I love this omg !!!

Eventually, Johnny would receive a kiss when he brought his gloves back, a wide smile on both of their faces as Ghost slipped the gloves back on and then interlaced their fingers.

From then on, anytime Ghost found a hole in his gloves, he’d silently bring them to Soap with a chocolate bar, a coffee, or any other goodie in exchange for Johnny fixing his gloves for him.

“Anytime, LT.” Johnny said with a smile, knowing he’d do anything to keep that softness in Simon’s eyes.

“Thank you, Johnny.” Ghost almost whispered, fingering through the box. He picked one up to inspect it closer, and Soap knew he wouldn’t be able to see where it had been ripped in the first place, or where the new stitching was.

“Save you a bit of headache, going to all those Halloween stores to stock up every year.” Soap joked, but the look in Ghost’s eyes did not fade.

When he presented the box to Ghost, the man stood there, astounded. “How did you do it?” He questioned, and then added, “Why?” His eyes were wide and soft, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

It took several days to make the gloves whole again, between holes, rips, and entire fingers missing that he had to replace. But in the end he had 12 pairs of gloves for Ghost.

He let himself into (broke into) Ghost’s room and claimed the box of junked gloves as soon as he felt confident in his stitching.

That’s when Johnny started practicing. Stealing some thread and needles from medical, he practiced on practice dummies.

Before long, his stitches were neat and consistent, a barely-there seam.

Ghost just snorted and pulled the glove back to him. “Bit too unwieldy with a needle.” He nodded towards Soap’s shoulder. “Right there’s about the best I can do.”

Soap chuckled, picturing the scar that had healed well enough, but raised and angry pink.

Sometimes it was just a hole or two, where the gun racked too closely and pinched the fabric. Johnny looked closely and asked, “Why not sew them up?”

#GhostSoap

Soap who learns to sew after Ghost shows him a bin of destroyed gloves.

There must have been fifteen pairs at least, tattered, torn, or peeling away in the box. Soap’s mouth was agape as Simon flipped through them, pointing out where the gloves lost their lives.

His entire life he suffered, just to have Johnny help him back on his feet and learn what is is to be loved ❤️❤️❤️

Eventually, with the help of Johnny, Ghost reached out to others. Let himself be congratulated with a fist bump, or a well-meaning punch without panicking.

Because of Johnny, Ghost felt like a person.

Simon cried the first time they held each other. Feeling the entirety of Johnny’s presence was overwhelming in a way Ghost hadn’t known how to handle. His entire being sang to him, made him feel whole.

He spent his nights in bed, tracing the bits of his arms that had touched Johnny. Just waiting for the next time they would meet, and Simon could feel alive again.

It meant more to Ghost than he would ever admit to even himself. Made him feel like a person for the first time he could remember.

Moments spent that Ghost could think of nothing else but the body pressed in some small way against his own.

Legs pressed against his during helicopter rides, even falling asleep against each other. Mess hall lunches spent across from each other, feet intertwined. Breaks on the couch in the rec room, shoulder to shoulder as they pass popcorn in front of a tv.

After that first time, Simon found himself going out of his way to find excuses to touch Johnny.

In the end, Ghost hand found itself on Johnny’s shoulder for a total of two seconds, but the feeling of warmth on his palm relaxed him for the rest of the day.

The first time Ghost reached out to Soap, it was days in the making.

Ghost knew he had to do it early in the morning, so he still had plausible deniability about him still being half asleep. Past that, he was just working himself up to the moment.

But after Las Almas, when they regrouped in the church and Johnny slung an arm over his shoulder, he couldn’t help but lean into it a bit.

At first, it was like that with Johnny too. Soap would reach a hand out for Ghost’s shoulder, and Ghost would deftly deny the touch.

#GhostSoap

Ghost who is reluctant to be touched. Finds himself putting distance between friends when he realizes that they aren’t afraid of talking or touching him. Just brief pats on the shoulder, or a fist bump, but the feeling tingled for hours after and he couldn’t stand the foreign feeling.

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I’m fully willing to believe that Ghost stalked Roach without Roach’s knowledge before his death. Price found out, and tried to prevent it from happening again, but to little success.

His words were followed by another bite, and Johnny leaned into every moment, as he fully became Ghost’s, and Ghost became his. Forever.

Of course, Johnny knew it was the same for him. He’d burn the goddamn world down first for taking his Simon though.