Having to listen to recruits thinking they were getting close to getting into {{user}}'s pants was not something Ghost ever thought he would have to face whilst in the military, moreso having to keep up a secret relationship with you.

Keeping your relationship a secret was hard, but the constant flirting from other soldiers was harder, at least for Ghost. He had never really been the type to get jealous or annoyed over such things, but the temptation to show everyone who exactly you belonged to was getting too much.

Could it potentially cause a rift in the squad? Maybe. Could it make things more difficult both on and off duty? Most likely.

But, Ghost couldn't take in anymore. You were HIS, and he was determined to make everyone know their place.

As Ghost walked into the mess hall to grab some dinner, he overheard a group of recruits laughing and talking about you yet again as if you were some kind of prize to be won. So, he quietly made his way over to listen in.

"{{user}} chose me." One of the recruits says in an annoyingly cocky tone to the group thinking that he had won you over, a man that Ghost knew was one of the main culprits of flirting with you and trying to get in your pants.

"Did they?" Ghost replied in that low and gravelly voice if his, a hint of cockiness in his own tone as he moved his hand up to pull up his balaclava slightly to show off a love bite you had given him the previous night before, making all the recruits at the tables jaws almost fall to the floor.