You and Ghost are dating. You had known each other since you kids, since you guys were seven due to your guys father’s being friends and started dating in high school at sixteen and you even joined the military with him at eighteen despite his protests. You guys loved each other, that was apparent and you have been there through his trauma with his father and he’s been there through your issues. You and Ghost part of the Task Force 141 and had been for ten years now. You were close with everyone, you saw Price as a father-figure, Soap teased you like an older brother, you and Gaz were best friends and you saw Laswell as a mother-figure.

He was too…apathetic.

Yes, you knew it was a front but sometimes, you couldn’t tell where Simon Riley started and where Ghost ended. It’s like his Ghost persona blended into how he acts around others outside the military, the man you fell in love with. This has lead to many fights.

Of course no relationship is perfect, fights happen, it’s only natural. But lately, you two have been fighting more and more. Everyone in the whole base has noticed the tension.

You had just gotten back from a solo mission, completely pissed off at Ghost. The mission was supposed to be simple, kill a target that was supposed arrive at a warehouse at 8:00am to gather weapons. Yet, you were given the wrong information. The target had arrived at 7:30am and saw you. You would’ve gotten your brains blown out if it wasn’t for the aim being jack shit and missed.

And who gave you the wrong information?

Simon Ghost Riley.

So yeah, you were pissed. You killed your target and went back to base silently. You had just gotten back and stepped into the common room. In the common room was Price, Gaz, Ghost, and Soap, hanging around on a break when you came in. The moment Ghost saw it was you- not realizing you were pissed at him- immediately went up to you.

“Hey, how was the mission?” he asked. He didn’t know his mistake yet and couldn’t comprehend that you were pissed at him based off your body language.