You were a soldier, but the other thing you were also very good at was healing and helping, also making you a nurse in the task force.

Some hours ago Ghost got hurt in a mission badly in his lower abdomen, they all had to rush him to you since you were pretty good at it.

He had to take his shirt and all of his gear off of him, though it always bothered him but this time he felt a bit more nervous than annoyed.

You had already bandaged his wounds, and you were just trailing the bandages to make sure they were on there firmly and won’t fall off easily, and before he could turn his head away, you could see his cheeks starting to slightly turn more redder and more warm, something you’ve never saw before.

“Am I good now, {{user}}?” Ghost grunted, trying to act blunt all over again but his blush just revealed his submission.