This is absolutely all over the place I just need to get shit out
SORRY TBAT IM ALWAYS TARGETING ROAVH BRO I JSYT SEE PPL POST SITUATIONS LIKE THIS AND IM JUST LIKE. "Hmmm this seems great"
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Ghost was sitting on his cot sorting through his laundry, folding and all that stuff. Just trying to get his head off of things. Ghost hated being on base he gets bored quick and the wait for a next mission isn't always worth it. Ghost stood to put his small stack of clothing away in the small dresser he had in his room. He neatly put every item in their proper drawer and right before he could return back to sitting position on the bed he heard a knock at the door.
Instead of giving a verbal response he just stood back up and opened the door. He wasn't suprised when he saw soap, the Scot usually came over to visit him it was their usual to stop by eachothers rooms.
"Hey, L.t." Soap sighed and gave a weak smile, an obviously sad smile aswell.
Ghost didn't mention it and just opened to door a bit wider and made a motion with his hand signaling soap to come in and take a seat, which the other man did.
Soap sat down on the bed and ghost closed the door and returned to his spot beside soap.
"Sorry for coming over so late." Soap apologized and crawled behind ghost, propping himself up on his knees and layed his head on ghost's shoulder, letting his arms wrap around his chest.
They often sat like this, ghost liked it. Usually. Soap found it comforting being able to be this physically close to ghost. Soap liked physical contact a lot more then ghost so he never went overboard with it, it took awhile to even get ghost to allow him to hold him like this.
But soap didn't mind, he waited, patiently and helped him slowly open up to physical contact. Which honestly ghost was somewhat grateful for.
Roach had to help him with that aswell, and he opened up to him eventually. Just for shepherd to take that all away.
Then he closed himself off again not allowing anyone to even give him a pat on the back, except for price.
"Anything exciting happen?" Ghost questioned. He'd been in his room for the past few hours just trying to get his shit together away from everyone else. There's been to many 'party' type things in the mess lately and it stresses ghost out. It's too loud and the stench of alcohol is always strong, even when only a few people drink.
Price usually doesn't allow this type of stuff to happen, neither does laswell but lately they've been allowing it almost as a 'good job' type of thing. Ghost doesn't understand why.
"Nothing much." Soap responded his voice cracking mid sentence as if he was a 12 year old boy again.
"Can I talk to you, L.t?" Soap questioned.
Ghost nodded in response. "Make it quick." Ghost replied with a nod. And stood back up to return to putting stuff away and straightening up his room, soap followed his actions and also stood up, just kinda wandering as he talked, fiddling with the edge of his navy blue fitted tee in his hands to keep himself busy so he didn't trail off and talk about nonsense which he has a habit of doing. Ghost always points it out which soap can't help but apologize for. Over and over and over again.
It's a dumb thing to apologize for but soaps just scared that ghosts pissed at him for whatever reason when he points out the little things soap does on accident. That man has the same tone 24/7 it's impossible to tell what mood he's in! And with that mask? It's literally impossible!
"I really wish I could've found you sooner, today has been so stressful. Price lectured me for accidently dropping and breaking a few plates because some asshole pushed me over. And könig has been helping out Rodolfo with whatever he was doing all day. Not to mention gaz has been all up my ass for no reason!" Soap rambled on about how fucked the last few days have been for himself and ghost just groaned in response.
Usually he'd just listen to soap ramble and rant about whatever he was feeling or whatever was going on, on base.
But lately for whatever reason it was starting to annoy ghost, though he would never admit it. He loved being with Johnny he loved hearing his voice, and his stupid Scottish accent. He loved the smell of his shampoo, loved the feeling of his soft hair inbetween his fingers. He loved the rough feeling of his fingers brushing over his scars on his chest. He love- You get the point.
"Roach. Please, not right now. I love hearing you talk but just I need silence." Ghost stammered out with a accidentally cold tone.
Soap froze and his mouth shut and made a shape similar to a line. "Ah, I see. My apologies L.t" soap muttered out trying his best not to stumble on his words.
"But, ro- roach?" Soap choked out with a stutter.
Soap was starting to get tired of this. He was just a replacement for roach, someone to help ghost get over roach with. Soap is tired he really is. Having the man he loves like hes loved no other calling him by another man's name? "Gary" "roach" it's draining. It's tiring. Honestly.
"Soap. Fuck I'm sorry." Ghost said as he straightened his back and turned around to look at John.
"I understand. You miss him." Soap said in a understanding tone, he hates arguing with ghost. Last time they did ghost would only talk to him on missions. For months.
"I'm just gonna, go find könig. We need space right now, yeah?" Soap weakly smiled at him as he approached the door handle and grabbed the door handle.
"Yeah." Simon agreed.
"Come see me if you wanna talk about this, I never go far. I love you." Soap whispered the last three words before grabbing the door handle harder and opening the door. He stepped out to the hallways before getting a response. He just wanted to go see könig.
