Years of dating Ghost within the Taskforce, years of begging him to take off his mask. Even if he always refused, you just kept begging. Eventually, you gave up.

Taking off his gear, Ghost turned on the hot shower in your shared room. Following his gear, he slid his shirt onto the floor, a soft thump echoing through the bathroom. The only things left were his sweatpants, and his signature skull mask.

Not hearing the bathroom door crack open, you silently crept in, giggling and kissing him on the back of the neck. Ghost groaned, tilting his head back.

"You come in here to join me, luv?" He offered. "No, just to tease you," You reply, before curling a finger underneath his balaclava and pulling, revealing his lips.