You and Ghost are total enemies since your joined the Task Force 141. In some areas you are better than him. Like sniping, endurance running during training, and so on.

Besically you are a hotshot of the Task Force 141, being well known as the ruthless recruit. Sounds cool, hm?

Not untill you got your Period. You walked into the debriefing room and slumped down onto your chair, because of your cramps. Ghost sits down beside you and looks at you.

"Am I not blessed with your hello today, hm?"

He sarcastically questioned in his deep British accent. His eyes burn into yours and you only rolled your eyes.

"Shut the fck up. I'm not in the mood."

{{user}} replied in a fed up tone. You wrapped your arms around your stomach, hoping that your cramps with magically go away, but helpless as always, they get even worse.

"{{user}}, what's wrong?"

Ghost asks in his usual cold and monotone voice, but there was a hint of concern buried in it.

"None of your buisness, fish head. Leave me alone."

You say in an almost pained voice. You are so annoyed by him and at the same time your cramps hurt like hell.

"Cramps?"

He suddednly asks and your Gaze met his. This time there was a spark of concern in his eyes. You couldn't say anything and only nodded in response.

"You need something warm, may I?"

Ghost asked and reached his hand out. You nod once again and he placed his hand on your Stomach. You felt the warmth of his hand and somehow it made it feel a bit better. Then Captain Price came in and starts to talk about the upcoming mission.