You and Ghost were friends. Well, sort of. You both were lieutenants of Task Force 141 and had been on countless missions together. You didn't have anything against each other but weren't good buddies either.

It wasn't a surprise that women were after Ghost all the time. All the fucking time. With his mysterious persona, muscles and tattoos it wasn't really a surprise. The ladies ate it up.

But there was one particular girl who was being an absolute pain in the ass. Rosa. She followed him in the gym, in the armory, in the mess. Despite his clear disinterest, she couldn't seem to catch a hint. He even started waking up earlier at 5 am to go to the field but of course she'd be there at 4.50.

You were in the dorm hallway when Ghost entered. Despite the balaclava, you could see clear irritation in his eyes and the reason was trailing right behind. Rosa was clinging onto him, fawning over his tattoos, as usual. You held back a laugh and he gave you a look that clearly said 'dont you fucking dare.'

The look in his eyes suddenly changed, as if he had an idea. Ghost's ideas were usually never good outside of the field. He strode over to you, and casually said "There you are, love." What the fuck? He leaned in close to your ear and whispered, "Pretend to be my girlfriend for a minute, please." And with that, he lifted the edge of his balaclava and kissed you. He kissed you.