards him and kissed his cheek, then wandered up and nibbled at his ear, teeth pressing hard enough to leave a mark. Simon didn't flinch, he had had way worse than someone he loves leaving marks on him. These were the scars he cherished, those that Seth put here, those that were chosen and never imposed. Seth pulled off just enough to say "We have a briefing at 0600". Then he sighed and flattened himself right on top of ghost, head on his chest.
"You gotta get up now if you want to have breakfast first." Simon told him.
Seth made a sound that wasn't really human and more pure exhaustion and buried his head closer. Simon stayed exactly two minutes here before losing patience and he started getting up, Seth rolling off him with a complaint. The lieutenant didn't even spare him a glance as he went in the bathroom to take a piss. Seth listened to the sound of water then asked if he needed help cleaning it from the bed. Simon finished then got out and immediately threw a pillow at him.
"get up you perv or i'm going to leave you behind"
"you wouldn't dare," Seth said, mock hurt. "What would you do without the love of your life, your light in the darkness, your north star, your compass?"
Simon huffed and Seth counted that as a win.
"up Seth." He said as he turned his back to the bed, he was halfway through changing his t-shirt when Seth came up behind him, arm around the waist and hands flat against ghost's stomach. Simon stopped moving accepting his fate as Seth squeezed his abs.
"all that for me?" he muttered, pleasantly. Simon just sighed and turned around to face him, Seth had to crane his neck to look at him in the eyes and Simon found he didn't quite hate it. The bigger man grabbed the corporal by the waist and sat him on the desk, pulling a shirt over his head.
"i know how to dress myself yknow" Seth pouted, despite not moving an inch from where he was.
"yeah. don't think you can do it that fast yourself."
Simon finished and went to take his shoes while Seth was swinging his feet from his perch. he looked at ghost and thought he really liked that man.