Black text on a gradient background that reads: Price gets to have this because he's different. Price gets to have Kyle's hand on his arm at the mess table and Kyle's laugh aimed just at him because he's a good person. Price gets to have someone look at him like he's worth looking at because Kyle will be safe with him unlike Johnny with you, because unlike you Price doesn't destroy everything he touches— It clung like ivy. Echoed like gunshots. And every time it came back, it stole a little more of his sanity, a little more of the self-denial he'd subject himself to for years and reminded him that maybe, just maybe, he was wrong. Maybe it wasn't that he couldn't have this. Maybe it was that he was too much of a coward to reach for it until it was too little, too late. Ghost spent night twenty-one sitting alone on his bunk, tracing the vines with his fingers as the petals pulsed and bloomed under his touch.
White text on a gradient background that reads: The world is quiet when you wake. For a moment, that's all there is. Quiet and calm and warm, and as you stretch, your fingers brush against something soft— Your eyes fly open. You're in a bed. In a room. A real, proper room, with a flat white ceiling and free of rusted steel and cracked concrete, laying in a bed and omegas don't sleep in beds—
White text on a gradient background that reads: For a brief moment, something in his chest collapsed with relief… and then his brain caught up. It curdled into something considerably more complicated, because Simon was here which meant he'd followed John, which meant he'd noticed which meant— Heat flared in his belly again, scattering his thoughts as he doubled over a little harder, panting with the effort of holding himself together. No… no, he can't be here, it's not— Mate, something deep and wordless supplied, and John shoved it down so had he nearly choked on it. No, no, absolutely not, Simon's not yours, he'll never be yours, he doesn't even know what you are! They were lieutenant and sergeant and that's all they could ever be, all he could ever dare to ask for—
Wah I’m so overdue on #WIPWednesday sharing, have some sneak peeks at some Call of Duty fics dropping in the next couple months! #pap3rfics
