Prompt: How the Ghosts would react to someone wearing white at your wedding.
A/N🪶: Hello again. To anyone who may have been keeping up with my fic “Sugar and Lemon”, I’m sorry I haven’t been writing. Between creative juices for the fic running out as well as school, I haven’t been as motivated. However, I do want to continue it. I just need to find the right time. I’m doing summer classes otherwise I probably would be working on it now. It’s just overwhelming at this point. But I still want to give y’all something with the Ghosts since I know a lot of people in that part of the fandom don’t usually get a lot unless it’s with (typically) Keegan. Nothing wrong with that, I just want to include more of them, especially more underrated characters like Ajax and David/Hesh. Thanks for reading this blurb <3
HC Note/TW: May include descriptions/mentions of weapons, violence/violent intentions, shitty people, harassment. Please note: I’m gonna make this AU style where Rorke wasn’t turned and no one was killed because I said so. Reader is gn so their groomsmen/bridesmaids will just be referred to as your “friends on the side”.
I made a separate one for David because I love him, find that here
Storyline:
He was almost done getting ready. Today was finally that day, that beautiful day that he never thought would happen. Between the world gradually being broken down each time it was nearly put back up, he had expected to be killed in action like everyone else. But perhaps fate was on his side for now. He knew better than to expect everything to run smoothly, though.
With two different people from two different families, someone was bound to have some opinions. It was just a matter of whether or not they voiced it. Of course, he had made plans just in case. He was getting married to you and there was no way in hell, heaven or on this Earth someone was going to stop that. They could interrupt the wedding all they wanted to, however they pleased. They could set the whole damn thing on fire, but he’d still marry you.
He tried not to think about how beautiful you’d look, lest he start blushing. It didn’t work but the attempt was worth it, despite the pestering the other Ghosts would no doubt lay upon him.
The time came and he stood on the slightly elevated stage, groomsmen and best man at his side. Normally, he doesn’t wear white but this is a wedding… his wedding… his and yours wedding. His back was to the hallway you would walk out of, so he kept looking to the faces of his friends and family for any indication. His heart beat was relatively controlled… and then the music began playing… and they smiled… and the officiant gave him the look to turn around. So he did.
And by God, you were ethereal. He couldn’t tell if his heart stopped or was beating so fast he could no longer feel it. His brain was short-circuiting. You had made your way up to the stage, your friends on the side smiling. He just stared, had he been smiling since he saw you? His cheeks were hurting already. You looked up at him, your smile like the sun, he couldn’t care less about going blind if it meant the image of you would be imprinted in his eyes.
Logan Walker
This man would be trying so hard not to panic.
He almost gets whiplash from how fast his head turned to David who, alongside Merrick, would pipe up and tell off the person.
Logan would have been prepared in a rather classy way.
See… There’s a thing where, if someone wears white at a wedding, especially a dress, the bridesmaids can take wine and pour it on them, effectively ruining the dress.
Logan absolutely has heard of this and got your friends the cheapest wine possible.
Logan looks at your friends and signals to them to get the wine.
One of them moves around closer to them so their attention is away from the friends with the wine.
David and Merrick tell them that they need to leave.
As they get up to get in their face, wine is poured on them.
They yell and fuss, claiming you and Logan are going to pay for their outfit as they stomp out of the room.
You, not having expected this, stand there. Your hands are held by Logans and your mouth hangs open.
Your friends smile at you, David and Merrick chuckling to themselves as they all come back to their original positions.
You struggle to form coherent words.
“Did you- when did- where’d the wine come from?! Was that planned?!”
And the wedding continues, the smell of wine and the sound of laughter flowing through the air.
Elias T. “Scarecrow” Walker'
You know this man would be willing to drag out the guilty party himself.
I fully believe he’d pick them up and carry them outside.
Otherwise he’d probably set up his other comrades to be guards so people don’t try to get in.
I could imagine it being an old ex or probably a family member he hates. None of the soldiers he knows would dare do that to someone like him, he’s garnered so much respect from them over the years.
Any one of his friends, whether groomsmen or guests, I know they’d all stick up for him as he just watches with a smile.
Thomas A. Merrick
Roasts the ever loving shit out of whoever is wearing white.
“If you’re gonna wear white, at least pick an outfit that fits you right.”
“Did you get that from Walmart? I think I saw that when I went last week.”
“That would look better on Riley, but hey, who am I to judge?”
I know the person would willingly walk out without having to be escorted, due to embarrassment.
Gabriel T. Rorke
I can’t see him having a very public wedding. There is a very short list of people allowed and if there’s someone he doesn’t know, he’s meeting them beforehand.
If someone dared to wear white, well…
As all eyes are on them as they stand, showing off the color that was only meant for the two of you, he takes the opportunity since everyone is distracted.
He slowly reaches and shifts his white suit jacket, lifting just the edge, enough for the offender to see the gun, or other weapon, he has tucked away.
He lets go so he looks normal again, while the person is left with wide eyes, suddenly nervous.
They leave with minimal issue and everything resumes, people are left confused but eventually shrug it off as Rorke having intimidated them with his presence alone.
Keegan P. Russ
Keegan would be the type where, prior to the wedding, he expects everyone to show what they are planning on wearing.
He makes sure the two of you set guidelines so it is absolutely clear that if anyone tries to come in wearing white, they will be thrown out and not allowed back in.
This man does not leave room for error.
He takes advantage of having your friends/family’s (bridesmaids/groomsmen) contact info so he can keep an eye on everything.
Would absolutely sweet talk your grandparents or parents into keeping him informed whenever possible, especially if there’s gossip (Keegan loves gossip and you can’t tell me otherwise).
Alex V. “Ajax” Johnson
He wouldn’t bring weapons like Rorke or make snide comments like Merrick.
This is a man of respect, and while he’d be annoyed, he’d be prepared.
As people turned around and gasped and gossiped, he’d remain calm and relaxed despite his comrades wanting to push the person out.
He’d want them to be politely escorted out and you wouldn’t have to do anything.
Naturally, he’s fuming but this is your wedding after all. He maintains his composure.
If the person speaks up, they’ll be escorted out. If not, I can imagine him letting them stay, not wanting to waste time and probably continuing to marry you out of spite and right before the dinner, they suddenly aren’t allowed in.
They’re edited out of any photos they may have forced their way into, everyone basically ignores them.
I love you, Ajax <3
Kick
This guy is just getting married privately.
Mostly just because regular weddings are so hectic and frankly, he isn’t much of a people person but he still wants to marry you.
idk if your requests are still open (sorry if they aren't!! m(_ _)m) but if they are, could i get some headcanons for the ghosts boys? thank yoouuu (* ^ ω ^)
(I didn't know if I should write about Ajax and Elias or not;;;;)
Call of Duty: Ghosts Headcanons!!!
Keegan
He's good as his job, always getting shit done.
but oh my god is he a bad influence on you
"Want a shot?" "I'm not 21 yet, Keegan." "I asked if you wanted a shot, not how old you were."
On roadtrips he's never allowed to drive, but he will backseat drive. "You should take this highway instead" "I know a faster way" "If you go down this road you could probably reach it easier"
Snores when he's asleep, I feel like he may have sleep apnea or something like that.
HE'S REALLY LOUD TOOOO
Mumbling in his sleep if he's asleep in a chair
That's another thing, he can fall asleep literally anywhere. Chair? Yes. Under the bed? Yes. Under a table? Yes.
He has sharp canines, I don't make the rules. He uses them to open things
He LOVES your scent, he likes having just one thing of yours just to hold and have near.
I don't think he would call you Kid if he was interested in you, I think he'd stick with your name or "Hun". Unless you're older than him, then he uses generic shit like "Babe"
A man of a few words, he gives short answers, pretty blunt, but in text he will ramble on and on~
He likes writing, he finds that it's easier for him to process his words and gives him time to think.
Logan
Good boy, very good and well behaved boy.
Grown man, but good boy
He's actually really mischievous, they took a trip (The team) to Italy while on leave and when visiting the Tower of Pisa he offered to take Keegans photo.
Gesturing for him to lean, pose, scooch back, just so he can get the perfect photo.
Only for him to take it, snickering to himself because he made Keegan pose extremely far from the tower so the photo just looks silly.
Keegan had a good laugh about it, only after he put Logan into a headlock
He does the same to Hesh, always asking for some water, then being like "I didn't ask for this" so Hesh takes it back and when he comes back empty handed Logan is like "Water?"
He's very quiet, way more than Keegan.
He only gives nods or gestures, speaks when he needs to though, like in call outs and such.
He'd call you Love
Whispering sweet nothings into your ear
Can you imagine Cody Callahan doing that? Kill me plz
Hesh
HE HAS A THING FOR HANDS I JUST KNOW IT, I JUST KNOW IT YOU CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE!!!!!
HE LOVES HOLDING YOUR HAND AND JUST RUBBING YOUR FINGERS
YOU CAN FEEL HOW ROUGH HIS CALLUSES ARE
HE TILTS HIS HEAD WHEN HE LOOKS AT YOU BECAUSE HE IS JUST SO ENAMOURED WITH YOU
CAN YOU TELL I LOVE HESH, CAN YOU????
He's a gamer boy, console only. Xbox..... Don't argue with me (You can have your own I was /j)
Before shaving his head, he had a hairstyle similar to DJ Pauly D. Let's keep it shaved.
He refuses to have a mustache, just straight up refuses. He will shave the minute he sees it coming in.
Beard or Goatees are pushing it, but he shaves anyways (except the sideburns of course)
That man loves veggies, he's the type to just steam a bunch of em and that's his dinner. Literally just that.
He likes stealing food from you, picking from your plate. If you don't like something, you best believe he's there eating it for you
"David, I'm full" "Give it here, babe."
Merrick
His memory is impeccable
He will always rememebr your favorite things
He's not big on gift giving, but when he does give gifts they're incredibly thoughtful.
Drives a really beat down pickup truck
Calls it his baby girl
Don't judge him >:(
Resting bitch face, eyebrows always furrowed
But then he sees you and his expression softens because he just loves seeing you.
Has the heartiest laugh imaginable, slaps his knee when laughing too
Asks for help putting on his face paint :((((
He just wants a reason to be touched by you
Kick
Earbuds in 24/7 when not on a mission.
He needs music to function!!!
He's the type to put on some hardcore music and pretend he's fighting someone, like the people that imagine their own animation edit when listening to a song they like
He sneaks food to Riley sometimes, when they're all eating, he's the one throwing stuff on the floor for him
Unironically uses "COWABUNGA"
He's just a lil.... ya know... right? Just a little (He's gay)
Kinda short, like 5'6-5'8
Has ADHD
Wears insoles (hims feet hort)
I know he doesn't have a name, but his name is now Hunter Cameron and his last name is Miller
A/N🪶: These are just my options! Feel free to send me yours. These are for all the Ghosts, including former, deceased and current within the Ghosts game. This list will include Rorke, Ajax and Elias Walker. Also this is going to be formatted differently from the first HC, Natural Disasters.
David “Hesh” Walker - German Shepard
Hesh is loyal, probably to a fault. Willing to do whatever it takes to protect the ones he loves and get the job done, even if he gets injured in the process.
^ Bringing me to my next point, Hesh is very protective of his family. The mere idea of anyone getting hurt is enough to get this man baring his teeth and attacking.
In the Natural Disasters list, I mentioned that Hesh, according to Urban Dictionary, means courageous, another trait of German Shepards.
One more trait that applies is also Shepards, really any animal in general, being alert as well. This is a given, though, considering he is a soldier in active war zones especially with such effective and deadly enemies. He needs to make every second count and can’t afford to slack in these areas.
I should mention that Shepards are obedient yet stubborn. Hesh knows when to listen to his superiors but he’ll easily let you know when he doesn’t agree with something. Think about when Merrick, Keegan and Elias (mask on) picked them up and Hesh was yelling about their dad still being caught in the crossfire. Merrick got Hesh to sit his ass down but Hesh was clearly not happy about it, understandably.
Logan Walker - Mountain Lion
Mountain lions can’t roar and Logan can’t, or —depending on your headcanons, consciously chooses not to— talk.
Logan finds other methods of communicating, for example, when he and Keegan were about to bust into the room to get to Ajax, Logan used his fingers to count down.
The National Wildlife Federation website says “Mountain lions are territorial and solitary. They use pheromones and physical signs… to define their territory.” (Mountain Lion, Fun Fact.)
Mountain lions are known for being very stealthy predators, again a given considering the fact we’re talking about the Ghosts.
The Mountain Lion Foundation describes them as being relentless hunters which almost connects it to the wiki quote for Logan that calls him a cold-blooded killer and an excellent soldier (CoD Ghosts: Wiki, Logan Walker, Personality.).
Elias T. “Scarecrow” Walker - Black Bear
Scary but not as scary as you may expect.
While Elias is certainly ready to do his job at any point no matter how bloody, he still has his weak spots, that being his sons.
He’s caring but while be stoic when necessary. He’s not territorial but will protect his friends and family when the time calls for it.
Also one detail I find cute about bears is that they have DNA relation to dogs, albeit very distant. I like to call bears giant murder puppies :D
Thomas A. Merrick - Grizzly Bear
I want to say that grizzly bears are often considered to be more dangerous than black bears and more likely to attack if given a reason to.
Both grizzlies and black bears can charge but where black bears may shift away at the last second and avoid attacking, grizzlies may continue to charge and attack their target (once again I’m thinking about Merrick punching Rorke because it just makes me laugh, that man was not ready).
Of course, Merrick is dangerous but he knows when the time is and isn’t appropriate despite his temper. Merrick is a big dude too, so I think this works (“stocky”).
Gabriel T. Rorke - Polar Bear
Once he has his sights on you, you’re already gone.
Hehe, polar bears are mighty dangerous.
Polar bears are bigger and stronger sometimes, but other time grizzlies and polars can be about the same in build.
Polar bears are more likely to attack considering they have fewer resources for food and typically eat a lot as well.
Fun fact: Polar bears don’t hibernate.
^^^ Piggy backing off that, Rorke doesn’t seem to be resting. He’s always planning something, whether it be a plan B or future plans.
He’s a very large and commanding presence who will find alternatives when desperate, willing to do what he must to make sure his plans are completed.
Keegan P. Russ - Leopard
Fast, sneaky. You don’t know he’s there until it’s too late.
Fun Fact: Leopards can roar. Keegan, though very quiet, stills speaks and intimidates with his voice when necessary.
Leopard’s are solitary and ambush hunters, I don’t need to explain this but I will.
If you recall, Rorke had a lot of trouble getting his nasty ass hands on Keegan after kidnapping the Walker family and Merrick.
His first objective was to find Keegan. In my eyes, it’s because he knows that as long as Keegan is alive, Rorke isn’t safe.
Like many animals, leopards care for one another, seen with families. I think Keegan is a very caring person but he avoids showing it often, which is fair.
Keegan continuously checks in with Logan throughout the game. In the underwater mission, he made sure Logan was okay. If you look closely when walking behind Keegan on the submarine, Keegan turns his head back to us briefly.
Alex V. “Ajax” Johnson - Elephant
Ajax is smart and powerful, I want to say he’s very determined.
In the short time we knew him, he was very stubborn as well. He didn’t give up anything and held out for a while. Though he was a lower rank than the other characters.
In his last moments, he made sure the last Ghosts knew what was happening in a last ditch effort to keep them safe and aware.
It’s hard to pin down super specific traits due to the fact that elephants can exhibit many and there’s not much we can give to Ajax.
I want to say that Ajax was more laid-back with his friends and comrades, leaving his bold energy for those who don’t deserve his respect ( insert the iconic scene where Ajax puts up his middle finger right at the Federation soldier ).
Like all the animals and characters on this list, Ajax was dangerous when necessary. He wasn’t spending every moment trying to be scary or intimidating or anything. He’s confident in himself and his abilities and he doesn’t need anyone else to speak up for him.
The respect we hear given to him by the Ghosts after his death was well deserved.
Love you, Ajax <3
Kick - Monitor Lizard
Some kind of reptile (I was so tempted to put him as a Gila Monster but I can’t do that to my best boi).
I’d say probably a water monitor.
These lizards, which can grow to 9 feet btw, don’t surprise their prey, but “actively pursue” them.
While these creatures have venom, but it’s not necessarily fatal.
Kick is definitely dangerous when he’s needed but it’s not like a “I am the grim reaper.” type of thing, it’s more like “I have a job to do and you won’t be in my way.”.
These creatures are known for being intelligent which lines up with Kick’s likely (not confirmed?) role as an information specialist.
The main thing that doesn’t quite line up is the fact that water monitors can be friendly whereas Kick is, if not more stand-offish, then solitary. I do imagine that he eventually opens up, but he’s definitely more comfy with his computers.
Neptune - Owl
I imagine that Neptune, being one of the original Ghosts, is very wise, though more subtle. I can’t think of what kind of owl he’d be, maybe snowy.
I mostly just wanted to include him here. Feel free to add onto him.
Riley… Riley
The most dangerous creature ever, himself.
World’s Best Throat-Snatcher over here being a cutie patootie with blood on his maw. 10/10 best boi.
The beach scenes in the Top Gun movies have absolutely ruined me and now I need to write Logan and the Ghosts on the beach ahhhh
The beach is teeming with people as the sun shines its golden hour light upon the shimmering waters and the sweltering summer day gets cooler. You're cleaning up an outdoor table of the plates and the benches of the sand when you notice a passionate volleyball game not too far away from you.
Four men playing and one a referee. All of them muscular, heads buzzed, and shirtless. Possibly soldiers; a lot of them visited the sandy shores as a military base was a couple miles out.
One of them in particular catches your eye as you straighten yourself up. He's the rowdiest of the bunch, flaxen haired, lightly tanned, a great big smile, and a powerful serve. Winning even a single point makes him yell gleefully and tackle his teammate. You are mesmerized by the child-like way in which he runs about the sandy court to block and save, his laughter roaring and echoing in the beach.
You smile and shake your head, muttering, "Boys will be boys," as you take the plates inside the restaurant.
When the sun has significantly set, you notice the five men approaching the restaurant, a little damp from the humidity, sweat, and water, and sand sticking to their faces, hair, and limbs. The flaxen-haired man takes your particular notice once again; he ruffles the sand out of his salty hair and his red and green Hawaiian shirt is half-buttoned to display a well-built chest. The group of five look about the establishment for a spot big enough for their giant bodies.
"Hey guys," you approach them with a friendly, polite smile, trying not to look at the flaxen-haired man too much, "A table for how many?"
"Five," says one with green eyes and a kind smile.
You lead them to a larger table with ample space for all and as they get settled in their seats and look through the menus, you bring them cold water and set them down on the table. You can't help but notice the flaxen-haired man looking straight at you, almost awed.
"What can I get you gentlemen?" you ask as you pull out your notepad and pen, ready to jot down their orders.
You watch them have a brief discussion before each one of them repeats their orders to you while you diligently write them down.
"What're you having, Logan?" asks the green-eyed man to the flaxen-haired man who was seated next to him.
Logan.
You glance at Logan for a moment, your eye lingering a little too long and too appreciatingly on his sun-kissed face, his slightly hooked nose, and his pink lips. His milk-chocolate eyes dart back to you and your eyes quickly dart back to your notepad, pretending to be reading through the orders. You look back at him and find him smilingly repeating his order to you.
"Anything else?" you ask, looking at all of them.
"Your number."
You turn to the owner of the voice and find that it was none other than Logan who said those words, smirking playfully, not even a hint shy. His friends break into chuckles, while you scoff and blush out of surprise.
"Please," the man quickly adds, remembering that his father taught him to be polite. His smirk turns a little smug at your cute reaction.
You rolled your eyes, now chuckling. The green-eyed man nudges Logan's arm hard, making him yelp. "Ow, what the hell, man!" Logan complains, rubbing his aching arm.
"Sorry about him," says the green-eyed man, shaking his head.
"C'mon Hesh, don't ruin it for me," Logan complains again.
"It's alright," you tell Hesh, and then look at Logan smilingly, "I don't mind."
Logan raises a brow at you, unable to keep his lingering smirk from widening. The others exchange glances and smiles, amused by the mutual attraction that they can see blooming in front of them. You read out their orders to them and they all nod approvingly.
When you get to the end, you say, particularly to Logan, "as for my number, Volleyboy, you'll have to earn it."
The men chuckle at this. Logan raises a brow, realising that you saw him play. He leans forward. "State your terms, gorgeous."
You open the menu and point to an item. Heart Attack Bowl. The accompanying picture shows a massive bowl filled to the top with rice, slices of beef steak, fried chicken, eggs, beans, topped with an unhealthy load of cheese. Logan's eyes widen slightly at the monstrosity.
"That's the biggest, most expensive menu item. If you can finish it singlehandedly and no cheating, it'll be free, you'll get my number," you then point to a brick wall with Hall of Fame written in gold lettering with gold spotlights shining over it from above, "and you'll be on the Hall of Fame."
Logan looks at the brick wall, letting out a low whistle as he crosses his muscular arms. "Don't underestimate my appetite. Cancel my orders. I'll take on this bad boy."
You steal a glance at his guns before looking back at him. "You sure? It's massive. Only one person has been able to finish that bowl so far, and that was a decade ago."
He glances at the only framed photo on the Hall of Fame, imagining his photo over there. "I'd be happy to add an update. Maybe then you'll see my face more often," he says with a flirtatious wink.
You chuckle, impressed by his confidence. "Alright then. Heart Attack Bowl for you." Then looking at all of them, you smiled, "Your orders will be ready in twenty."
As soon as you left, Hesh sighed loudly, giving Logan a light slap on the back of his head, "Reckless as always. I'm not gonna hear any of your whining if you can't finish the bowl."
"Don't be such a mother hen, Hesh," Kick chortles, "I kinda wanna see how this turns out."
"Don't worry bro, I got this," Logan grabs Hesh's shoulder and gives it a brotherly shake.
"You still got it, bro?" asks Hesh as he watches Logan forcing spoonfuls of the food into his mouth with a queasy, contorted look on his face.
"It's too much, man, I can't," Logan wearily forces the words out of his mouth after swallowing down a mouthful. He looks into the bowl and is face-to-face with a quarter to finish.
"I kinda get why women call men dogs," says Keegan teasingly and shakes his head, "the lengths a man would go to just get a phone number is wild."
Logan glares at Keegan.
"C'mon Logan, don't force yourself. Getting sick over a phone number is not worth it," Hesh looks on worriedly, peering into the bowl.
Logan, being reminded of the phone number, immediately changes his mind, "And destroy my pride as a man? No way." He adamantly forces another spoon of the rice into his mouth. Hesh grimaces at the sight.
Kick also peers into the bowl, smirking a little when he sees the remainder of meat and rice. "You totally cannot finish that, dude. Call it quits already," he provokes.
"Shut up," Logan grumbles, now letting out a burp, "I'm gonna finish this."
"Good," chimes Merrick with a smirk, "because I'll make you run back to the base to digest all that," to which Logan groans.
His friends continue to look on, empty plates in front of them and arms crossed, amused and intrigued looks on their faces. They knew that Logan had a large stomach capacity but it was still surprising to witness him finish three-quarters of a massive bowl of food; that in itself was impressive enough.
"How are we doing, Volleyboy?" you appear at their table, smiling at Logan, who was red-faced, sweaty, and weary.
He immediately straightens up and grins like he wasn't suffering from being a stuffed thanksgiving turkey just a few seconds ago. "Great! This is the easiest eating challenge I've ever participated in."
Hesh face-palms while the rest of his friends glance at each other and laugh.
You tilt your head, looking at Logan's sweaty face. "Are you sure? You look like you're about to get a heart attack yourself."
Logan laughs wearily. "Don't jinx it," he says, "but real talk, if I die of an attack, I'll have no regrets because it was all in pursuit of you."
You raise a brow, smirking. "You're dedicated."
"A dedicated simp," Kick jibes playfully, which makes the company and yourself laugh.
Logan rolls his eyes at Kick and then turns to you, "Listen gorgeous, I won't die, alright? I got a girl to flirt with."
You chuckle. "Good luck, Volleyboy."
After a few more minutes of force-feeding, Logan finally threw the spoon in the empty bowl, making it clatter loudly. "I did it," he announces, wearily slouching against his seat as he raises his fist in the air.
His friends exchange surprised looks and nod approvingly. "Crazy son of a bitch, he actually did it!" Kick chuckles as he turns around and waves his hand to get your attention from across the restaurant.
You see Kick's hand waving and you go to their table. As soon as you're near, Kick announces, "He's done."
You look into the bowl and find that it has been cleaned thoroughly, not a single grain of rice left. "Not bad," you nod approvingly, giving Logan a pat on his shoulder, "Now sit up straight with the bowl. I need to take your picture."
Logan forces a smile at your approval and sits straight. He holds the empty bowl facing your phone camera. Despite feeling queasy and nauseated, he flexes his biceps just for good measure, making you chuckle.
"What's your full name?" you ask as you show him the photo.
"Logan Walker," he answers after he gives you a thumbs-up for the photo.
You chuckle as you show the photo to his friends, "You'll live up to your surname after this, I'm sure."
He forces a chuckle while his friends smirk. Merrick says with a grin, "I'll see to it that he does. I'll make him digest it all."
Merrick spoke too soon.
Logan grimaces and feels sharp stabs in his stomach. He rises slowly and unsteadily, holding a hand to his mouth. "Be right back, guys," he croaks out through the nausea and makes a run to the men's restroom.
The six of you watch him go. Keegan clicks his tongue, "Is it what I think it is?"
"He's a fucking idiot," Hesh sighs.
"Well, at least this will be a core memory for him," chimes Kick with a chuckle and then turns to you, "Instead of Walker, we'll christen him Puker."
You force a chuckle, but you're genuinely worried for Logan. Excusing yourself, you run to the door of the men's restroom and put your ear on it. You hear retching, wheezing, and coughing.
"Mr. Walker?" you call, your voice heavy with worry.
"I'm okay," comes his hoarse, breathy response.
"Are you sure?"
You hear more retching, and man is it loud. You stand by the door, waiting for Logan to come out. After what feels like forever, you finally hear the tap running and him gargling water and spitting out the bitter bile. He soon emerges from the bathroom, his pale face dripping with water.
"Mr. Walker!" you exclaim, "Are you okay?"
He nods slowly, shuddering once. "I'm okay," he says with a sigh after clearing his throat as he wipes his face with a hand towel.
You look worriedly at him. "Can I get you anything?"
"Your number," he reminds with a weary smile but a lively glint in his eye, "If it counts by your terms."
You walked right into it, and you snort. "You're tenacious, I'll give you that."
"Do you like it?" he asks, raising his eyebrows slightly as he watches you take out your notepad and scribble your name and number on it.
"Yes," you smile as you tear out the piece of paper and slap it against his chest.
He smirks; the brief touch-- even over the thin paper-- makes his chest tingle. He takes the paper and looks at it, going over your name, your number, and your handwriting. He folds it and stashes it in his pocket.
"If you want me to text you, you'll have to agree to two of my terms," he announces.
You raise a brow, "And those are?"
He holds up an index finger, "One, don't call me Mr. Walker. Call me Logan, or babe, or darling, whatever you prefer."
You chuckle, rolling your eyes. "I'll stick to Logan."
"Your call, sweetheart." He then brings up his second finger, "Two, you'll have to tolerate a volley of flirty texts from the Volleyboy."
You purse your lips, suppressing a smile. "Tolerate? I'm sure I'll enjoy it."
He grins, pleased to hear your encouragement. "Perfect."
You escort Logan back to the table and Volleyboy is bombarded with a volley of concerned questions from Hesh. As you're preparing their bill by the cashier counter, you amusedly watch Kick tease Logan for being queasy and puking, calling him "Logan Puker," making Merrick and Keegan laugh.
They split the bill and you see them out. Logan looks back at you, smiling.
"See ya soon, gorgeous," he gives you a playful salute.
"See you, Logan Puker," you say teasingly, which makes Kick howl with laughter.
"Wait till I get my hands on you, you motherfucker!" Logan growls, now beginning to chase Kick, who's running for his life down the cobbled beach pathways and laughing hysterically. In the distance, you see Logan finally catch Kick in a chokehold.
"So immature," Merrick remarks, smiling fondly.
The men now begin to leave, and you bid them to come again, to which they emphatically promise that they will. You watch the three join Logan and Kick afar off. As soon as they reunited, Logan looks back at you and waves.
You wave back, already feeling a little forlorn by his departure, but excited for his promised volley of flirtatious texts.
Would try to give you the space you need when you ask for it
But inevitably, he can't go all day or night without you
Comes to you at night, scooping you up in his arms to take you to bed when you had fallen asleep on the couch, a mess of tissues and tea cups on the coffee table
Caresses your face as you lay in bed, pressing tender kisses on your nape since you don't want him touching your face
Tries to sweet talk to cheer you up because you're upset that you had to cancel/postpone plans
Ghost
He avoids making loud noises as to not make your headache worse
During the days you're sick a strong thunderstorm brings heavy rains, the soft tapping of raindrops hitting earth and leaves rustling makes you slip into the most peaceful slumber you've gotten in days
Lets you sleep in his clothes because he knows you feel comforted by his smell since you won't let him get too close
When it's past midnight and you can't sleep so you go on long, random rambles and he's just lying there listening but after a while he's like "please go to sleep, you need to rest"
Soap
Orders pastries from your favorite bakery and has them delivered so you can enjoy biting into freshly baked warm bread
Gets sad when you tell him you can't sleep in the same bed because you feel icky
"But you're going to be cold without me"
Whenever you get out of bed to grab something he follows right after you and drags you back
Due to feeling uncomfortable you frequently change places to rest and he follows you to every spot around the house
Falls asleep on top of you on the couch, it's kinda comforting
Gaz
Uses his softest voice, whispering when he asks if you need anything else
Rushing to bring you blankets, tea, books, the tv control and anything you ask for and place it on your hands
When he helps you walk to the bathroom to wash he takes the opportunity to open the window and let the summer breeze in for a change of fresh air
Frequently washes the blankets so you're always comfortable resting on silkin bedsheets
Cupping your face between his hands, radiating his warmth into your skin and telling you he'll take care of you and make sure you feel better ૮ ߹ᯅ߹ ა
Alejandro
Would make you drink tea whilst it's hot, you burned your tongue
Vicks Vaporub (no i will not elaborate)
Rubs mezcal over your body
Other than preparing you teas and making sure you're bundled up even if you feel hot from a fever, he doesn't know what else to do
He rests his head on your chest even when you tell him to sleep in a different room because you don't want to make him sick too
Listens to your heartbeat at night and doesn't fall asleep until he makes sure you're sleeping soundly
Phillip Graves
He will feed you when you confess you haven't eaten all day because you've just felt too ill to cook
Gently wiping your mouth
Every morning he quietly gets out of bed, letting you sleep in to prepare a breakfast he knows will make you feel better
Won't eat unless you've finished your meal first
You crave something that's not in the fridge, he quickly grabs his wallet and is on his way out to buy it for you <3
Keegan
Takes care of the plants and flowers you're always so dedicated to maintaining
Kissing your shoulder while you cuddle
You keep moving around in bed and he can't fall asleep either because you're restless
"Are- are you okay?" "Knock me out with a shovel"
You somehow manage to convince him to let you go outside on a walk saying the fresh air will help you some
He pulls you close to him when even the slightest breeze hits you, enveloping you in his arms
Hesh + Logan Walker
David will rush to the store to stock up on medicine, tea, and candy
He says sugar always helps keep you restore energy while you're sick
He stays up late with you on a movie marathon when you can't fall asleep
Logan tries to stay up with you too but he fails as his eyelids droop and falls asleep cuddled next to you
Logan washes your hair and takes such gentle care of it you almost fall asleep in the tub
He reads to you in bed knowing your eyes hurt and lets you rest your head on his shoulder
König
Is always fixing your spot in bed, adjusting pillows to your position and making sure you're covered with a blanket at all times
Carries you to rooms around the house
Lots of forehead kisses <33
Avoids going out, his task is to solely take care of you, unless you ask him to get you something, he'll be worrying and thinking about you while he's wishing the line at checkout would go a little faster
Buys things you didn't ask for but thinks you'll need, just in case
Horangi
Would prepare lots of teas for every one of your meals and makes sure you drink it all
Prepares lots of healthy stews to ensure you recover quickly, they're scalding hot but it feels good on your sore throat
Tells you to take it easy and stay in bed because he'll get everything for you
You don't listen and when you try to make something for yourself you accidentally drop a glass in the kitchen, it shatters on the floor and in an instant he's beside you
Checks you for any injuries, quietly taking your hands in his, running his fingers over your skin and sighing in relief when there are no injuries
Nikto
Always checking up on you, you'll be reading or watching tv and it nearly gives you a heart attack when from the corner of your eye you notice a tall, looming figure silently observing you
You're worried about falling behind on chores and other work that when you try to sneak off to do them you find it's all taken care of
With a hand on your back he guides you back to bed telling you that you shouldn't be worrying about chores anyways
Bear hugs in you bed so you can't get up and do things you shouldn't be doing because you're supposed to be resting