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    "Ah just donnae understand what ye want Ghost!"
    Simon could see that Johnny was slowly getting really worked up.
    "I don't want anything", he gritted his teeth, he didn't know why they had to talk about this. Everything was fine, he was just helping Soap not to get hurt.
    "Yer bum's oot the windae!", the tips of Johnny's ears were turning red with his anger, he really should calm down no matter how cute Simon thought it was and how much he wanted to ki-
    To do nothing with them. Bloody hell.
    Crossing his arms in front of his chest Ghost widened his stance, "English Mac-"
    "Dinnae fucking English me Ghost. Ye've been a right cunt and ye fucking know it. Ah ken that the oh so special Ghost doesnae need friends and god forbid affection, but ah do! So fucking stop scaring everyone off that I try tae get close to!"

    aka Ghost is a jealous fucker but can't admit that to himself. It blows up in his face when Soap confronts him about his weird behaviour and they fuck about it~

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    31 Mar 2024

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    25 Mar 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    the journey of Soap and Ghost finding each other again across the universe and in different lifetimes.

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    17 Mar 2024

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    Daily routines.
    Crumbling plans.
    Indecisiveness.
    Pining.

    For Ghost life is easy. People are targets, not humans. They drop like chess pieces wherever he goes. He watches them. Life melting away like sand trickling through fingers. He never tried to be close to someone. Never cared for other people enough to feel bad about the blood trail he leaves behind. Never cared enough to feel.
    But when he starts to watch John MacTavish his brain itches, interest sparks. And maybe it's okay to watch a little bit longer before his shot will take another one's life away.
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    He feels warm skin under the shirt radiate heat against the palm of his hand when he catches John as the target stumbles backwards. He can feel the air getting slowly pulled in through strong working lungs, feels the body vibrate under the tips of his fingers. For a moment, time stands still. Then Ghost pulls his hand away again.
    “Careful,” he says in a low voice, pushing his cap deeper into his face as he turns away. “The floor seems to be wet.”

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    inspired by "diamond walls" by "the people's thieves"

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