RagingTempest
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Simon and John act like a couple - they basically live together, take care of each other, one gave the other a handjob... Usual stuff. But it's time to face feelings that they've been so conveniently avoiding. The problem is they're better at shooting people than communicating.
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Burned breakfast leads to a feelings confession. And they end up in bed.
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Technically, a continuation of my other fic, but can also be read as a one-shot.
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08 Jun 2026
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After a night of drinking, Soap can't remember what he did with Ghost, but would really love it if Ghost would tell him. As much as Ghost is enjoying tormenting his Sergeant, it's cut short with a mission. Things are going alright until Ghost is caught in a building being blown up... then things get messy.
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“Ah’m good ‘ere.” Ghost protested.
“We have ta do shots. Ah lost a bet.” he informed his lieutenant.
“Ah didn’t lose anything.” Ghost reminded him allowing himself to be pulled towards the bright room.
“Aye, but we’re a team.” Soap reminded him merrily.
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08 Jun 2026
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Ghost doesn’t make it out of the building before it comes down.
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08 Jun 2026
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The night passed without issue, but come morning, Johnny wandered into the common room—maybe to grab a coffee or check the mission board—and stopped dead in his tracks.
Pinned dead center on the corkboard was a fresh note, the handwriting messy but legible:
“To the gays who fucked in the showers last night, you weren’t exactly subtle. Get a room next time, please.”
Soap blinked at it. Then again. He stared for a full ten seconds before dragging a hand down his face. He turned on his heel and marched back to Ghost’s room.
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07 Jun 2026