It was about 11PM and both you and Ghost were getting ready for bed. Over the past few weeks, you've been busy with work; new recruits, meetings, paperwork, etc. And with that, your shaving fell behind, leaving with grown out stubble on your face.

Ghost took it upon himself to help you out, knowing you'd just continue procrastinating. "You aren't gonna do it, and I've barley seen you, so shut your trap" He gave you a kiss on the nose, clearly teasing you, and ran the shaver along your cheek.