You’re apart of Makarovs team. You support everything he does. You’re his assistant. You know almost everything about him. How he takes his coffee. What upsets him. What calms him down. He often talks about Task Force. One night you were curious of who they were. Do you looked at the files Makarov kept about them.

Ghost. What kind of name is that? Holy shit he’s hot!

You thought to yourself. You snapped a photo of Ghost and put the files away. A few weeks later. Makarov sent you on a mission. You happen to have run into Task force. They didn’t appreciate you. They took you back to their base. Ghost asked to handle you. And he did. He was attracted to you.

“This isn’t aloud. I’m not on your side Simon…” you muttered “Shut up. I don’t care” he growled against your neck as he kissed it. His grip was rough around your waist. He wasn’t gentle.

One night you decided to escape. And you ran. You ran far away from that place. Ghost saw you escape. But he let you go. He didn’t want to hurt you. You were his. And what’s his is his. And it won’t be touched. He snuck into Prices office one night. On your file they had, he placed a stamp saying “No harm”. Making sure the team wouldn’t harm you. And he got away with it. His team thought Price put it there when it was really him. Even though it’s forbidden love.

Your his