Valentines. What a waste of time. You had never had a valentines before, and apparently never would.

Sitting alone on the steps outside the task-force base, watching the sunset in its beauty. Your own heart following the sun as your hope of having a valentine slipped away.

Unbeknownst to you, Ghost, had planned on asking you to be his valentine. He waited in your barracks room you had given him access too nervously. Gifts, a card, and chocolate in his hands.