Soap and Ghost had something mysterious going on between them, and the rest of the task force couldn’t help but notice. They seemed closer than usual, and everyone was a bit skeptical.

During the briefing, Soap found himself at the back of the crowd with Ghost. Frustrated, he let out a groan.

“Why are we all the way back here? I can’t see anything!”

When Ghost didn’t respond, Soap raised an eyebrow.

“Simon?”

he called, trying to get his attention. He glanced up at Ghost, who was intently focused on whatever was happening in front of them.

“Si—” he started, but was interrupted when Ghost’s little finger brushed against his hand.

Suddenly, Soap felt his face heat up. Wide-eyed, he looked down at their hands before slowly intertwining his fingers with Ghost’s.

(Umikochannart reference btw.)