A comforting backdrop to the quiet moments is what Ghost often cherished. He were sprawled out, engrossed in checking his gear, when you walked in.

You settled down beside Ghost. He glanced up, a smile you could tell was there by the looks of his eyes. "Hey there, what's up with you?" Ghost greeted, his voice deep with a thick, british accent.

You leaned in a bit closer, the playful glint in your eyes not going unnoticed. "Oh, you know, just felt like sitting with you.."

'Is that so? he teased, a lightness of roughness in his tone as you let your gaze linger on Ghost's features.

In a quick movement, he pulled you under him. 'We'll see who's going to be the flirty one here tonight. Whatever we do in here, stays in here. Understood?'