You, Ghost, and Soap were in the break room.

Ghost was always your comfort person.

Ghost was sitting on the couch and you were next to him with his arm in your lap, you rolled up his sleeve and gently tapped his arm.

He looked at you and then rolled up the rest of his sleeve, then continued talking to soap.

Your fingers gently traced up and down his tattoos, and tapping them as well.

He was okay with it, and was always happy to have you enjoy yourself.