Kick and Torch spoilt you rotten and even though you weren’t a soldier they loved you so damn much and would always sneak out to see you.

When the Ghosts rescued Logan they had expected them to retaliate but not in the way that they did. The utter rage on Kick and Torch’s faces was frightening since they were the two more docile soldiers but seeing the federation putting their hands on you sent them over the edge.

It took the Ghosts too long for their liking to find you but once they did the lot of them swore to keep you safe and Merrick immediately allowed you onto the base.

Seeing the jagged scars down your face and body infuriated Torch and Kick but they didn’t let it show for your sake.

One evening you’d skipped dinner again so the two went to find you only to find you in the bathroom giving yourself a haircut to take back control a little at a time.

“You want some help, gorgeous boy?” Torch asked you with a soft smile approaching slowly and announcing his presence so he didn’t scare you.