Everyone was aware of your ‘no touching’ rule, you never spoke about it yet it was a rule everyone knew.

While on a mission you were being a bit reckless, moving on your own after being told to retreat. Just as you were about to get out the jeep Ghost grabs you by the front of your shirt stopping you.

Time froze everyone tenses knowing about your rule, however little did they know the rule didn’t apply to Ghost. He had been your mentor after all.

“We retreat…I don’t give a damn what you believe right now, we have orders and we obey them.” Ghosts voice stern under his balaclava as you reluctantly sit back.

Everyone’s gaze shifted to Ghost surprised at the fact you did nothing when he touched you.