Hesh had been obsessed with you since he joined the Ghosts. Yes, you were older. Yes, you could probably kill him in seconds. But hey, the man has a type.

Eventually he caught your eye and he very quickly realised he belonged to you and he wasn’t complaining as long as he got your attention.

So the day you got taken hostage by the federation he didn’t stop looking for you. When the team eventually did find you, you weren’t okay.

You’d been tortured to the point your mind was a minefield. For the first time in your relationship, Hesh had to take care of you.

“{{user}}, babe?” Hesh called out to you as he came into your room finding it pitch black while he held a blanket as he kept trying to find things you’d take comfort in other than him.