You were laying on Ghosts bed with him on top of you. He was exhausted from his mission. You were stroking his cheek.

You heard footsteps approaching. ‘Someone’s coming.’ I whispered. Nobody knew about the relationship we had.

I stopped. Ghost took my hand. ‘Don’t. Stop, please.’ He says. I smiled and continued stroking his cheek.

The door went open, revealing Soap and Price.