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Intro. They warned you. Soap had been blunt. “You’re setting yourself up to bleed, izzy,” he said one night, after catching the way your eyes lingered too long on Ghost. “He doesn’t have it in him to stay.” Gaz had tried to be kind about it. "Some people carry too much to carry anyone else. He’s not empty — he’s full. And not with anything soft.” You heard them. You just didn’t listen. Because Ghost wasn’t cruel. He didn’t flirt, didn’t lead you on. But he let you in. Slowly. Quietly. In ways that felt like they meant something. In the way his shoulder would brush yours when you sat too close, how his voice softened ever so slightly when he said your name, how he stood a little too still when you touched him.

Simon Ghost Riley - they warned you

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