soap going on a solo mission and coming back…different ghost is the only one who notices, everyone else thinks he’s over exaggerating because look at soap! he’s still the same smiley and goofy guy! the same loud mouthed and lovable sergeant! but every time ghost is alone w

soap, there’s a shiver that runs down his spine. soap is /different/, and fuck, ghost can’t tell /why/. not till soap invites him to his room one night. makes sure to tell ghost to come alone. that no one can see him. it sounds like a different kind of offer, one ghost would’ve

accepted so easily if it weren’t for the fact that soap isn’t soap. somehow he ends up going anyway, finds himself sitting on soap’s bed while the sergeant stands before him, his shirt unbuttoned and leaving his chest exposed. there’s a long but thin scar that runs from between

his collarbones down to his bellybutton “can I have your hand, simon?” alone like this, even soap’s voice sounds different. ghost breathes heavily. he’s dizzy. what is going on? “please?” soap pleads. ghost doesn’t say anything, just lifts his hand for soap to grasp, and

there’s a soft smile on the sergeant’s face. he brings ghost’s hand up to the scar and ghost thinks soap just wants him to feel it. but no he presses ghost’s fingers against his skin and- what the fuck? what the /fuck/??? soap’s skin splits open and ghost’s fingers push

/into/ him. he tries to pull back, but soap’s grip on his wrist is too tight. too strong. “no, keep going. please, simon.” soap is begging again but ghost is barely listening past the thundering of his heart in his chest. soap’s insides are warm and slick, but it’s not like

wakes up alone and in his own bed. he doesn’t know how he got here. when he gets up, it’s morning. he pushes himself through his normal routine and heads to the mess for breakfast. soap sits at their usual table and waves him over w a bright smile. that was…a dream. that’s what

ghost tells himself, at least. soap is normal. he’s the same soap as he’s always been. trying to convince himself of anything else will just drive ghost insane.

// I will give you a million kisses if you can tell me what influenced this thread. hint: it’s a horror manga //