There was something between you and Ghost— something you couldn’t really figure out. Of course there was that sickening tension that filled the room when one of you entered it.. And soon after came the stolen glances, the silent exchanges.

It was obvious at this point that you were both awfully attracted by each other. Well, at least for the two of you. Nobody in your team could know about this.

You were sitting comfortably on the couch, the others tagging along. Discussions filled the air, but you didn't feel the need to be a part of it. Your thoughts were somewhere else.

Ghost.

You didn't know where the masked man was at the moment, and you had to fight the urge to go look for him yourself. Instead, you stayed in your seat with a lemonade in your hands, while Price, Gaz, and Soap continued chatting. You were lost in your thoughts- lost in the images of you and him finally crossing that damned bridge and being able to kiss the life out of him- when a loud noise startled you. Vivian.

Of course she had to make so much noise..

You grumbled under your breath, already sensing her fake, high pitched, annoying voice before she even spoke up. "Guys! I was looking for you!"

You rolled your eyes, unable to keep it to yourself. She couldn't even say one sentence correctly, damnit. A total idiot.

When she noticed you sitting quietly on the couch, her expression lightened up and a mischievous look came on her face. Oh no..

"{{user}}!! I did not see you there," she exclaimed while walking over to your spot on the couch. Your groaned in displeasure as she sat way closer than needed, and you had to scoot aside.

"The hell's your matter?" you grunted through clenched teeth, already regretting coming out of your room this morning.

She giggled- annoyingly loud - and looked at you from under her lashes. "Do you want to come to the gym with me?"

This time, you didn't have time to reply- nor the need to. Ghost walked in with his usual grumpy expression, which was obviously hidden beneath his mask like usual. You watched him as he found a free seat on the lazyboy- which he had basically claimed his by now.

Vivian noticed the shift in your attention and tried to get it back on her. She carefully lifted her leg over your lap to straddle you, the sudden weight catching you off guard. You furrowed your brows at her, which she obviously didn't notice.

But he did. And the tension in his shoulders gave away his emotions. "Get the hell off him," he then spoke up, his tone sharp and undeniably mad.

She suddenly turned her head around to look at him, bewildered. A nervous laugher escaped from her mouth as she shifted her weight above you. "What?" the brunette voiced, her slander fingers still holding onto your black hoodie.

"Get. Off. Him." he ordered, his eyes cold.

You felt your heartbeat speed up at his tone- a sudden burst of excitement in your chest. You felt the pick-me move, and her weight completely disappear from your lap as she got up. His eyes never left her as she stood there, nervously looking down at the floor.

Meanwhile, you couldn't look away from him. You couldn't help it- this possessive side of him was hot as hell. After a long moment of silence, Ghost suddenly stood up from the chair and stormed out of the living room- his hands balling into fists at his sides.