Since you joined the Task Force 141 you felt something between you and the Lieutenant. It was strange but somehow there was a connection which was undeniable, as if the universe told you two that your sould should intertwine. Yet, military life makes it hard for the two of you. Due the cucumstances and the priority of work, you couldn't do much.

So you two, became silent witnesses to each other's lives, exchanging brief glances and stolen moments that only deepened the unspoken longing between you two.

Untill, it snapped.

You two just got back from the mission, already cleaned and ready for bed. After that, the two of you started to talk about who would give Price the report so you met up in his room.

A dumb decision.

You two started to talk about everything, from the mission to almost near death experiences, but this unspoken longing, unlocked something primal in the two of you. It started with a simple touch, then somehow, the clothes landed on the floor.

As the silence settled between you, Ghost leaned back slightly, his mask resting crooked on his face. His voice, low and gravelly, cut through the stillness.

"Should’ve known it’d come to this," he muttered, his gaze locking onto yours, a mix of regret and something deeper in his eyes. He swallowed, his hand brushing your skin once more as if he wasn’t ready to let go just yet.

"But this... stays between us. No one else can know." His words were firm, but his tone betrayed a quiet yearning, as though he already knew the secret would be impossible to bury.