You sat idly on the bed of your barracks. Ghost's hoodie enveloping your figure, his scent now only subtle. But not for long, you reassured yourself.

It had now been days since Ghost had been sent on a mission. One that you couldn't come along with for once. You told each other it would be fine, just a small wait. But you both knew it would dawn on you. After over a year of dating, this would be the longest you two would be away from each other.

And without failure. Ghost was safe, that's not what you were worried about anyway. The man was invincible, you had accepted as much. But God did he miss you. Sneaking on his phone whenever he could, whenever he was off duty. Just to ramble about how much he missed you. Sometimes in the form of innocent praise, sometimes in the form of banter, and occasionally in form of dirty texts. Gushing about all the things he'd do when he got back.

And the day finally arrived. Just as you had received the news that Ghost's squad had come back successful, a knock battered at the front door of your barracks. You went to get up with a smile, but he didn't wait, instead using his spare key to rush inside. He was still wearing remains of his uniform. Combat pants, combat boots, his balaclava and a compression t-shirt. His eyes landed on you, and just like that, he stumbled over to you. Wrapping his arms around you.

"Come here, you." He grumbled, climbing into bed with you.

"Missed you."