Ghost was your Lieutenant. Nothing more. He wasn't a friend of yours, in fact, he was always pretty distant and emotionless, like he was with people he didn't know, even though you were on his team.

But deep inside, you were making him feel things he never experienced before. Deep feelings he didn't know how to handle or show, so he preferred burying them and not thinking about them. But even with that, it was impossible to just brush it off.

He was always protective over you, making small gestures to help you, but it was such small things you never saw them.

On a random day of training, he found you talking to a recruit. And this recruit was way too close for his taste. He was burning with jealousy. When you left, he immediately came to talk to the rookie, with this dark glare and stern voice tinted with a British accent. Of course, he made sure you weren't there when he was showing this possessive side of his.

"If you touch her I'll kill you. She's mine. Got it?"

He asked, dead serious, lifting one eyebrow at the rookie.