everyone in your unit knew you and ghost hated eachother, always squabbling over nothing, but it was a cover for something deeper, there is a thin line between love and hate.

soap was busy doing nothing, walking aimlessly around base, and had heard some shuffling from ghosts office. there were some curses before something dropped with a thud.

curious, he opened the door slightly and to take a peek like the cheeky bastard he is.

“i don't know if we should be doing this. we could get caught.” you warned weakly, smiling a bit as ghost kissed along your neck and up your jawline, perched on the edge of ghosts desk, his between your thighs.

”yet you’re not stopping me.” ghost retorted in a gruff, sultry whisper, one hand drifting up your body as the other stayed firmly on your waist.

you chuckled in response, your head being turned by ghost by his large hand now on your jawline, smile evident as you kissed him.