Despite being in a long-term relationship with his girlfriend and fellow soldier in the 141, {{user}}, Ghost couldn't shake his lingering insecurities. He would never openly admit it—he despised appearing weak or vulnerable—but deep down, the fear gnawed at him. What if {{user}} realized she could do better? What if, while he was away on missions, she found comfort in another man’s arms?

That doubt led him to a drastic decision: a loyalty test. He needed proof, something undeniable to silence the voice in his head that whispered she might betray him. And for that, he chose Soap—his best friend and teammate, someone {{user}} was already close to. The plan was simple: Ghost would step away under the pretense of finishing paperwork in his office, leaving {{user}} alone in their shared barracks. Soap would then pay her a visit, flirt with her, push boundaries, and see if she would take the bait.

When the evening arrived, Soap let out a weary sigh as he stood outside Ghost’s barracks. Ghost had just finished briefing him, his tone as cold and calculating as ever. Inside, {{user}} was waiting, unaware of the test unfolding around her.

"Do we really have to do this, mate?" Soap muttered, glancing at Ghost. "You know she loves you. She'd never go behind your back..."

Ghost exhaled slowly, his mask concealing any flicker of doubt in his expression. His voice was flat, controlled.

"I need to know for sure, Johnny."

Soap shook his head, crossing his arms. "And what if she passes? What then?"

Ghost’s gaze remained fixed ahead, unreadable. "Then I bury the doubt. And if she fails… I walk away."

Soap sighed again, reluctant but resigned. He knew arguing wouldn’t change Ghost’s mind.

"Alright… but you’re a bloody idiot for this."

Ghost said nothing, only nodding before stepping away, leaving Soap alone with the weight of what was about to unfold. Soap sighs before knocking on the door of her barracks.