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“You look like a fuckin’ idiot with those on indoors, you know.”
“You were the one complaining!”
“You were the one that looked sick!”
“Captain,” Ghost sighed, and Soap imagined that behind the glasses, he was rolling his eyes. “I’m not sick. And if I was, I wouldn’t’ve waited two hours before wheels up to say something about it.”
Ghost pushes himself a little too far, and passes out in MacTavish’s office after a mission successfully completed. MacTavish has a soft spot for him, and helps him get better.
(or— a completely self indulgent sickfic. titles from the poem by mahmoud darwish!)
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“Don’t think I was being particularly disrespectful. Sir,” he tacked on, with a flicker of ill placed humour, and MacTavish’s temper flared.
“Ghost.”
Ghost has always gotten away with disrespect that borders on insubordination, and MacTavish has always let him, until one day it’s a little too much.
Or— the day and a half referenced in aching for you where Ghost actually adheres to respect amongst ranks.
prequel to aching for you
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“What’re you doin’ here?”
“Wanted to get something to eat,” Ghost replied, “I can wait.”
“You’ll be waitin’ for hours,” MacTavish replied, “Decker’s handed me back all the mission reports he was s’posed to digitise for Wednesday. Apparently they’re illegible.”
The captain’s swamped with work, and Ghost shows up to his office :)
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“You’ve never had a problem sleeping around me.”
“That’s different,” Ghost replied, eyebrows furrowing. When MacTavish didn’t reply, his expression seemed to harden, pushing his thumbs into his vest. Thunder rolled distantly, and Ghost’s eyebrows flickered between the window and the closed bedroom door.
“Alright. Sleep out here, then.”
After a long mission, they have a few hours to catch some sleep. Thunder keeps Ghost, and by consequence, MacTavish up.
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“Nothin’ to talk about?” He echoed, disbelieving. “That why Major Richards was just in my office, because there’s nothing to talk about?”
“What’d he say?” Ghost asked, crossing his arms. A muscle in MacTavish’s jaw twitched.
“That I needed a better lead for my mutt,” he replied, voice thick with derision. Ghost twitched, hands curling into fists, and MacTavish caught it; a moment passed, and he held out the waterbottle again.
Ghost gets in a fight with several other officers, and MacTavish comes finds him to confront him
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He hadn’t even heard the door open, but Ghost had one foot in the kitchen, and was watching him carefully, eyes flickering between him and the shaking knife between them.
It was only a cooking knife. He had it aloft, the blade catching the light.
“Captain?” Ghost asked, voice bordering on cautious as he looked up at him.
Memories are keeping MacTavish up, and he finds himself in the base kitchen with Ghost late at night.
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“That unhappy to see me?”
“You hate these things.”
“I do. Someone told me to come get you because you were pissed,” Ghost replied, “and you know I had to see that.”
“I’m not pissed. I’m— at best, I’m tipsy.”
the captain gets drunk, ghost comes to collect him. quite honestly just dialogue practice :)
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Ghost’s boots were by his bed, glasses on the nightstand, and if he wasn’t so confused, he might have found it funny. A few careful steps brought him closer to his bed; one arm hung off the edge of the bed, mask clutched in a loose fist. He was curled up under the blanket so that his hair and his eyes were visible— ostensibly protecting his face, even in sleep— and was out cold, based on the way he hadn’t stirred at all.
A mission goes wrong, and MacTavish goes to find Ghost to see what happened. He finds him in MacTavish’s bedroom, asleep in his bed.
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“Fuck’re you doin’ down there, Riley?”
“It’s a bit difficult to explain, sir.”
“Try.”
Ghost sighed, and then sat back— and to his surprise, a ragdoll cat, grey and white, was sitting in his lap, fast asleep. Ghost looked up at him, scratching the cat’s head.
They find a cat out in the cold, and take it inside to feed it.
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“Happy?”
“The outer layers too, Ghost, they’re soaked through.”
“No.”
“Riley.”
“It’s bloody freezing, sir,” Ghost replied, “and it’s keeping me warm—”
“Don’t make this a problem, lieutenant—”
Trying to not catch hypothermia with a touch averse lieutenant <3
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“Tea,” he answered, one word.
“Idea of a curfew a fucking joke to you, lieutenant?”
“Could say the same to you,” Ghost replied, switching off the stove and holstering the knife. A muscle in MacTavish’s jaw twitched, and he took another step forward— Ghost’s hands balled into fists.
“What’s the matter with you?” Ghost asked, looking him up and down.
“Nothing’s the matter, Riley—”
MacTavish wakes up from a fight, and Ghost gives him somewhere to throw his fists until he feels like himself again.
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On closer inspection, it looked a bit like wall plaster, with a smattering of fruit on top that was now falling off—
“Pavlova!” Ghost announced, as MacTavish looked up at him.
“Yeah— yeah, I see that, Riley.”
“Have a bite,” Ghost immediately replied, shoving a fork into his hand.
Sharing a favourite dessert with each other <3
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“It’s safe enough to do backflips in here, sir,” Ghost replied, voice barely audible over the engine. “Go on, want me to demonstrate?”
“Did you come here for anything, or did you really want to demonstrate a backflip to me?”
“Wanted to sleep, now I’m distracted. You really don’t like flying?”
A late night conversation in a personnel carrier and a massage to ease an ache :)
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Ghost half shrugged, leaning against the door frame. The corridor behind him was dark, and he almost blended into it, his eyes reflecting the light.
“Spit it out, lieutenant.”
“Can— I sleep here, sir?”
MacTavish blinked.
“What?”
Ghost having trouble sleeping is an open secret; he shows up to MacTavish’s office while working late to try and catch some sleep :)
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It wasn’t exactly a sob that he heard— it was too small, too thin. It wasn’t quite a sigh, either— whatever it was, it had him pausing mid-sentence.
“Riley,” he said again, “open the door.”
“Can’t.”
“What d’you mean? Ghost!”
Psychosomatic pain, a loss of humanity, thick scars over skin. It’s difficult to be gentle when you only recognise your hands when they’re wrapped around a pistol.
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“That was it, that’s what you’ve been botherin’ me about? My fuckin’ vest? Focus on the bloody mission, Ghost!”
“I am focusing! And it’s a hazard, sir, it’s distracting me.”
“Well, if you stop looking at it,” Decker pointed out very quietly.MacTavish finally finds out what gets Ghost to listen to orders :3 (dialogue practice!)
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“What?”
“That’s adorable, lieutenant.”
“With all due respect, sir, which quite frankly, isn’t that much—” Ghost began, hand already moving to his knife— at that moment, however, the baby tugged at his vest, and then his mask, cooing. Ghost stopped exactly where he was, and then, shaking his head, put the knife back into its holster.
The three and a half hours between the recovery of a baby from a mission site, and handing her off to the relevant authorities
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“S’alright,” Ghost said again. And then: “I’ve seen the way you drive.”
“What’s that s’posed to mean?”
“You drive like you sketch, sir,” Ghost replied— and then, off his look: “angrily.”
“Very funny.”
Late night drives, empty coffee cups and four packets of sugar in one drink. MacTavish likes to think he knows his lieutenant <3 (writing practice!!!)
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“Need my hair cut,” Ghost blurted out into the quiet, not looking at him.
“Why?”
“It’s too long.”
MacTavish huffed a laugh.
“Worked that part out, lieutenant. Why all of a sudden?”
It’s the phantom sensation of hands in his hair, he thinks, or the inability to get and feel clean— Ghost decides he needs his hair off, and there’s one person he trusts for it.
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Everything went white. There was a second where he didn’t realise the harsh groan was his, and the hand in the vest flew up to Ghost’s shoulder, squeezing like he could pass along the pain— Ghost, deft as always, was already removing the needle from its plastic packaging.
Ghost stitches up a wound, MacTavish finds out why he wears the gloves.
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