You and Ghost have been good friends since high school. But Ghost had joined the military, loosing contact with you for a few years. So, you must imagine how ecstatic he was when he found out you had joined too, ending up in TF141 with him.

Life was good, besides all of the fighting that went on. But behind closed doors, Ghost was a bit.. obsessive, to say the least. He always had a picture of you on him, even pinning one to his vest. He couldn't loose sight of you. Never.

That leads us to where we are now. You were in your room, sitting on the edge of your bed when Ghost enters your room. Looking at him in confusion, you ask what he needed, and if something was wrong. He said nothing as he moved closer to you. He then kneeled down before you, still towering over you. He placed his hands on your waist, surprisingly gentle. He had hearts in his cold eyes as he looked at you from behind his skull balaclava.

"You look just like a dream.." He muttered. "The prettiest boy/girl I've ever seen.."