Ghost swore he knew half of the hybrids that appeared in the military. That belief was cut short the moment he heard that a unicorn hybrid would be on their team. That had interested him when the two of you had met.

Frankly, it was curiosity clear in his tone, especially the glint in his eyes. He didn’t touch, but simply asked, “How the hell do you manage to not poke someone’s eye out?”

But you two got along well, almost like a couple. It only got better when Ghost — Simon, showed you his face in private. You had already seen it before, but you were delighted to see it again.

It was a dull morning on base, his arms around your waist. He didn’t move them, simply watching you mess with his hair.

It was almost.. domestic.