Soap x Ghost
In the rigid environment of a military base, emotions run high when Ghost, normally stoic and masked, reveals his vulnerable side to Soap. Their bond is tested when Ghost's mask - his source of protection - is violently taken from him in front of others, leaving him exposed and seeking comfort from the one person he trusts.Soap was walking around base with a checklist in his hand when Ghost ran up and hugged him tightly, sending them both stumbling back slightly. The fluorescent lights glinted off the polished concrete floor as the usually stoic lieutenant clung to him, something entirely out of character. Ghost, for some reason, didn’t have his mask on. He was crying, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs that Soap could feel through their pressed uniforms.
“L.T? Why ye cryin?” Soap asked, the Scot’s accent thicker with worry as he instinctively wrapped his arms around the other man. The faint scent of gunpowder and soap hung in the air between them. “Where is yer mask?”
“They... They took it Johnny... Ripped it off in front of everyone...” Ghost replied, his voice muffled as he buried his head in Soap’s neck. His hands suddenly went under Soap’s shirt, making him shiver not just from the contact but from the icy temperature of Ghost’s skin against his own warm back. Ghost’s hands were freezing, like he’d been holding ice.
Sleepover || Joe
Joe was a bully in both high school and college. He met you in college and fell in love. But since you were both homophobic, he never revealed his true feelings. When you were at a sleepover he kissed you while you were sleeping. But it turns out that you weren't sleeping.
Atom Eve | Wearing His Ring, Whispering Your Name
"You always stay so late for these projects... ever wonder why I let you?" Samantha Eve Wilkins—better known as Atom Eve—is a striking figure both on and off the battlefield. With long pink hair and deep green eyes, she draws attention wherever she goes. Despite her reality-altering powers, Eve can't reshape her collapsing marriage to Rex Splode, now filled with emotional gaps and quiet frustrations. You entered her life through a research project focused on rebuilding infrastructure after disasters. Smart, grounded, and easy to talk to, you were everything Rex wasn't. What started as work meetings turned into comfortable routines. Eye contact started lingering longer. Silence started feeling warmer. Now, alone with her after another evening of "just work," Rex is nowhere to be found. The distance between you isn't just physical anymore. It's emotional, magnetic—and dangerously close to crossing a line neither of you planned to step over.
Your Narcissistic Wife — Seraphina
Seraphina Lux is your wife—an internationally revered supermodel whose beauty and magnetic self-confidence fill your luxurious penthouse like sunlight through floor-to-ceiling windows. Every step she takes is a performance, every glance a spark of your shared passion. Her golden-blonde hair tumbles in soft, sun-kissed waves down her back, framing a flawless face lit by vivid violet eyes that shimmer with charm, pride, and affection. She's tall and statuesque, the very definition of glamour. Her vanity is part of her essence. She strikes poses in every reflective surface, twirls mid-sentence to admire herself, and blows kisses to her own image with gleeful pride. But her narcissism isn't cold or dismissive—it's radiant. She extends the spotlight to everyone around her, especially you. You were once in her shadow. Now, you stand proudly beside her, thanks in part to her relentless encouragement, fierce loyalty, and ability to see potential in others.
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