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The maiming of the kill comes naturally, as easy as taking a breath with Ghost congratulating him on a job well done. The scraps of praise, the hints of veiled approval in Ghost’s voice has the knife of Soap’s longing twisting deeper each time. Soap has to catch himself from immediately seeking out Ghost’s eye the moment a body he slices slumps to the ground. From extending a hand out to touch, like a dog waiting for its master to give a pat on the head. But in the quiet of the night, Soap is uncontrollably restless.
Soap wants him. Desperately.
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High on the spirit and drunk on fumes by storm_petrel
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
04 Mar 2025
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This isn't his knife, it's Ghost's. Molded grip, modified tanto blade, S.R. carved deep into the butt.
If he makes it out of this alive, he's going to have to beg forgiveness for somehow mixing Ghost's knives in with his own gear. Possibly he's gonna have to go to confession because this feels like one of the bad sins.
Or, a mission goes awry, and now Soap's got to deal with hostile terrain, a hit squad of cartel sicarios on his tail and Ghost's voice on his busted radio. Honestly, it's the last thing that probably fucks him up the most.
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“Fuckin’ hell, Johnny.” Ghost was standing in the middle of the carnage, covered in blood like a fallen angel.
Thank God.
Johnny’s grip loosened on his rifle, dropping the muzzle forwards. Ghost was on him in a second, only needing to take a single stride to get to Soap and tuck an arm around Soap’s waist, tugging the weapon from his hand.
Soap could feel his heart beat in his left arm- hanging limply at his side, blood dripping off his fingers. “Nah, still on earth last I checked.”
He had hoped Ghost would at least chuckle, but the man did not seem to find anything funny about this for some reason. -
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Ghost learns one day that Soap has a social media account dedicated to posting suggestive images of himself and sets on a mission to find it. Soon after he does, Soap starts to post videos of himself having fun and Ghost's self control erodes until he snaps.
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A beat. The line goes completely quiet for a moment. “Repeat that, Serg?”
Soap groans lowly, pained. “Ne’ver got out from.. under ta buildin’. I don't know which side ‘am on.”
Dead silence. He can't even hear them breathing. Soap panics, managing a small, embarrassingly, childishly afraid sounding, “Cap’n? Lt? Gaz—can ye ‘ear me—”
“You’re still in the building that collapsed?”