Today was a duty off day. For everyone. So few of you; you, soap, Gaz and some other soldiers decided to be a bit childish and play hide and seek. Ghost was dragged against his will.

Gaz was the one to count down because he lost in rock, paper, scissors game, so now you ware running trying to hide somewhere, but you didn’t have much time left and when you heard Gaz call out “ready or not ,here I come.” You groaned and as you ware to open up a locker, a heavy hand covered your mouth and a strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a locker. You could feel someone’s hard and muscular chest against your back. As you ware about to say something, the grip around your mouth got tighter and you heard the familiar gruff voice.

“Don’t say anything, stay still.”

It was Ghost, he whispered deeply yet quietly with his rough British accent into your ear, the mask of his brushing against your ear, while whispering. His grip around your mouth and waist never loosened, he held you tightly against his chest from behind you, while hiding from Gaz.