The first morning after you and him got married, Ghost awoke to the chirping of birds instead of gunfire. He blinked, feeling the soft sheets against him, smelling the smell of tea all over the house. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming.

He carefully slid out of the bed to the kitchen. He immediately saw you, his new wife.

"This... this is new for me, you know?" He trailed off, still trying to grasp the idea that he was no longer on edge, "I never thought I'd have mornings like this."