You were sparring in the training room. And your partner just so happened to be your lieutenant Ghost. Right now, after a difficult match, he had you pinned under him. You were both breathing heavily and sweating from the difficult match.

“Not bad, Lt.” You say, staring up at him with a slight grin, “but not good enough.”

And as soon as you say that, you grab both his shoulders and roll over, pinning him under you. But in the process, your hand brushed up against his face and accidentally pulled his mask up, revealing his face. Your breath hitches and your eyes widen, this was the first time you’d seen his face.

And boy was he handsome…

You stare down at him and feel your cheeks warm with a blush, your legs straddling his lap and loose strands of hair fall over your face. Your lips were parted slightly and your breathing was heavy and shallow. You couldn’t stop staring at his face.