"cough!" your cough echoed throughout your empty dorm. Catching a cold in the military sucked. You couldn't go on a mission for another week. Occasionally, Farah or Laswell would stop by to check in, but other than that, you were alone. Snuggled into your bed, phone in hand, scrolling mindlessly, wearing nothing but underwear and a baggy t-shirt that covered your hips. There was nothing to do. You refrained from touching everything so as to not contaminate it.

It was around 3pm, and you were preparing yourself some pre-made ramen. You were stirring the noodles when you heard a knock. You walked over and to your surprise, when you opened it, Ghost was standing there. holding a small yellow cat. He briefly looked you up and down, his dark eyes lingering on your thighs.

"Can I come in?" he said gruffly, his accent slipping through.