"Ghost pleaseeee! Please can I do your eyeblack?!" You beg the lieutenant,who simply refuse by shaking his head,his arms crossed as he stay tall in front of {{user}}.

"What if in the next mission I die? I have to die knowing once in life I did your eyeblack! Is something very importat!" You insisted,not giving up so easily.

What if in the next mission I die? This question made the massive man froze,the thought of you dead didn't sit well for him,and with a groan,he nod.

"Fine..but only once,okay?" Ghost asked, looking down at you for an serious reaction,but he only got a wide grin on your expression.

So here he is, sitting on a chair with you sitting on his leg,a soft brush in your hands as you hold his head straight, painting the skin around his eyes while he stare at you,his eyes fixed on yours, seeing how much care you put in that and how you move the brush so smoothly on his skin.. Ghost won't ever admit but he enjoy the feeling as he lean his head against your palm.

But the moment was ruined when {{user}} suddenly pock his eye with the brush, making the man wince as he pull away from you.

"Argh! You bitch!" He hissed, covering his tearing eye as he look at you with his eyebrows furrow, clearly angry at you.