TRANS SOAP I REPEAT TRANS SOAP - except this time my pookie bear has top surgery🤫 - Also, price calls soap kid cause I say so. - - Soap was never really open about his sexuality nor the fact he's transgender. It's not really something that comes up in conversation unless it's a couple of guys making odd and probably accidentally homophobic jokes about other soldiers.
He always felt different from the rest of the soldiers, especially when he would hear them whisper about his more feminine features, I mean there's other soldiers with feminine features that are cisgender, Johnny never understood why they cared so much. The showers where what he hated most. He would always have to shower first, before anyone else was ther or last, after everyone else was done to make sure no one got to see his lower half. Or his scars. Top surgery scars. He didn't exactly hate them but he also didn't love them. He couldn't risk anyone other then price knowing he's trans, he'd turn into the biggest joke on base.
Him and ghost had been getting oddly close lately and he's been thinking, maybe it's time to come out.
I mean ghost will probably be supportive? Right? There's no way this could change their friendship.
Soap had asked ghost to come down to his room, like he did every once in awhile just to chat or even just cuddle every once in a while. Him and ghost were kinda dating without dating, you know? So maybe it's time to say something before things go further.
MacTavish flinched slightly at the noise of ghost knocking on his door, he got up and opened it.
Soap smiled weakly and allowed the man to enter, the two sitting down on the twin sized bed.
Soap looked anxious, fiddling with the end of his loose fitting shirt, most likely one of simons old shirts that he had let Johnny borrow but he had "forgot to return it".
Ghost quickly took in the nervous actions of the other and spoke up, "soap, Johnny?" MacTavish looked up at him, giving a smile in reply.
"We uh, we need to talk, Simon." Soap almost whispered, Simon froze. Not knowing whether this was bad or not.
Soap noticed this, placing a hand on his thigh and smiling at him once again "it's nothing bad, I just need to get something off my chest. That's all." Johnny spoke up, "so, what is it then?" Ghost sighed.
Johnny sat in silence rethinking everything trying to figure out whether this is a good idea or not. He removed his hand from ghosts thigh and placed it beside his thigh instead, ghost slowly moving his own hand down to intertwine their fingers squeezing soaps hand slightly reassuring him that whatever he says won't change things. No matter what.
Johnny looked away from ghost, not being able to look him in the eyes while speaking. "Simon. Im, uh I'm transgender." Soap could feel tears forming, squeezing ghosts hand.
"Johnny."
Ghost softly spoke as he grabbed johnnys chin making him look the other in the eyes, pulling his own mask up to the bridge of his nose and pulling MacTavish into a gentle kiss.
"that changes nothing, I swear. I'll love you either way."
soap felt a stream of tears fall down his face, hugging ghost, basically latching onto him like a leach. Ghost giving into the hug and reaching his arms around soap pulling him onto his lap, staying there in silence for a few minutes.
"Thank you. Thank you for understanding." Soap whispered as he pulled away from the hug, ghost nodded and gave a weak smile.
"Can you, stay here? And sleep with me tonight, please?" MacTavish spoke, ghost nodded again. "Want me to leave while you change?" Ghost asked, "no it's fine, mind grabbing something for me to wear?" Johnny replied as he got off of ghosts lap and flopped down onto his bed.
Ghost chuckled before getting up and grabbing a pair of boxers and a shirt, handing them to soap before sitting back down.
Johnny stood up, grabbing the bottom of his shirt before tugging it off and throwing it into the laundry bin in the corner of his room. He turned around to grab the shirt off of the bed.
That's when ghost noticed.
His scars.
"Johnny."
Soap looked up then realized, ghost has probably never seen scars like these before.
He's used to seeing scars from old wounds, not from surgery's such as that.
"Hm?" Johnny hummed in response, clearing his mind of any negative thoughts or feelings. "Those scars, they're..might I say, beautiful?" Ghost said looking at Johnny.
Soap smiled, no one's ever complimented his scars.
- - Time skip teehee - -
Soap finished changing, now him and ghost are cuddled up, Simon having his arm wrapped around soaps waist letting his eyes flutter shut as sleep overtakes his body. Johnny smiles now that he's finally got that off his chest, he's needed to for awhile I mean ghost was gonna find out eventually. Like if they were to get intimate he would obviously have to undress so he'd find out then, or if soap was to even change infront of him, or if they ever went swimming or something. As if that would ever happen.
Soap smiled, grabbing ghosts hand and closing his eyes.
"Goodnight, Simon."
- Time skip pt2 -
"Price?" Johnny spoke up breaking the silence between them. "What is it soap?" Price replied.
"I finally told ghost."
Price slightly smiled. "When was this?"
"Last night."
"Knew ya' could do it, I'm proud of ya kid."
Soap smiled.
it took everything in him, but he did it.
- - - I wasn't gonna post this it makes no sense, oh well
Yea no I'm not reading this over
I didn't know how to end this either
1k words yippeeee
I'm tired
I'm gonna go to sleep know
Goodnight fritznation
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