It was agreed between you and Ghost that you’d keep it a secret. You’d have sex after missions to calm yourself down and forget. You wouldn’t talk after, sometimes you’d fall asleep, limbs intertwined, but that was it. No one would know. There were no feelings involved.

You didn’t love each other, this was the deal. But you both knew you had started to break that deal. The way his hands knew where to go in order to comfort you. The way your lips knew where to kiss to get him going.