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"I'll be moving on soon. The problem I was here for is dealt with. As my best customer I figured you should know."
A confusing mix of emotions rises in Soap at that, muddies his thoughts like disturbed silt. His nostrils flare as he snorts, lowering his muzzle so the knight cannot see the unhappy twist of his wide mouth. His ears press back. He'll admit keeping himself fed has been a lot easier with the knight's semi-weekly delivery; he hasn't had to hunt, lure, or trick for his meals in ages. But Soap has lived for many, many long years, and knows he will not go hungry.
He's…sad, he realizes. Upset that he will no longer be able to catch a glimpse of this knight, with his golden hair and masked face. He's grown accustomed to it, dare he say looks forward to their routine, even though the knight has only ever spoken to him the last time he was here.
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18 Jul 2025
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They were two grown men with extensive military training sitting in front of one another blushing like teenagers. Simon didn't have anything to say to defend himself. Especially not when Soap began lifting his shirt slowly, revealing centimetre after centimetre of softly bronzed skin over a defined muscular build. Simon took a deep breath that ended in a quiet hiss when Soap’s injury came into view. He was a lot more hurt than Simon had expected.
“Not very bonnie, aye” Soap chuckled a little self deprecatingly.
Oh, you definitely are very beautiful.
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Years after having retired from the military following his familie's murder, Simon stumbles across a hurt but still annoyingly chipper and handsome John "Soap" MacTavish. While spending some time at Simon's cabin in the woods feelings between the two pining idiots begin to bloom.
aka I saw quite a few fics lately where Ghost was still in the military while Soap wasn't and I wanted to turn that scenario around :)
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16 Jul 2025
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It should have been a no-brainer, really. Ghost should have balked at the thought of spending time in close proximity to any of his colleagues, let alone the one man that he actually had the potential to disappoint. That was his rule — distance meant safety.
It should have been an easy answer.
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When the news of three weeks’ forced leave reaches Ghost, he’s resigned himself to loneliness in an empty base. That is, until a certain Sergeant offers him an invitation he just can’t seem to refuse.
Or: the sheep farming fic nobody asked for
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Soap is having a perfectly pleasant holiday at his grandparent’s cottage, up until he runs headfirst into a mythical sea creature seemingly hellbent on luring him to a watery grave.
He thinks being deployed will save him from their monstrous clutches.
He never could've guessed just how wrong he was.
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