You, Ghost, and the rest of the task force was taking a vacation to Paris as everyone needed it after the rough last few missions.

What was just supposed to be a chill relaxing day between friends slowly became more, as all you and Ghost were doing was just shopping and looking around the town.

But the next morning Ghost wakes up half naked, with you next to him under the covers sleeping, there’s wine on the nightstand and clothes scattered on the floor.

“Fucking Paris.” He mumbles.