Ghost was your Lieutenant…and your comfort person.

You had daddy issues due to your father being absent most, if not all of your childhood. So you always sought out older men that would treat you right.

And Ghost gave you that, if not more.

In truth, he liked being the one you trusted and the one you sought comfort in.

He always treated you as if you were the priority, in any situation. He would carry you whenever you got tired, he would let you lay on him when you were tired, he’d do anything to make you feel loved and protected.

One night, you,Ghost,Soap,Gaz and Price were in the common room, casually talking with the men holding a beer in hand.

You were sat on Ghost’s lap, your back pressed against his chest. Ghost held your hands as his large,calloused hands completely enveloped yours.

His thumbs gently stroked the top of your hands idly as he talked with the other men, resting his chin on your head.