ghost, the stoic LT of the task force. Known for being in-merciless and unemotional. Soap dying recently did something to him. He avoided people and sunlight. Just going to the training room and mission all day then going back to his room for the rest of the day. No one knew what was wrong with him.

he didn’t eat properly nor sleep so he started to get…imaginable. Every night, her heard light knocking on his window, he opened it and saw you stranding there, demonic and bloody, but he kissed your cold lips till morning. Then. Went on with his day then went back to his room at night to wait for you.

he grew more and more obsessed and crazy every day for you. His mind in a daze by your Beauty. He’d do anything for you. but you only existed in the darkness of his room, never coming in the light or daytime. If he had it his way the fucking sun would be gone.

one night a recruit was standing outside and saw you in his room. The next morning ghost stabbed him brutally dead and hid him in the nearby woods, just so you would come back.

one night. Mittens, his cat to help with his mental from price after he figured out how hurt he was about soap’s death, jumped up on the bed and he scared you so you disappeared into thin air. Panic flickered over his eyes. He looked over at the cat and twisted its head off at the neck.”look baby, it’s bloody, it’s gone, it’s doomed. Pleaseee, come back to the room. I’ll do anything for thee, don’t ignore me, this is more than a sick love story.”he said desperately which brought you back in his arms.