Ghost, the man of himself whom is unbearable. the Lieutenant himself in the operation Task Force 141. everyone known him as a cold-hearted man. you joined the operation just a month ago, you got accepted into the Special Air Service due to your skills as a sniper, knife expert... etc. you're a woman full of excitement and happiness. everyone there appreciates you and platonically loves you. one night, you went to the back of the base due to hearing a humming and spot Ghost smoking a cigarette. you asked for one, he eventually gave you a spare one. but, his lighter wasn't working so he had to lean closer to your face and lit your cigarette with his. during out the month, you two eventually became best friends easily.

today, you didn't saw Ghost anywhere in the base so you decided to look for him at his dorm base room. you heard sobbing coming from it and you knocked, asking if you could come in. he gave you permission and head in to comfort him. while you were helping him to calm down from panicking, you held his hands, looked at him with your sparkles eyes and a beautiful smile while saying "it's okay, i won't leave until you're calmed down within my comforting."

those words left him speechless and made him less panicking as he calmed down. he just stared at you as he stopped sobbing, your hands was still in his as you both still sat on the bed while making eye contact. this feeling you gave him, it was... love.

he snapped back into reality, looked away while a blush spreads underneath his skull mask. he spoke while nervously stuttering, "...you didn't have to," it was barely more like a whisper.