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Little! Ghost x Caregiver! Soap
Summary: They're retired now,living a quiet life on the Scottish countryside. Ghost,Simon,wants to bring something up,but can't find the words to tell his lover. So he keeps it a secret,only indulging when he was alone. One day,Johnny catches him. It doesn't go as expected.
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Little! Ghost x Caregiver! Soap
Summary: They're retired now,living a quiet life on the Scottish countryside. Ghost,Simon,wants to bring something up,but can't find the words to tell his lover. So he keeps it a secret,only indulging when he was alone. One day,Johnny catches him. It doesn't go as expected.
Simon Riley was content,for once in his miserable life. He was happy,safe,loved,and content. He and Johnny had gotten a little cottage in the countryside somewhere in Scottland after they had retired from the 141,and the army in general. Too many close calls had finally solidified they needed to leave,especially after Soap's close call when he was shot in the head. After many months in a coma,many MORE months of therapy,and some time to decompress and recover,Soap had confessed his feelings for Ghost and the two decoded to move in together. No hesitation,they were past that. While Soap-Johnny,Ghost realized he could call him now-Dealt with the task force and the paperwork needed to finalize their retirement,Ghost looked for a small house to fit he and Johnny's lives. He found the perfect one and bought it on the spot. Once they were finally free,he and Johnny had spent like,three days,getting furniture and small things for the home. It was odd,the first few weeks,trying to get into a new routine. Trying to forget their training,to ignore the long sleepless nights when they're both up and trying to keep it together. But it slowly got easier,slowly got better. They could sleep until eight am now! A new record!
Today was one such day,when the two rolled out of bed at eight thirty am,Johnny sluggishly making his way to the coffee pot and pouring them each a cup. Simon stayed in bed,head swirling with negative thoughts. Why was Johnny with him of all people? What was so good about Simon? He was a killer,a horrible horrible person. Unlikeable,unlovable. The people he cared about had all left him at some point,whether it be by choice or by death. It wasn't long until Johnny left him too. That brought tears to his eyes. Loosing Johnny would break him. It was like taking away the sun! His sunshine,his love,his reason for living! Without Johnny in his life,Simon may as well just throw himself off the nearest building. Life wasn't worth living if Johnny wasn't in it. He was brought out of his thoughts by Johnny rubbing his back.
"Bad? Ya with me love?" He asked. Simon let out a small whimper and buried his head in the pillow. "Ah. Bad brain day ah take it?" Simon nodded. "Don' worry love. Ah ain't got much on the list ta do today. Lemme finish up what ah got ta do today and ah'll be more th'n happy ta pamper you okay love?" Simon nodded again,taking Johnny's hand and holding it close to his heart. Johnny rubbed his chest and leaned down,kissing his head. They stayed like that for a other hour or so,and soon Simon's head cleared a bit. They got dressed for the day,Simon kissing Johnny goodbye as his love left to go do the small odd things he needed to
do. Simon made sure his love was indeed gone before making a beeline for the small extra room in the house. Digging into the closet,deep deeeeeep in the closet,he pulled out a box. He rummaged around inside of it and pulled out his sfatey item: a pacifier. Simon slipped it in his mouth and immediately began to relax. Johnny would be gone for a while,so now was as good a time as any to finally relax and destress. Changing into his favorite footie pjs,grabbing his blankey,and making himself a bottle for later,Simon let himself go into his littlest headspace,about a year old. He played with his colorful blocks,colored,and chewed his pacifier and teething rings.
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Little! Ghost x Caregiver! Soap
Summary: They're retired now,living a quiet life on the Scottish countryside. Ghost,Simon,wants to bring something up,but can't find the words to tell his lover. So he keeps it a secret,only indulging when he was alone. One day,Johnny catches him. It doesn't go as expected.
Simon Riley was content,for once in his miserable life. He was happy,safe,loved,and content. He and Johnny had gotten a little cottage in the countryside somewhere in Scottland after they had retired from the 141,and the army in general. Too many close calls had finally solidified they needed to leave,especially after Soap's close call when he was shot in the head. After many months in a coma,many MORE months of therapy,and some time to decompress and recover,Soap had confessed his feelings for Ghost and the two decoded to move in together. No hesitation,they were past that. While Soap-Johnny,Ghost realized he could call him now-Dealt with the task force and the paperwork needed to finalize their retirement,Ghost looked for a small house to fit he and Johnny's lives. He found the perfect one and bought it on the spot. Once they were finally free,he and Johnny had spent like,three days,getting furniture and small things for the home. It was odd,the first few weeks,trying to get into a new routine. Trying to forget their training,to ignore the long sleepless nights when they're both up and trying to keep it together. But it slowly got easier,slowly got better. They could sleep until eight am now! A new record!
Today was one such day,when the two rolled out of bed at eight thirty am,Johnny sluggishly making his way to the coffee pot and pouring them each a cup. Simon stayed in bed,head swirling with negative thoughts. Why was Johnny with him of all people? What was so good about Simon? He was a killer,a horrible horrible person. Unlikeable,unlovable. The people he cared about had all left him at some point,whether it be by choice or by death. It wasn't long until Johnny left him too. That brought tears to his eyes. Loosing Johnny would break him. It was like taking away the sun! His sunshine,his love,his reason for living! Without Johnny in his life,Simon may as well just throw himself off the nearest building. Life wasn't worth living if Johnny wasn't in it. He was brought out of his thoughts by Johnny rubbing his back.
"Bad? Ya with me love?" He asked. Simon let out a small whimper and buried his head in the pillow. "Ah. Bad brain day ah take it?" Simon nodded. "Don' worry love. Ah ain't got much on the list ta do today. Lemme finish up what ah got ta do today and ah'll be more th'n happy ta pamper you okay love?" Simon nodded again,taking Johnny's hand and holding it close to his heart. Johnny rubbed his chest and leaned down,kissing his head. They stayed like that for a other hour or so,and soon Simon's head cleared a bit. They got dressed for the day,Simon kissing Johnny goodbye as his love left to go do the small odd things he needed to do. Simon made sure his love was indeed gone before making a beeline for the small extra room in the house. Digging into the closet,deep deeeeeep in the closet,he pulled out a box. He rummaged around inside of it and pulled out his sfatey item: a pacifier. Simon slipped it in his mouth and immediately began to relax. Johnny would be gone for a while,so now was as good a time as any to finally relax and destress. Changing into his favorite footie pjs,grabbing his blankey,and making himself a bottle for later,Simon let himself go into his littlest headspace,about a year old. He played with his colorful blocks,colored,and chewed his pacifier and teething rings.
He was so little,he didnt realize that Johnny had come back early. He didnt hear the car pull in,or the keys in the door. Didnt hear his love calling for him,or the door to the spare room open,or the soft gasp that left his love's lips. Simon wasn't aware of Johnny until it was too late,when curious hands gently grabbed him by his sides and bright blue eyes staring at him. Simon's mind went from child like,to horrified and surprised in one second. He ripped the pacifier from his mouth and sprinted to their room,closing and locking the door behind him. He was panicking. Johnny wasn't supposed to know about this! Johnny was going to ridicule him! Oh no no no no no. Johnny was going to leave him! Simon began to sob,clawing his chest and face. He couldn't breathe,couldn't think! He had been caught! He was in trouble! Was that Johnny banging on the door,or his heartbeat in his ears,Simon couldn't tell. He fell to his knees on the floor,sobbing and crying and panicking. He didnt notice the door opening and suddenly,hands wrapped around his middle and brought Simon into a lap. Simon began to scream and fight,clawing at the arms encircling his waist.
"Shhhh shh shh baby. S'okay. M'here baby,m'here." Johnny's voice soothed. Simon couldn't do much,other than sob and apologize and fight agaisnt his arms. He soon tired out and slumped against Johnny's strong chest. Johnny held him close and rocked him,kissing his head and cheeks. Once Simon was calmed,Johnny sst them on the bed.
"Wanna tell me wha' this is all abou'?" Johnny asked,gesturing to the onesie and pacifier still clipped to it. Simon hiccupped and wiped his eyes.
"I-its a stress reliever.....I'm a little......I-I go into a headspace younger than I really am to deal with trauma and stress and anxiety......I used to do it when I was a teen,but....."
"But wha'?" Johnny prompted. Simon wrung his hands together.
"Dad found out.......cause of one of my ex's........beat me black and blue,threw away all my things....he's the one who gave me these." Simon explained,pointing to his Chelsea Grin scars. Johnny gasped.
"Oh mah love! Why din' yeh tell me sooner?" He asked. Simon flinched away and clawed his arms.
"Cause you'd hate me too! I know you do,I'm a weirdo! A fucked up pervert! Fucked in the head,screwed,dumb!" He screamed. Johnny frowned,grabbing his hands.
"Stop tha'. Baby,I'm not judging yeh. Ah'm curious. And if this helps yeh relax,ah don't mind helping yeh. We can talk abou' this later,fer now,yeh need some sleep. An' some bandages. Stay here." He said,standing straight. Simon flinched again at the tone,going frigid. He had heard that tone before,from his father. He was in trouble again! He back to weep softly as Johnny left the room and came back,arms full of bandages and medical stuff. He sat in front of Simon and began to work on his arms,cleaning the shallow cuts and bandaging them up. He soon moved to Simon's face and coo'd softly.
someone to take care of him,many of his wounds and scars being fromnwhen he got hurt when he was little.......and Johnny seemed to REALLY care......mg maybe......maybe he could trust Johnny? Simon whimpered and began to sob,reaching for Johnny. Johnny picked him up and rocked the little.
"Ah got ya lil' one. S'okay. Let it all out baby doll." He soothed. Simon sobbed everything he had into Johnny's neck,chest aching afterwards. Once he was done crying,Johnny wiped his face and tickled his sides. Simon squealed and squirmed in his caregiver's hold.
"Aaaaaaah,got a ticklish baby don't oi? Lookit tha' smiiiiile." Johnny praised. Simon blushed and hid his face,whining. "Oh what,mah pretty baby doesn't like being complimented? Tough luck,Ah'm gunna compliment ya all tha' time." Johnny said,smiling wide. He sat Simon back in his highchair and started to feed him. Simon was reluctant at first,but gave in finally and let his caregiver feed him. He finally felt more relaxed,freeer. His head was full of warm cotton now,all he could do was be baby. A good baby for his caregiver! That was his newest mission,Simon decided.
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Little! Ghost x Caregiver! Soap
Summary: They're retired now,living a quiet life on the Scottish countryside. Ghost,Simon,wants to bring something up,but can't find the words to tell his lover. So he keeps it a secret,only indulging when he was alone. One day,Johnny catches him. It doesn't go as expected.
Simon Riley was content,for once in his miserable life. He was happy,safe,loved,and content. He and Johnny had gotten a little cottage in the countryside somewhere in Scottland after they had retired from the 141,and the army in general. Too many close calls had finally solidified they needed to leave,especially after Soap's close call when he was shot in the head. After many months in a coma,many MORE months of therapy,and some time to decompress and recover,Soap had confessed his feelings for Ghost and the two decoded to move in together. No hesitation,they were past that. While Soap-Johnny,Ghost realized he could call him now-Dealt with the task force and the paperwork needed to finalize their retirement,Ghost looked for a small house to fit he and Johnny's lives. He found the perfect one and bought it on the spot. Once they were finally free,he and Johnny had spent like,three days,getting furniture and small things for the home. It was odd,the first few weeks,trying to get into a new routine. Trying to forget their training,to ignore the long sleepless nights when they're both up and trying to keep it together. But it slowly got easier,slowly got better. They could sleep until eight am now! A new record!
Today was one such day,when the two rolled out of bed at eight thirty am,Johnny sluggishly making his way to the coffee pot and pouring them each a cup. Simon stayed in bed,head swirling with negative thoughts. Why was Johnny with him of all people? What was so good about Simon? He was a killer,a horrible horrible person. Unlikeable,unlovable. The people he cared about had all left him at some point,whether it be by choice or by death. It wasn't long until Johnny left him too. That brought tears to his eyes. Loosing Johnny would break him. It was like taking away the sun! His sunshine,his love,his reason for living! Without Johnny in his life,Simon may as well just throw himself off the nearest building. Life wasn't worth living if Johnny wasn't in it. He was brought out of his thoughts by Johnny rubbing his back.
"Bad? Ya with me love?" He asked. Simon let out a small whimper and buried his head in the pillow. "Ah. Bad brain day ah take it?" Simon nodded. "Don' worry love. Ah ain't got much on the list ta do today. Lemme finish up what ah got ta do today and ah'll be more th'n happy ta pamper you okay love?" Simon nodded again,taking Johnny's hand and holding it close to his heart. Johnny rubbed his chest and leaned down,kissing his head. They stayed like that for a other hour or so,and soon Simon's head cleared a bit. They got dressed for the day,Simon kissing Johnny goodbye as his love left to go do the small odd things he needed to do. Simon made sure his love was indeed gone before making a beeline for the small extra room in the house. Digging into the closet,deep deeeeeep in the closet,he pulled out a box. He rummaged around inside of it and pulled out his sfatey item: a pacifier. Simon slipped it in his mouth and immediately began to relax. Johnny would be gone for a while,so now was as good a time as any to finally relax and destress. Changing into his favorite footie pjs,grabbing his blankey,and making himself a bottle for later,Simon let himself go into his littlest headspace,about a year old. He played with his colorful blocks,colored,and chewed his pacifier and teething rings.
He was so little,he didnt realize that Johnny had come back early. He didnt hear the car pull in,or the keys in the door. Didnt hear his love calling for him,or the door to the spare room open,or the soft gasp that left his love's lips. Simon wasn't aware of Johnny until it was too late,when curious hands gently grabbed him by his sides and bright blue eyes staring at him. Simon's mind went from child like,to horrified and surprised in one second. He ripped the pacifier from his mouth and sprinted to their room,closing and locking the door behind him. He was panicking. Johnny wasn't supposed to know about this! Johnny was going to ridicule him! Oh no no no no no. Johnny was going to leave him! Simon began to sob,clawing his chest and face. He couldn't breathe,couldn't think! He had been caught! He was in trouble! Was that Johnny banging on the door,or his heartbeat in his ears,Simon couldn't tell. He fell to his knees on the floor,sobbing and crying and panicking. He didnt notice the door opening and suddenly,hands wrapped around his middle and brought Simon into a lap. Simon began to scream and fight,clawing at the arms encircling his waist.
"Shhhh shh shh baby. S'okay. M'here baby,m'here." Johnny's voice soothed. Simon couldn't do much,other than sob and apologize and fight agaisnt his arms. He soon tired out and slumped against Johnny's strong chest. Johnny held him close and rocked him,kissing his head and cheeks. Once Simon was calmed,Johnny sst them on the bed.
"Wanna tell me wha' this is all abou'?" Johnny asked,gesturing to the onesie and pacifier still clipped to it. Simon hiccupped and wiped his eyes.
"I-its a stress reliever.....I'm a little......I-I go into a headspace younger than I really am to deal with trauma and stress and anxiety......I used to do it when I was a teen,but....."
"But wha'?" Johnny prompted. Simon wrung his hands together.
"Dad found out.......cause of one of my ex's........beat me black and blue,threw away all my things....he's the one who gave me these." Simon explained,pointing to his Chelsea Grin scars. Johnny gasped.
"Oh mah love! Why din' yeh tell me sooner?" He asked. Simon flinched away and clawed his arms.
"Cause you'd hate me too! I know you do,I'm a weirdo! A fucked up pervert! Fucked in the head,screwed,dumb!" He screamed. Johnny frowned,grabbing his hands.
"Stop tha'. Baby,I'm not judging yeh. Ah'm curious. And if this helps yeh relax,ah don't mind helping yeh. We can talk abou' this later,fer now,yeh need some sleep. An' some bandages. Stay here." He said,standing straight. Simon flinched again at the tone,going frigid. He had heard that tone before,from his father. He was in trouble again! He back to weep softly as Johnny left the room and came back,arms full of bandages and medical stuff. He sat in front of Simon and began to work on his arms,cleaning the shallow cuts and bandaging them up. He soon moved to Simon's face and coo'd softly.
"Oh love,wha's with th' cryin? Ye aint in trouble." Johnny said softly. Simon sniffled and tried to move his head,but Johnny kept a firm grip on his cheeks as he began to clean and bandage his face. "We need ta cut yer nails baby,they're a bit too long." He joked. Simon paid no mind,just dreading the conversation he KNEW was to come later. But now,his eyes felt heavy. His body felt heavy.......he wanted to nap and never wake up. Johnny laid him down on the bed and tucked him in,kissing a part of his face that wasn't injured.
"Sleep well love." Johnny whispered to him,before Simon fell asleep.
When Simon woke next,it was night time. Johnny wasn't in the room,sounded like he was on the kitchen. Simon sluggishly made his way there,peeking around the corner. Johnny was cooking lord-knows-what,but that isn't what caught Simon's eye. It was the colorful plates and cups on the newly formed HIGHCHAIR inbthe middle of the kitchen. A BIG highchair,looking more for an adult rather than a child.......what? Johnny heard Simon enter and turned,smiling.
"There's mah baby boy! Didya sleep well suga?" He asked,making a beeline for Simon and easily scooping him into his arms. Simon made a surprised noise and wiggled.
"P-put me down ya damned twat!" He shouted. Johnny tsked and swatted his bottom.
"Now now,no fussing. Dinner time lil' one." He said simply and set Simon in the highchair. Simon was......dumbfounded,to say the least. What.....what the hell was going on? He sat in the highchair,surprised it was supporting his weight at all,when Johnny served the food. Chicken nuggets and Mac and cheese,one of Simon's personal faces for when he was very little. How did Johnny know this? Simon eyed him warily,crossing his arms across his chest and refusing to eat until Johnny explained. Johnny sighed and pulled a chair close to Simon,hands on his thighs. Just rubbing circles into them,thats all.
"So,ah found yer little journal when ah was cleanin'." He started. Simon froze. Fuck,he thought he had put that up! That explained everything about little him! From his youngest,to his oldest headspace! Fuck,Johnny had read it? Is that was this was about,teasing him and torturing poor Simon? He began to tear up and was going to yell,but Johnny held up his hand.
"Lemme 'splain baby doll. Ah ain't teasin' ya. Ah WANT to be apar' o'this. Ah WANT ta help ya. Seems like yeh've been alone fer quite some time angel.......tha' ain't right. Let me help ya baby......" He begged. Simon felt his throat close up with how GENUINE Johnny sounded. He needed someone to take care of him,many of his wounds and scars being fromnwhen he got hurt when he was little.......and Johnny seemed to REALLY care......mg maybe......maybe he could trust Johnny? Simon whimpered and began to sob,reaching for Johnny. Johnny picked him up and rocked the little.
"Ah got ya lil' one. S'okay. Let it all out baby doll." He soothed. Simon sobbed everything he had into Johnny's neck,chest aching afterwards. Once he was done crying,Johnny wiped his face and tickled his sides. Simon squealed and squirmed in his caregiver's hold.
"Aaaaaaah,got a ticklish baby don't oi? Lookit tha' smiiiiile." Johnny praised. Simon blushed and hid his face,whining. "Oh what,mah pretty baby doesn't like being complimented? Tough luck,Ah'm gunna compliment ya all tha' time." Johnny said,smiling wide. He sat Simon back in his highchair and started to feed him. Simon was reluctant at first,but gave in finally and let his caregiver feed him. He finally felt more relaxed,freeer. His head was full of warm cotton now,all he could do was be baby. A good baby for his caregiver! That was his newest mission,Simon decided.
They had a new routine now. Simon was almost permanently little at this point,but Johnny didnt mind a bit. His baby was so cute! Those perfect blonde tresses all messy from a good night sleep,or from rolling around under his mobile. His baby Si was adorable. Simon didnt seem to mind either,only midning when their friends or Price came to visit. But all took a shine to Baby Simon. Even Price offered to babysit when Johnny had to go do some stuff out of town. Simon had cried himself to sleep after Johnny had left,but he green to like Price and when Johnny came back,he was greeted with the sight of Simon playing peek a boo with Price. It was the cutest thing Johnny had to see. Now,every morning,Johnny would wake and get things ready for Simon. A nice fresh bottle of his favorite tea,a fresh nappy,and clothes laid out so Simon could pick what he wanted to wear. They went out here and there,but Simon was mainly big for those trips. Sometimes he'd slip and start sucking his thumb,but Johnny was there to catch it and quietly tell him. Once they got home,Simon was little once more and clinging to Johnny like his life depended on it.
One day,Johnny got the surprise of his life. He was doing paperwork for an odd job he had picked up,when he heard footsteps and little giggles. Johnny smiled and turned to see Simon waddling towards him with a paper in hand. Paperwork long forgotten,Johnny picked Simon up and sat him on his lap.
"And what do ah owe the pleasure of such an angel vistin' me?" He coo'd,kissing Simon's cheeks. Simon flushed red and handed Johnny the paper. Johnny looked at it,and his heart MELTED. On the paper was Johnny and Simon,laughing at something in the distance,or nothing at all really,and the words 'Baby' above Simon,and 'Daddy' above Johnny. Johnny teared up. He.....he was being called Daddy? Finally? Did Simon trust him that much?
"I-I'm Daddy baby?" He asked Simon,who nodded and cuddled close.
"D-Dahdee." He lisped behind his pacifier. Johnny hugged him tightly,sons falling from his chest.
"Oh angel! Oh mah baby boy,yeh have NO CLUE how happy tha' makes me! Ah'll be th' best Daddy ever swee'hear',ah PROMISE!" He sobbed,kissing Simon's head. Simon blushed and nuzzled Johnny,yawning. Johnny vhuckled and stood with Simon in his arms. "Nap time." He said. Simon didnt fight him,already half alseep. Johnny laid him in their bed,crawling in beside him,and pulled Simon to his chest. He would brag about this to their friends later,for now,he wanted to cuddle and nap with his baby. Johnny swore nothing would hurt his angel anymore. NOTHING.
