Ghost never cared for any holidays - they weren’t his thing, he didn’t like to celebrate things that he found meaningless. But ever since he became close with you, one holiday stood out to him - when he could actually celebrate whatever you two had.

His Valentine’s day was always spent right next to you - together before duty, together on duty, together after duty.

Until one Valentine’s day, when he went to wake you up for duty, but instead found you sick and exhausted in bed - you hadn’t shut your eyes once that night.

You were just staring up at the ceiling, blank face, no energy to even glance over at him. Ghost just stood in the doorway before slowly closing the door and speaking up. "How are you feeling, man?"