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    “It was a date. When you and Marisol ran into me and Tommy, it was a date.”

    “Marisol thought she was pregnant and I realized that I do actually want another kid, but not with her.”

    The simultaneous, overlapping confessions hang in the air like an executioner's axe as Buck and Eddie stare at each other with wide eyes, both blue screening a little as they process the dual bombs just dropped.

    Eddie recovers first, his head shaking slightly. “Wait, you and Tommy? So you’re-?”

    Buck makes a pained noise, hands flying through the air once he finally gets his brain working again. “Uh uh, that is not the important thing here; Marisol is pregnant?!”

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    Buck's coming out scene looks a little different when Eddie admits that he wants to have a baby.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    Eddie wants his best friend's hands on his waist all the damn time and he's losing sleep over it.
    But- nothing to worry about, right? It'll pass.
    Or maybe not and they will have to do something drastic about it.

    Or-
    Eddie's got a little thing going on and both he and Buck seem to be a little too obsessed with it for the two normal, platonic best friends they are.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Eddie keeps taking off his wedding ring during calls and forgetting where he left it, luckily for him Buck always finds it. Except for the time he doesn’t and Eddie spirals.

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    29 Dec 2025

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    Snow whipped around them both in a frenzy. It was all Soap could do to keep putting one foot in front of the other, dragging them both forward as frost nipped at his bones. Wind slammed them from all sides, roaring through the bare trees and covering Soap's footsteps as quickly as he made them. Claw-like branches grabbed at him and Ghost, but he didn't dare stop, no matter how hard they tried to force him back.

    Stopping meant death.

    And Soap wasn't about to let the man he loved freeze and be left forgotten in no-man's-land.

    — ❄️ —

    Trapped in a collapsing blind and battered by days of snow and silence, Soap is fraying at the seams—cold, half-mad, and absolutely convinced his lieutenant is some cocked-up apparition of a man. But when the mission turns, everything spirals, leaving Soap to drag an injured, hypothermic Ghost through blizzard and blood to the last safehouse still standing.

    (Or: A storm. A sniper’s nest. A confession years in the making. And the quiet moment where Soap finally gets to hold the man he never stopped falling for.)

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    23 Dec 2025

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    "Ghost," Soap says, sharper this time, a little edge of order in his voice. Ghost's shoulders tense, roll up. He winces and straightens again, staring up at Soap. The eye contact is settling, a little - seeing Ghost's eyes focus on him is reassuring, tells Soap that Ghost is with him at least. He forces a smile. "What's goin' on in that pretty little head, huh?"

    He means it to tease, hopes it'll make Ghost roll his eyes, scoff and shove at him, as he always has when Soap turns flirty and intimate. Ghost's boundaries are well-known and well-respected - he likes the social play of it all, comfortable in platonic submission that lets Gaz and Soap and Price needle at him, seek reassurance that he's their steadfast and constant foundation, but pulls a hard and fast stop when it progresses too far. Soap expects to hit that wall, to get a little snark and be dismissed as a worrying mother hen.

    But Ghost just stares up at him, unblinking, his eyes unbearably warm, cheeks flushed along the edges of his mask.

    Soap frowns, reaches out to put the back of his hand on Ghost's forehead. Ghost's lashes flutter weakly.

    "Think I'm droppin'," Ghost mutters, leaning into the touch.

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    21 Dec 2025