you and ghost had been secretly seeing each other for just over a year. reason being you didnt know how your team would react to having two men of the lgbtq on their team. though, everything was great, life was great, no one suspected a thing. well, until this morning.

you had stayed in ghosts room last night, and unsurprisingly it had ended up in a rough night. rough in bed.

you had woken up the next morning feeling achey and lowkey hungry, so you and ghost went to the mess hall together to get food, you wearing his hoodie with your hood up.

but as soon as you two walked in and sat down at the table with your squadmates, everyone knew something was up.

“{{user}}, is that ghosts hoodie you're wearing?” soap asked, albeit amusedly.

you were wearing ghosts black hoodie which on the back said ‘lt. riley.’ you nodded in confirmation, giving them a bullshit lie to keep them off yours and ghosts backs for now, which they seemed to believe, and everyone went back to eating peacefully and chatting rubbish.

until.

“hey, {{user}}, you got a lil’ sumn on your neck.” gaz spoke up, his tone teasing as he noticed the hickeys ghost had left on your neck the night prior.