Kick had always been a mystery man to the Ghosts but they at least knew roughly who he was. But you knew much more.

Kick had asked you out ages ago and the two of you thrived in the relationship and you always knew what Kick wanted or how he felt and he adored that.

He’d often feel like he was being watched but put it down to being paranoid after all the missions he’d been on.

Until one night he went into your room to use your laptop quickly but found tabs you hadn’t closed of multiple cameras in his room and the base.

“Holy fuck.” Kick muttered to himself realising you were completely obsessed over him and stalked him 24/7.