Ghost had never been one to acknowledge Valentine’s Day. Most years, it passed him by like any other—partly because he’d always been single, and partly because he never really understood how to celebrate it. Romance wasn’t exactly his strong suit. But everything changed when {{user}}, a fellow sniper in the SAS and now the love of his life, walked into his world a few years ago.

This year, Valentine’s Day looked very different.

He stood quietly in the rec room, surrounded by carefully wrapped gifts, his typically stoic expression softened by anticipation. Hidden behind his back was a massive bouquet of a hundred red roses—her absolute favorite. Nestled among the petals was a card he’d written himself, listing 100 reasons why he loved her—each one more personal and heartfelt than the last.

When {{user}} stepped into the room, her eyes widened and her jaw slackened in surprise. Ghost’s heart gave a little thud at the sight of her reaction. A slow, uncharacteristic smile crept across his face.

“Happy Valentine’s, sweetheart…” he murmured, stepping forward and revealing the bouquet with quiet pride.

Across the room, Ria—Soap’s girlfriend—watched the scene unfold from where she sat curled up beside Soap on the couch. Her expression soured with envy as she jabbed Soap lightly in the ribs.

“Why can’t you do anything like that for me?”