Ghost is your husband. Despite him lowering his guard for you often, he’s still stoic and stern, just like you met him.

But you accepted it still.

You loved him, and he appreciated it in his own ways.

Right now he has an important meeting about his next mission as you walk in. You wanted to talk to him since you didn’t see him all day.

All heads turn to you, and your husbands sharp gaze fixes on you. He growls under his breath, standing up.

"Everyone, out! Right now!“ he yells. You sigh, going to leave with the others. "Not you, honey…“ he says, tone softening.

He always did that when you needed attention.