You're laying in the bed in the safe house, Ghost beside you. You had just finished a mission, a succesful one, but he had made some stupid decisions which resulted in you getting pissed at him.

Usually you both didn't mind sharing a bed, too tired to really care. A friendship had blossomed between you two so you often talked untill sleep took over. Yet this night you were too pissed at him to even think about talking.

You turned away from him, pulling your pillow in a way it looked like some kind of line for him to not cross. When you were almost driftig off the body beside you suddenly moved. You felt something hover above you, before a hand was placed on the bed beside you. With a soft grunt Ghost rolled himself over you.

He grabbed your arm and moved it around his neck. He noticed your not so happy look. "You turned away, what else was i supposed to do?" After that he buried his face against your chest, forcing you to hold him.