#soapcod

Soap: I got a glass of water.

Ghost: Why is it on the fucking ground? My socks are wet now!

MDNI (not proofread)

The two of you, leaning against eachother. Johnny is dressed in boxers and you in your underwear and a big shirt. July has been too warm, too humid. So you both wear whatever you wore to bed last night.

He is scrolling through reels occasionally laughs and sometimes shows you an extra- funny one, and you're on the second episode of your favorite comfort show.

But you pause it and tug at Johnny's head, in need for a bathroom break. It takes a moment for him too look up at you.

He’d tug at your panties, the summer sun making him horny. Cheeky grin on his face. “Hello, where are you goin’?” "Bathroom, your big head is on my bladder." You laugh and get him off of you.

Like a predator Johnny stands in the corner in front the door that leads to the bathroom, waiting out. Ready to haul you into his arms. Attacking with swiftness and laughing at your squeal.

His eyes are shiny and he licks his pretty lips, all while he carries (yes, carry) you to the bed. It starts as usual, kisses pressed down your pretty body, and soon he’d reach the panties. A gasp pulls you out of your horny haze. You take your head from the pillows to look down at your skin and tugging your boyfriend up by the hair. You’re a bit scared, did he spot a stretch mark; do you smell, did the pantie have a stain?

The next thing you see is Johnny leaning his warm head on your mound. His left hand stroking over the smooth skin, it still has some bumps and still is slightly irritated, but you hope that’s not the problem.

“What did you do to her?” His tone is hurt and accusing. He even sheds a tear or two. "I got it waxed." You're not sure what his problem is and he denies telling you anything.

Johnny refuses sex, “How do you expect me to look at her, she’s bald.” You don’t know if you want to cry or laugh.

cheeky captain mactavish piece that turned into redraw of my pfp LOL, original below the cut ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Farah who never really knew Soap as well as the others, but still feels the gaping hole that his presence left. Farah, who finds herself standing beside Ghost underneath the cool night sky, and surprises herself (and him) with a joke that's so oddly distasteful about the state of their recent mission and feeling a soft warmth flutter in her chest at his light huff of laughter. Laughter that she feels as if she hasn't heard in months. Remembering hours later that herself that she could have sworn that there had been a brief, additional gust of laughter along the wind that neither of them bothered to acknowledged.

Alex who feels the unsettling quiet that's grown between all of them at all times as if it were a blanket. He knew Soap as well as one might expect from the very few times they worked together, and oftentimes thinks about the blossoming friendship between them that had died along with him. Alex, who often wonders about the kind of leader Soap would have been and places him in the tiny cranny in his heart that's reserved for every man and woman that's worked alongside him and died. Alex who feels the unwelcome *push* of hands that cause him to stumble so hard he feels as if his teeth has knocked out, and just barely remembers that he's in an active warzone before he glances up and sees the tall tale imprint of a bullet in the wall right where his head had been.

Rudy who had the privledge of actually becoming Soap's friend, and remembers the exact moment he heard the news. They weren't *close*. Not in the way that Soap was close with Ghost or Gaz or even Alejandro, but he still felt as if a bullet had pierced his own heart at the confirmation of his death. Watching at the brief flicked of emotions crossing Alejandro's face at another soldier lost far too soon. Rudy who flips through the long forgotten sketchbook that Soap had left during one of his visits to Las Almas, and delicately places his fingers on the sketches. Rudy who doesn't remember falling asleep, and wakes up with the scent of a long forgotten friend floating in the air and a sketchbook that's been left on an empty page he doesn't remember seeing. He stands up to get his pencil.

"Ka-freaking-boom , baby" A photograph for Ghost and Soap to remember their adventures!