Ghosts

Darlin

Senna's pov first then Ghost's pov
Song inspo My Main by Mila J (why can I see Soap tweaking to this)

Ever since he broke down in front of me, Simon had been a little distant. He was still attentive, helping me even if I denied it but he wouldn't say much and always looked as though he was deep in thought.

It was getting colder out but he still spent long hours in the garage working on the motorcycle. That thing would literally only run when pigs fly.

I didn't blame him, I think we both really needed to decompress from the past few weeks. I'd been feeling much better and could move more easily but there were only so many things around the house that I could find to keep myself busy. I think we were both going a little stir crazy having so much time off.

If anything I needed someone to talk to, keep my mind busy if my hands couldn't be but it didn't seem like Ghost was much in the mood for talking. I wanted to ask him what was on his mind but I was afraid to push too much.

So I invited over the next best thing, Soap. He seemed too excited when I called him and told him if he wasn't busy to come keep me company, maybe bring over some food. I had a hunch that Ghost had told him to keep his distance until I healed more so at the invitation he jumped.

He didn't bother knocking and strolled into the kitchen where I was making my third cup of coffee for the day.

"Hey-" I started to greet him but stopped when he moved to pull me into a hug. My personal space bubble had shrieked quite a lot since joining 141.

"Where's Ghost?" He asked in that accent I had become so familiar with as I returned his embrace.

"In the garage, where he's been all day." I said with a sigh but my answer made him hug me tighter. I got it, he didn't want Ghost scolding him for risking hurting me.

It made me laugh and he echoed it as he pulled away.

"I missed you." He said then, eyeing my brewing coffee. Looks like I'd have to make two cups.

"You just saw me a few days ago." I argued lightly.

"Well yea but, still. We have to make up for lost time." He said and it made me feel a little guilty.

"You need a girl." I teased and he brushed a little. "Oh?" I pushed, raising my brow at him. There was something he wasn't telling me.

"Another time. How have you been?" Soap asked then, dismissing it.

"I'm fine, really. I feel great." It wasn't a lie, I was healing well, just bored. I passed the coffee over to him once it was done brewing. "You didn't bring any food." I whined then, not knowing if I could deal with something out of the microwave another night.

"I figured I could stay and cook dinner." He offered then and I felt my face light up as I gave him a nod.

"Want to walk to the store?" It was cold and it would only be a few minutes drive but I needed the movement.

"Are you sure?" He looked unsure and it only made me more frustrated that these men kept treating my life glass.

"I'm sure, Johnny. It'll be good for me." I explained as my cup finished brewing and I brought it to my lips.

I wanted to ask more about why he had blushed when I mentioned him finding someone but I knew he'd just dismiss it again. Soap was the best of us, and he deserved someone that could make him happy.

"Christmas is coming up." He quipped as he sipped his coffee, leaning against the island beside me.

"Don't start." I warned, never having been much into the holidays, especially without Callum.