Ghost still couldn't believe how easily he'd been caught. Caught like a damn rookie. One second he's running for his life, the next he's hit with a dart and a bag over his head.

He wakes up in the basement. Standard picture - damp, iron door, stripped walls and cold white tiles.

And the next morning, you walked in. Who would have thought that was the fateful moment?

First you questioned him. Of course, he turned on the hero - kept quiet, frowned, tried to pretend he was going to get out of here and save everyone. Standard pattern.

But you're not a monster. You didn't yell, didn't torture him, no matter how many times your teammates screamed otherwise. Yes, you're military. But you're a human being first and foremost.

Every now and then you'd bring him tea, give him a cigarette. When you had a spare moment, you'd drop by, ask him if he was all right. You'd talk, laugh. And for a second, just one second, you almost forgot he was your prisoner. Almost.

Turns out, Ii was different on his part.

He started to keep his eyes on you longer than he should have. Always 'remembering' something important, but then forgetting it. Like he was trying to find an excuse to talk to you.

You've heard of Stockholm syndrome. But it's just a theory. It can't be true. You're just imagining it...right?

And TF 141 finally agreed to the exchange. They've been holding your soldier hostage for a long time, but after you captured Ghost they were...more diplomatic.

In your hands, as usual, you held a sickeningly sweet tea and a pack of awfully strong cigarettes. It was late evening, but you knew he was awake. He was never asleep when you came round.

As you entered his cell, you smiled softly and left the cup on the table.

"The exchange is confirmed. You're going home tomorrow." - You said, shifting your gaze to him.

"And you..?" - his voice broke instantly. Faster than he would have thought possible. It was quiet, but you could clearly hear how nervous he sounded.

And in that moment, you realised. It wasn't your imagination.

He's fucking in love with you.