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Soap, a few days away from joining the 141, and Ghost, on forced leave per Price's orders, end up at the same shady London underground club. As strangers.
(Title: "Happy Pill" - grandson)
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10 Jun 2025
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Ghost was still sore. Most specifically, about the fact that the moment he had tried to get back to Soap, still in bed in his motel room back in Chicago, they had been told they needed to leave almost immediately. Bundled into a plane and sent home to sit, stony faced, at a debriefing that was miserable and tedious. One which even Laswell looked annoyed to be at, which Ghost chalked up to the fact that she had a beautiful wife, and a crusty little dog that needed walking, waiting at home.
Soap had glanced at him across the table, bottom lip jutting out until he caught himself and it was sucked back up into an expression that resembled something a bit more professional. But, Simon could see it in his eyes. The disappointment.
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a sequel to caught me gawking, set directly after Ghost and Soap have returned, post-shagging and post-post-final MW2 mission in Chicago. Soap's in a jam and Ghost is in the shit because despite his neatly defined outward flaws, like being incomprehensible half the time, he's quite enjoying Soap's company.
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- Part 2 of i think i was meant to keep you warm
Bookmarked by LouBrew
30 May 2025
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“Not old.” A scar ran down the side of Ghost’s face, perpendicular to the cut of his jawline, and it shifted as he spoke, “Younger than Price.”
“Really?” Soap’s stool scraped across the floor as he tugged it closer. Far too close for two grown, military sculpted men to be to each other but Soap had had at least two tequila shots even before he’d started on his next drinks, so it felt like nothing at all to be able to smell that Ghost was clean. No blood. No dirt. Clean, washed skin underneath his clothes and mask, “I mean, that wee glance you gave us of your mug back before the raid wasn’t much to go on.”
“Thought you might have gone rifling through my file.”
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Or: Ghost and Soap are the last ones left in the bar after the final MW2 mission, knees touching, and Soap can't help himself. Can't stop the little, needling shit that lives in the back of his head and cajoles him into pushing himself into Ghost's vision. 'Just a snog, sir. We don't have to tell.' Except, it's not really that easy, is it?
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- Part 1 of i think i was meant to keep you warm
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Bookmarked by LouBrew
30 May 2025
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John knew there wasn’t any turning back. There hadn’t been for a while. Not when there was this growing, dangerous want simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to boil over.
It went beyond the flirting over comms, the way Ghost and Soap had one another’s backs.
It went beyond the sparring sessions that left John pent up and frustrated, moaning Simon’s name the moment he was back in the safety of his room as he stroked his achingly hard cock to release.
“Because, you haven’t fucked me yet,” John told him. “Must be too afraid, huh?”
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16 May 2025
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Soap goes on leave uncertain about where he stands with Ghost.
It’s only when they’re hundreds of miles apart that they finally come together.
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08 May 2025