They're all out of character I think, idk and I don't care rn honestly I just wanna out emotion into shit cause my life sucks and I hate venting ig?? Anyways i hrt emotional soap!!!
To 'celebrate' soap and ghosts 5 month 'anniversary' of their not-so secret relationship the two had decided to sneak a bottle of some type of alcohol that price had stored away, neither of the two cared enough to see what it was they just wanted a drink. They'll deal with price in the morning. Soap knew both of them would most likely get scolded for stealing from the older man but soap always managed to get them out of trouble somehow.
Even though he's always the one getting them in trouble.
They're like little kids sometimes.
Soap grabbed two glasses and poured both of them a glass, handing one to ghost who took hold of the bottom of his balaclava and pulled it up to let it rest on the bridge of his nose and took a sip immediately after doing so.
After a few drinks soap had began just babbling none sense.
"Hey ghost, I've got a confession to make." Soap grinned, ghost rolling his eyes and sighing in response. "Alright, spill it." Ghost leaned in a little closer. "I still sleep with stuffed animals, I have a rainbow inchworm that I keep under my cot so no one sees it." Soap giggled before sitting back further on the couch he was sat on. Ghost chuckled in response, "well isn't that interesting, but I already knew that." Soap made a confused face not understanding how he could've known that. "I basically dragged you back into your room after having a night out with gaz qnd price, you were drunk i assumed. And you asked me to get it for you when I layed you down on your bed." Ghost replied.
"Oh, you didn't think it was weird or anything, did you?" Soap seemed more aware of what he had said, embarrassment settling on his face. "Not at all." Ghost reassured as he poured himself and Johnny another glass.
"Well, I guess I should confess something aswell." Ghost sighed, soap noticed how tense he looked.
He looked uncomfortable.
"No. It's alright." Soap reassured. "Don't need to do anything yer uncomfortable with."
Ghost nodded and stopped making eye contact, his eyes shifting down to the glass he held in his lap, gently shaking it back and forth watching it move from side to side and listening to noise it made when moving against the clear glossy material it was made out of.
Soap began to feel awkward, had he made everything uncomfortable some how?
He didn't know. Things randomly get like this with ghost.
Things just get very tense and awkward mid conversation, usually soap would know how to change the mood but this felt different then the rest of the conversations.
This felt different, like ghost might've been hiding something.
Soap moved closer to ghost and gently grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers. He sighed softly as he felt ghost gently squeeze his hand.
"I love you" Johnny almost whispered, not expecting anything in return.
What he received in return was something he'd never expect.
"Johnny. I need to come clean."
Soap sighed again and looked up at ghost who had apparently been looking at him already, not being able to make eye contact.
"I still have feelings for roach."
Soaps heart dropped. He was hoping this was all a dream or well, nightmare. This couldn't be real.
