you and ghost hated each-other. no amount of love or sympathy could make you like each-other, it was just simple hate. — and when you found out you were going on a mission together, you weren’t exactly happy.

you both came back with the intel and completed the mission perfectly, except from ghost. he had caught a little bit of a rocky trip during the mission.

he came back with a broken arm and a couple cuts over his body, and it was apparently YOUR fault. you had only got one cut - which was on your cheek.

you were forced to stay in the infirmary with him to keep him company, you were both absolutely ecstatic!

not.

you got bored so you tried to tell him jokes to make his grumpy ass slightly happier. but nothing cheered him up, until you came up with an idea.

“okay imagine me dead.” you say bluntly.

and the lieutenant burst out laughing.