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If you were to see or hear a loud Scottish man, behind him not too far or too close would be a tall skull faced man.
Ghosts is or was never good at feelings. He either ignores them or buries them deep into his cold heart. When he kills enemies, he does not feel anything because hes already shut down his emotions. Hes never felt bad about killing anybody or even hesitated because he does not care. He absolutely forgot about his feelings. Until he met a loud Scottish man. He did not know what he was feeling but he tried to ignore every touch the Scott gave.
Placed after Alone mission going to the safe house
Soap had a sharp pain go through him when Ghost turned hard, and he made a quiet noise. Ghost seemed to hear it but decided to not say anything and turned into a forest trail. Soap was the first to break the silence. “Why was the strawberry crying?” His accent was hard. Ghost hummed in response not wanting to break his focus. "Because he was stuck in a jam” He barely got the joke out from laughing. Ghost takes a moment to respond because Soap was laughing.
“Thats the best you’ve got Johnny?” Ghosts voice was deep because of not talking for a while.
Soap took a while to respond since Ghosts deep void was replaying in his ear for a little.“{You can't even make any jokes that are actually funny so shut ye pie hole}” Soap was only a little mad because of the pain in his arm. That bastard Graves shot him in the arm. “English or ill kick you out of the vehicle right now” Ghost was tired of Soap speaking Scottish to curse him out or say something else. “Sorry sir I was just saying how bad your jokes are” Soap felt like he was about to pass out before there was a bump in the road that woke him up.
“Got you through Las Almas didn’t it” Ghost turned to a stop. Soap looked out the window to see a house and looked back to Ghost to find that he had already stepped out of the vehicle. Soap was going to reach for the handle but jumped back when it opened by itself and that caused his arm to have the biggest pain hes ever felt. He scrunched up his face and made a noise close to a whimper. Ghost noticed and just stuck out his hand for Soap to grab. “Ye getting soft on me Ghost” Soap chuckled a little and grabbed his hand. Ghost pulled him up a little bit hard. “Shut your mouth before I do” Ghost let go of his hand when Soap got out the car. “That a threat or a promise sir?” Soap grinned. Ghost just turned around and started walking toward the safe house. “Where are we?” Soap looked around while catching up with ghost. “Alejandros safe house” Ghost kept walking without looking at Soap. “Gave me the location just in case”. “Why didn’t he tell me?” Soap sounded hurt because he wasn’t told. “It was need to know” Ghost heard Soap huff quietly. “What if I needed to know--?”
“Shhh” Ghost cut soap off and stopped before looking down at the door and kneeled down. Ghost heard Soap kneel next to him. “Pressure plate.” Soap looked down at it. “Alejandro rigged it.” Ghost started to look around. “Smart bastard” Soap was about to stand up before Ghost said. “There” Soap looked in the direction of where Ghost was looking. They both stood up and started walking towards the window. While Ghost helped Soap up, he grazed his ass. “Keep it professional L.T” Soap looked over his shoulder. Ghost just shoved him up into the window. Soap jumped down, aimed his gun and scanned everywhere. “Move” Soap jumped a little from Ghost behind him. He didn’t realize Ghost had already jumped down behind him. He could feel his chest against him. He could feel his breath on his neck.
“Johnny, I said to move” Soap snapped back to reality and started moving forward towards a couch and threw himself on the couch. "Come here” Soap groaned and got up and went toward Ghost. Ghost patted the small Kitchen counter that was in the corner. Soap hopped onto the counter, spread his legs, and tried not to think of any dirty thoughts. That didn’t work out since Ghost put himself in between Soaps legs and got out his med kit and placed it on Soaps thigh.
Soap felt his face getting hot, so he put his head down until Ghost cut his shirt open with his knife and he felt the hotness on his neck and face. “Ye could have just asked if ye wanted to see me shirtless L.T” Soap looked up at him and grinned. Ghost ignored him, opened the mini med kit and pulled out a gauze and alcohol wipes. Ghost grabbed his arm. Soap didn’t expect Ghost to be gentle with him, he thought he would be rough. Ghost wiped the blood off him and started wrapping the gauze on his arm. “You're lucky it went through you” Soap was barely listening due to blood loss and the scent of Ghost. He smelt so good. He smelled like gunpowder and mud. Soap wished he had one his shirts to have so he can smell like him. “Johnny are you alright?” Ghost whispered into his ear. Soap didn’t realize Ghost was so close to him. The size of his body was a turn on Soap, and he felt his pants tight and didn’t realize he was holding his breath. “Yes sir” Soap
Ghost put the gauze back in the med kit and put it back on his vest. Soap noticed a photo while he was putting the med kit in a pocket. Soap looked back up at Ghost to see him looking at his hard on. Soap quickly put his arm over it to cover it. “I'm going to go take a shower” Ghost turned around to head to the shower. Soap started to curse in Scottish under his breath.
He got up, went to the couch, took his throat mic off, and set it on the coffee table next to it. He felt cold and needed a shirt or at least a blanket. He looked around and found a closet. He opened the door, and a rat came running towards Soap. He started running and screamed. Soap heard a door slam open and looked in the direction. Ghost stood with a pistol in his hand and a towel around his waist. “What happened” Soap just stared at him. His chest and abs were covered with scars and water. “A- uhm rat came out and uhm started chasing me” Soap didn’t stop looking at him. “You have a staring problem, Johnny?” Ghost started to go towards Soap. Soap started to back up when Ghost was in front of him and his hip hit the counter as Ghost towered over him. Soap just started up at Ghost with his mask still on. Ghost reached out behind him to grab his clothes and he turned around to go back into the bathroom. Soap just stood there and forgot that he needed a blanket.
Soap went back to the couch and decided to lay down and try to go to sleep. Ghost had already put his clothes on and went to sleep on the opposite side of the couch Soap was on. How can he sleep when it's cold. Soap keeps tossing and turning. “Can you not stand still for even a minute” Soap stopped moving when he heard Ghost get up. “Sorry L.T its cold-” Soap was cut off when Ghost threw a hoodie at him. “Put that on and go to sleep.” Soap looked at it and put it on. When he put it on, he immediately felt tired. The hoodie ingulfed him. Ghost said something but Soap couldn’t make it out when sleep was getting to him. He took a breath of the hoodie and it smelt like Ghost. He fell asleep thinking about Ghost even thought he was in the same room.
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When Ghost woke up, he saw Soap still sleeping. He got up off the couch and put his gear back on. Ghost looked back at Soap and stared at him for a while. He thought Soap looked peaceful sleeping and he looked relaxed. What are you thinking? You have no feelings burry them and forget about them or you'll get hurt. He turned around and went outside to smoke.
When Soap woke up, he looked to where Ghost was sleeping and found he wasn’t there. He felt someone grab his shoulder and turned around. He expected to see Ghost well the alive Ghost. When he turned around, he found Ghost dead. His eyes had no life, and his chest had a bullet hole in it, and he was bleeding through his shirt and his hands were cut and his fingertips were gone. “Johnny” Soap turned around to look away and brought his knees up to his chest and put his head down. “This isn't real” Soap was telling himself that. “Johnny” The man that was dead kept saying his name. “Johnny” That man kept repeating his name repeatedly. “JOHNNY”
Soap woke up and was breathing heavily and when he looked up, he had his superior in a choke hold with a knife he kept by him at his throat. Soap let him go and started to apologize. “I'm so sorry L.T I just- I had a nightmare and I panicked I'm sorry.” Ghost just looked at him with eyes that wanted to do something about this. Soap got on his knees scared for his life and started to apologize again. “Please don’t kill me I'm sorry I didn’t mean to.” Ghost just kept looking down at him. “Get up”. Damn you for making me scared and not doing anything about it. When Soap went to stand up his head grazed Ghost crotch. Soap didn’t realize what he did but Ghost made a sound. Soap heard it and looked up at him. “You ok L.T?” Soap didn’t realize Ghost was hard “Get your stuff and get in the truck were going back to base.” Soap just nodded and went to go get his stuff. Ghost watched him leave into the other. Soap still had his hoodie on. The hoodie had Ghost name on it. ‘Simon “Ghost” Riley’. Ghost smirked to himself and went to the truck.
Soap went to get his stuff and while he was putting his gear on, he realized he was still wearing Ghosts hoodie. He decided to act like he didn’t know that he still had it on because when he started wearing it, he felt comfortable and relaxed. He went into the passenger's seat Ghost started the truck and started driving back to base. Soap started to drift off into sleep because he felt so tired with Ghosts hoodie on.