It’s Christmas Eve and Task Force 141 are gathered at Prices house for the holidays.
Everyone is sitting around the tree in Christmas jumpers.
Ghost, Gaz, Soap and Price all had matching jumpers that Price had brought for them all.
Y/n couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous they all looked. That was until his husband, Price, put a Christmas hoodie on him.
Price helped Y/N in getting into the jumpers.
Price chuckled, “Aww, you look adorable in that”
Gaz and soap both laughed at Y/N.
Y/n glared at the two. "Shut up." Y/n then pouted
Soap laughed, “Heh- he got a cute pout”
Price chuckled, “Aw, he is pouty”
Ghost laughed, “Oh I know what would make him less pouty”
Y/n groaned before helping his husband with the cooking.
Ghost walked in with his shirt slightly rolled up; the muscles defined and his tattoos visible.
He was in the process of hanging some mistletoe above the door to the kitchen.
Ghost smirked, “Merry Christmas Y/N”
Y/n chuckled at his other husbands behaviour.
Soap laughed, “Oooh, you gonna kiss Y/N under the mistletoe?”
Gaz laughed.
Ghost smirked, “Maybe I am”
Y/n gasped as he was yanked closer to Ghost and he felt his lips on his own
Ghost placed his hand on Y/N waist, his lips gently meeting Y/N own.
He kissed Y/N, with both love and passion.
Y/n kissed Ghost back before he pulled away. He then went back to cooking
Ghost chuckled, and started kissing Y/Ns neck.
He kissed up to his earlobe, where is breath sent shivers down his spine.
ghost nuzzled Y/N’s neck. “Mine”
"Actually I belong to 8 other people."
Ghost smirked and continued kissing his neck, “Well, I bet I can make you forget about them just now”
Y/n chuckled as his eyes locked with roach
Ghost felt his grip tighten as he saw Roachs eyes looking back at him.
*Oh. Oh no…*
Ghost couldn’t help but feel the jealousy boiling inside him, as he tried his best to hide it.
He let out an annoyed groan into Y/Ns neck.
"Ghost be nice." Y/n said. He knew that Ghost loved Roach and the others but y/n was his favourite
Ghost sighed and loosened his grip.
His lips loosened from Y/Ns neck and he looked up, his expression soften.
He knew Y/N did love him the most.
Ghost looked away from Roach.
His hands came up to Y/N face, his hands cupping either cheek.
Ghosts eyes met Y/N again. “I’m sorry.”
Y/n smiled softly. He then went over to Roach and kissed his forehead.
