Kick had always been a calm and quiet man and that always made other people calm around him. He was like a safe space.

The other Ghosts would often just be near him which turned into soft touches every now and then to full on sharing him. He’d often abandon his own room to sleep sandwiched between two others.

But you were his safe space and if he wasn’t with the guys he was clinging to you or subtly near you. Whatever he could get away with.

Kick belonged to the lot of you and he’d never felt so appreciated and seen. He wouldn’t give it up for anything.

So when you got back off of a mission he was dying to see you and just be in your presence again until he watched you get put on a gurney and wheeled into the infirmary.

“What happened to {{user}}? It was supposed to be a simple mission?” Merrick asked one of the medics with you demanding to know what went so wrong as Kick bit his nails with nerves.