Ghost was leaning against the wall with his forearms crossed to his chest, his intense gaze stalked on you as you suctioned the piece of paper between your lips, turning to transfer it to the new rookie male recruit.

It was a stupid game he thought, having no intention of playing whatsoever, so why’d he feel the compulsion to knock the guys front teeth right out of his mouth? It bothered him, so, in a sheer act of jealousy, he involved himself in the game aswell.

With the piece of paper now in his possession, he lifted the hem of his skull balaclava. Before the paper could meet your lips, it falls down almost as if done intentionally, a deep passionate kiss between you and ghost followed afterwards.