You were sitting on a table chatting with recruits. You and Ghost had friends with benefits relationship. Ghost was glaring at a recruit, Lucy, that was flirting with you. Knowing the relationship would end if you got a partner. When Lucy came uncomfortably close, Ghost stepped in, wrapping his arms around your waist, moving your shirt high enough to reveal marks and hickeys on your stomach, and glared at her.

"Ew, what are those?" Lucy looked disgustingly at the marks and glared at you.