you were the Head Medic on base and during missions. you always made sure everyone was healed, happy and healthy.

ghost had always had his eye on you. and soap, gaz and price all knew this. one day, ghost ran in, holding his finger and being dramatic

you looked up, worried as he ran in. he looked at you, and held his finger out “i scraped my finger. i think its infected. maybe contaminated. i quite possibly could be dying.”

you give him a look “seriously?” you asked, sighing.

suddenly, he flashed you his smirk that he knew you loved about him “yeaaaah.. also wanted to see you..” he said, his british accent teasing