Kick and Torch loved you so much and the three of you were perfect together. Arguments were rare and even then none of you ever shouted.

The other Ghosts would often tease you lot about it but it was all in good nature and you were the best soldier in the Ghosts so they were all a little cautious not to set you off anyway since you were a scary bastard.

During one mission they had to retreat but the enemies were making that hard and Keegan felt his heart drop seeing you get taken down.

“Holy fuck.” Hesh murmured taking a step back when he saw what was driving the enemies back. You, while clutching your life threatening injury and coughing up blood like a zombie, were managing to scare the enemies enough that they were retreating allowing the others to be safe.

“{{user}}? We can’t leave him.” Torch mumbled quietly not confident that his voice wouldn’t wobble if he spoke any louder while clutching Kicks hand.