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FWB GHOST x FWB SOAP x FWB READER but soap and reader have never met and- and- EEK.

You had been friends with Simon for a little while. You met when your mothers went to pilates together years ago and they wanted to have a dinner together. You remember seeing him, he came back from a deployment and had his tactical gear on. Of course the skull balaclava caught your attention, and when his mom attempted to introduced you, he grumbled out a “ello” before going to his old bedroom.

You kept seeing him, whether it be at the grocery store, outside when you were taking a walk (and you met his dog, Riley), or even at the bar. You were tired, your toxic ex had just gotten engaged and you refused to believe you weren’t over him, so you resorted to cheap alcohol at the bar. Simon was on a nearby barstool, and one thing led to another. You found yourself in an alley, his tongue down his throat. You refused to allow him to take you right here, so you went to his flat, considering that he didn’t have much to drink.

That whole night was a blur. You remember his hot tongue on your clit, sucking and licking as you mewled. The feeling of his hand making you choke on his large and girthy cock, not allowing you to come back up for air until you had spit running down your chin. His slow thrusts into your tight pussy, but slowly turned into ruthless and quick thrusts. You remember the white hot ecstasy you felt when he came right after you had also reached your climax. And now, he wasn’t in the bed next to you. You watched as he came out the bathroom. “This isn’t gonna be anythin’ more. Either we cut this off now, or we fuck as friends.” He insisted, not even looking at you when he told you and rather went through his closet to get clothing. You agreed to just being friends with benefits, putting on your clothes, giving Riley a smooch before leaving. You walked to your own flat, which luckily wasn’t far, thinking “Friends with benefits is perfectly fine.” You were just out of a relationship, anyway. wouldn’t want to be starting anything new too quickly.

And that’s how it was. Hang out, fuck, part ways. You didn’t get to learn much about him. You could sense a weird feeling when you were at his house with your mom that one night. how protective Simon looked over his mother, and why his mom lived alone.

But when Simon’s brother got married, he invited you to Tommy’s wedding as his plus one. Claimed he didn’t have any other friends to invite, since all the soldiers he knew from the military were all busy or weren’t local. You had fun at that wedding, saw how happy Simon looked being his brother’s best man. His wife was pretty and nice, and Simon had revealed what happened with his brother after the wedding. His drug addiction.

So imagine how happy Simon is when he learns he’s gonna be an uncle. His brother, once at rock bottom, had picked himself up and even gotten to a part of his life where he would have his own family. He was proud. You remember Simon’s happiness when Joseph was born. His love for him. When he lost all of them, he was terribly depressed. Becoming Ghost, that was surprising to you. The Simon that had taken so long to open up had once again put his walls up.

The one thing that stayed were your hookups, however. It was fine, you convinced yourself. He’s hurting. He needs this.

But at one point, he..changed, seeming happier. He began to open up just a bit again, and it made you happy. But then one time when you were hooking up and he was balls deep into you, he let out a name.

“Jesus, Soap,” He grunted out.

You remained silent, and the heat of the moment was now awkward. “soap? Who is that?” You say after a long moment, and stare at him confused. He avoided the question, instead burying his face in your chest. You let it slide, wanting to reach your long needed orgasm before questioning him again. After you both came, he muttered out an answer after you bugged him a bit more. “Military friend.” he says. You don’t say anything more. You thought that YOU were the only friend that had benefits with him in his life. You weren’t supposed to be jealous, but Simon never even said your name during sex, let alone someone else’s. You left the next morning, hateful thoughts of this “Soap” going through your mind. She had better had been more pretty and better at sex than you.

This wasn’t the first time that he would say her name. And one too many times pushed you off the edge. Telling him to stop calling you that. He got angry, “stop bein’ clingy. I can fuck whoever I want.” He spat out harshly. You stayed silent. and you noticed how little he wanted to hang with you now. Only for hookups now, you guessed, because everytime you hooked up it was always follow by sex, when before it was just a hangout then sex every once in a while.

You ended it when he ditched you for that “Soap” girl. Your toxic ex treated you like shit, so you sure as hell weren’t going to let the guy you had been good friends with for years treat you like this. You insisted that you still could be friends, but he grumbled out some response before leaving you in your bed.

He barely contacted you, now. You had made it awkward, you convinced yourself. He hates you now. The only person that was there when his family suffered turned against him. You felt insane, both furious and sorrowful at him. but you were furious at Soap, some girl that you didn’t even know. You hated feeling like this; you knew it wasn’t her fault, and you hated those scenarios where a girl found out her boyfriend was cheating on her and got revenge on the girl that he cheated with.

You went out to a bar, one that was much farther than the one you usually went to. Didn’t want to run into Simon. But what you didn’t expect was spotting a athletic man with beautiful ocean eyes and a few scars marking his face, one through his eyebrow, another going into the shaved part of his messy mohawk, and one that ran across his jaw. Introuced himself as Johnny. He talked up a storm, making your heart race as you laughed whenever he called you “lass” or “bonnie” in his sexy Scottish accent. getting deja vu, you went home with him similar to the first time hooking up with Simon. But after Johnny ate you out for half an hour like a starved man and made slow, deep thrusts into you, rubbing circles into your clit, you laid on his chest. And of course, you noticed his cross necklace and the dog tag, labeled ‘Johnny “Soap” MacTavish’.

Shit.

Holy fucking shit.

(sorry for any inaccuracies lol it’s 1am im tired but had to get this out)

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