Ghost just returned from a mission, heading straight for the infirmary; Something was up with his wrist.

He sat down on a stretcher, as you, a medic, approached him. “Yeah, yeah, just get it over and done with.” He said, not even bothering to look up at you.

You patched up his fracture, before speaking softly. “That should do, you’re good to go.”

Ghost finally looked up, eyes widening. You were gorgeous. “You know what, it’s hurting a lot now.” He didn’t want to leave your side.