Avoidance || Ghost/Soap x reader mini fic

Part 6.

The rest of the longing early morning was a blur.

You remember everything. Every gentle touch. Every tender kiss. Everything.

You laid there in Soap's bed facing the still peacefully asleep Soap. The sheet of the bed pulled up to cover your exposed bodies, leaving just your collarbone and above free. You removed your hand from under your cheek to bring it to brush ever so softly on Soap's cheek which caused him to stir lightly until his eyelids peeled open to see you.

"Good morning little lass.." he smiled, reaching his hand out to loop around your waist, pulling you into him until your skin aligned with his.

"Morning" you hummed back, placing your hand on his cheek. His eyes fluctuate throughout your whole face seeing the slight uncertainty lacing your expression.

"Talk to me.." he urged, bringing his hand to lift your chin to make you look at him.

"I don't want you to think I'm using you as some type of rebound-"

"No." He started shaking his head slightly. "I don't think that...I initiated it last night alright? But I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of your brokenness..."

"I know you aren't." You assured him, tracing your fingers down his jaw to his neck and to trace his collarbone, your eyes following your trail. "I just don't want to do something and lose you too."

"I told you, I'm not going anywhere. You could quite actually rip my heart out and I'd still be here." He huffed, trying to add a bit of a joking manner to the conversation. "I hope you know, I'm expecting nothing of you right now. You're gonna take your time to heal and I'm gonna be there for you and help you. No matter how that is, alright?"

God, you didn't know what you did to deserve to have Soap in your life but you were beyond grateful. He understood you so well and in a way told you that you were worth waiting for. Even if there was no higher chance you'd ever give him a chance, he was just grateful to be a part of your life. As long as he could contribute to your happiness, he was happy. That was enough for him.

"I'm not saying I regretted it...I..you actually made me forget it all. It didn't exist. None of the shit. He didn't exist. She didn't. It was just you and me....." you mumbled, drawing circles on his collarbone. "Every single gesture since I showed up at your door that night has been nothing but delicately appreciated...you're too good to me, Johnny."

"I am good to you because it's what you deserve.... Where in your mind do you think you don't deserve this?" He asked, letting go of your chin and slightly sitting up in the bed, letting the sheet fall down to his torso, exposing his bare chest. His eyes peered down at you as he waited for an answer.

"I don't know..." You exhaled, sitting up as well, but keeping the sheet covering your chest area. And before Soap could reply, there was a stern knock at his door that caused both your heads to turn. Soap slowly slid off the bed and grabbed his sweatpants from off the floor and slid them over his lower half before approaching the door. He opened the door, standing in front, blocking the view of whoever was on the opposing side.

"What?" Soap huffed with a short tone, causing you to furrow your brows while you tried to guess who it was. Until they started to speak.

"Price needs to see us in his office asap."

It was Ghost.

"Okay I'll be there after I get dressed." Soap retorted back. And as they were continuing to talk, you started to slide off the bed, holding the sheet over your body as you tried to find your clothes. You merely tripped over one of Soap's boots and tried to grasp the bedside table for stability but it only knocked your phone off, sending it flying to the ground creating a big thud. Your head snapped to the door where you then saw Ghost quickly peering over Soap's shoulder. His eyes widened when he saw you there, a sheet laced over your body.

Ghost's eyes then fell to their normal lidded state and his brown orbs themselves were filled with so much anger. Without a second thought, Ghost brought his right fist to hook up, punching soap in the face. Soaps' hand instantly flew up to his face in pain, his eyes squinting shut.

Your eyes fell wide and you ran to grab soap's shirt, throwing it over your body, seeing it cover you to your knees. You stormed over almost instantly, grabbing Soap's arm and pulling him a few feet back, putting yourself in front of him to face Ghost, staring up at him with so much hate in your expression. You brought your hand up to slap Ghost back in the face.

You slapped him Hard too.

"You don't touch him!" You hissed through your teeth, you turned to glance at soap who was holding his nose, seeing the blood fall from his nostrils. It only enraged you more. You turned back around. "You lost the right to me when you stuck your dick in Maya!" You basically screamed. Your hands in fists at your side.

He shockingly said nothing.

Ghost was beyond pissed. He had no right to be. But god it enraged him to see you bare in Soap's bed, a sheet covering your areas. You were not Soap's to have. But you weren't his to have either. He lost that privilege. He was gonna lie if he said he didn't miss you. He missed you more than he could ever describe but he fucked up and that was on him. He didn't think you'd go for someone close to him. He didn't think Soap would be that person.

In the end, he was jealous when he shouldn't have been.

His chest heaving heavily with rage. His eyes glaring at soap, not even batting you a second glance.

"You don't get to look at him! Go back to your rat of a barracks whore." You barked, taking a step back and slamming the door, quickly locking it before you whirled around to aid soap. You rushed over to him and grabbed his arm. "Hey oh my god, let me get you a rag or something.." you scurried to the bathroom to grab the small hand towel that laid on the sink.

You ran back out to see soap sitting on the bed, still holding his nose. His eyes squinted in pain.

"I think it's broken.... Fucking shite. He got me good.." Soap hissed as he grabbed the rag from you and pressed the rag on it carefully, a sharp inhale coating the silence.

"Johnny... I'm so so sorry" you spoke out finally, feeling defeated.

"Aye cut it out. I'll be okay...I gotta say, that was funny as fuck seeing you slap the shit out of him." Soap exhaled a chuckle. "Nobody has ever stood up to him like that before... he was shocked"

"He deserved it. I could've done so much worse but I couldn't look at his face any longer. I would've vomited. " you spoke in disgust.

"Alright, we need to get dressed. Price needs to see us." Soap responded, standing up from the bed.

"Okay well I need to go to my room then, i'll see you there okay? If it's still bleeding by the time the meeting is over, I'm taking you to the medic room."