‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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❛ Be careful w h o
you trust, 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕;
people you know can
𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗧 you the most . ❜

「⊹」➥ 𝑮𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻
MW II & III
MV/MS ⇢ (N)SFW
#SOLSTICE
⠀⠀♡ + ↻

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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⠀⠀A quick glance tossed Soap's way, he can't help the chuckle echoing through the car.

„ You're always the dirtiest out of all of us when we get back from a mission. “

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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➠ into the area beyond.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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⠀⠀The mask is hot against his face, warmth bundled beneath that is the mere result of adrenaline rushing through his veins. It was supposed to be easy —— scout the place for information, anything that could help to solve a much ➠

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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➠ up to the high ceiling with its metal beams stretching far and wide. The noises he would make trying to climb would easily give him away.

Instead Ghost then moves further along the wall, all the way until he's able to peer ➠

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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➠ silently.

How exactly he ended up in this situation he can't say; one thing lead to another, too fast to properly comprehend it, and now he is pinned in his position. Because he isn't 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀𓍯𓂃𓏧 @gallowsfang

Silence interrupted only by the faint shifting of metal and his own shallow breath, Ghost's back remains pinned against the wall. Rifle at the ready, index hovering above the trigger, he waits, patiently, ➠

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

⠀
⠀⠀Back onto the street and following the directions, fingers curl around the steering wheel, tightening and loosening.

„ That explains everything. “ , Ghost returns in similar fashion.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

| pending replies here soon, leaving this for tomorrow anyway

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

„ Wouldn't mind it. “ , he says, using the other's phone to navigate to their next destination before pulling out of the parking lot.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

Returning to the driver's seat as well, keys pushed into the ignition and engine roaring to life, Ghost offers a chuckle.

„ Can't wait to see you crawling on your knees in the dirt. “

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

„ Then that's what I'll make. “ , comes in return, a quick glance tossed the other's way before moving towards the trunk of the car. Once it's open, he sets the bags down inside it.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

Bags claimed, he steps back and waits for Soap to join him before heading out of the store.

„ Anything your mother likes to eat specifically? “

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

„ I'm sure I can find something for you to do. “ , he says, gentle sarcasm audible in his voice.

As they reach the register, he helps setting down the items.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

As before his own fingers dive between the gaps of Soap's, grasp firm.

„ It's the least I can do. So, yes, I'll be making dinner. “

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

A breath of air is exhaled as he his eyes wander up and down the other's frame, and once the mask is set aside, he snaps a strap of his gear, too, peeling himself out of it.

Then he bridges the distance between them.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

Ghost slips into the room and locks the door behind himself automatically. And then he stills right there, taking in the sight of the candle, the bed, Soap.

After a moment or two, he reaches up to tug the mask off his face.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

Having a look at it, Ghost gives a subtle nod of his head.

„ I'm sure she would. “ He ponders on it then, looking at Soap. „ You think she would let me cook in her kitchen? “

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

Ghost remains rooted to the spot for a few seconds longer, staring after Soap. And then, after reassuring himself that no one is around to see, he follows.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕻𝒪Ꮭ𝕋𝔼ℝ⅁𝘌𝘐ᏕᏖ. @ETSILENTIUM]

The laugh that escapes him is quiet, rough, but audible enough.

Ghost trails along, gaze wandering across the many food items offered. Here and there he tossed something into the basket.