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“Are you making fun of me?”
MacTavish’s eyebrows shot up, surprised.
“What?”
“Why would I spend Christmas at yours?” Ghost asked, half between bewildered and angry; one final curl of smoke escaped his mouth before he plucked the cigarette from between his lips and stubbed it out viciously on the railing, pulling the mask down and hiding anything else of his expression.
ghost has been off all december, and soap has absolutely no clue why. he invites ghost to spend christmas with him instead
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- Part 47 of yours to keep
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“No.”
“Simon—”
“No,” he insisted, more frantic, because he’d tolerate the other nightmares, he’d tolerate the memories, but he wouldn’t tolerate the way his brain would mix what little good he had in his life with monsters he had left dead— with renewed energy, he shoved back, twisting his wrists frantically in MacTavish’s grip as his eyes spilled over, heat rolling to his temples—
in which they both decide that ghost can’t deal with the nightmares and insomnia alone for days on end
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- Part 46 of yours to keep
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“Bloody hilarious,” MacTavish deadpanned, hand squeezing around the back of his neck— “now c’mere.”
“What?”
“I’m cold,” MacTavish replied, and he let go of Ghost to leave him cold as he unzipped his sleeping bag, “come here.”
touch starved lieutenant shares sleeping bag with emotional stone captain. more at 11
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- Part 42 of yours to keep
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loosely connected 09 ghoap fics <3 all of them can be read as standalones unless otherwise specified!!!! :D
they’re not quite canon aligned, but take a lot from it :]
(just as a quick aside, if any of u feel like making fanart pls link them in the comments as otherwise i won’t see them!! <3 <3 thank you)
being translated into chinese/mandarin by the lovely relyon and drownfall !!! !!!
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“Ghost?”
“Soap.” Ghost’s voice was a low buzz, gravelly with static. In the absolute silence of the snow-covered forest, it sounded both deafeningly loud and intimately quiet.
“What’s your favourite season?” Soap asked.
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Four seasons, five countries, six months.
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