Cw: Omegaverse
Ghost is not insecure. That's not why he hesitates to allow himself things. Roach knows better than anyone it's childhood experiences, rooting themselves deep enough it set the groundstones for his personality. Add on to that years of being used, abused, and rejected - that Ghost isn't a bitter piece of shit is a wonder.He doesn't allow himself things because he puts others first. Always. As Lieutenant he was always the first to sacrifice, and as an Alpha, he always wanted to provide. It's who he is.Even if he's slathered a sloppy idea of nonchalance and detachment on top of it.It falls off in chunks pretty quick when you get to know him. Leaving him soft and real, the best kind of friend, and mate, you could want.
Just - frustrating sometimes.When he won't even take care of himself or let himself be taken care of.Even though the soft Alpha in him craves it. Folding so easy, and so willingly. Because he feels best when he's needed, wanted, told he's enough.Some part of him finally quiet. Leaving only pure relief left in him.And knowing this - both Roach and Soap know as well that seeing him allow himself comfort without playing a long justification game - it's a massive step forward.So good to see, that their own hearts feel full enough to burst.
He fell asleep, mid conversation.Dinner heavy in their stomachs, and fotball on in the background - a match no one really cares for so it's merely noise.Ghost lies stretched out between them on the couch. Head in Soap's lap and feet in the hollow where Roach sits crosslegged. Fingers gently putting pressure against the soles of his feet to relieve the tension there.While others rake through his hair; scratching along his scalp and neck. The dark blonde curls so soft and cared for nowadays they barely catch on Soap's fingertips as they pass through.
It feels - monumental.They're at a point where the roughest parts of their relationship have been ironed out.And Ghost letting go of the need to be the one solving everything - always vigilant and awake in case he's needed - it's a beautiful consequence of their dynamic. Roach needs to be in control. He needs to be head of decisions and planning.He enjoys the fact that he's listened and deferred to, despite his Omega status, and the other two men being Alphas.Secondary gender didn't even factor in. It all adapted from how they fit together. Soap has no problem at all giving up that post. He never wanted to be a pack leader, neither at work nor in his personal life.He works best as support. Second in command and ready to do the hard work to make things into what they all need.Protect and make sure things are fair.
Always able to smooth down Roach's sharp edges that cut Ghost a little bit too easy. And make sure Ghost doesn't pull away and neglect to be present.Their dynamic works.It's frankly scary how well it works.And absolutely crazy how some angry sex ended up giving them all this. Ghost shifts in his sleep, making a whining noise in his chest. Something that quickly changes into a rumble. And stuttered starts and stops of purring, before it settles into a low noise that is more felt than heard.Vibrations spreading between them in a reverberating loop. Roach feels his own mouth pull into a smile, and looking up at Soap he sees it mirrored right back.The same feeling looping between them as well. A shared awe for the man they share.Disbelief Ghost is finally able to relax like this. Trust again.
Soap mouths words that make his own eyes crinkle with crowsfeet - smile reaching his entire face.Roach isn't ready to say those kinds of things back yet, even though the other men give of it freely.But he can let Ghost's foot go for a second, signing a shared sentiment back. Soap doesn't know a lot of signs yet.But he very much knows what Roach means.They both smile - wide and stupid. Hands refocusing all those feelings back into touch.Where Ghost deserves it.His tired muscles. His lovely hair.Rewards for this gift of vulnerability.
