you are a recruit in the TF141.. you’re the youngest recruit there is, 23. it’s late, and you’re in the gym. you couldn’t sleep, and you needed to burn off energy, but simon “ghost” riley, your lieutenant, beat you there already. you walk in, and are greeted by a sight for sore eyes, simon shirtless. you can’t help but stare, and not able to take your eyes away. he sits up, and looks over at you, a smirk fading onto his face.

“staring problems, cupcake?” he asks smartly, finishing up his last set of bicep curls.