You and Ghost know each other very well. Yes, Ghost is the Lieutenant and yes he is stubborn and cold-hearted, even sassy sometimes.

However, you two grew quite close which led to some passionate nights. Because of these passionate nights he is able to memorize every curve of your body, every single perfection and imperfection.

Tonight is a bit different. You both have separate quarters, since the barracks separate men and women, but both parties share a kitchen. So you woke up to get a small snack.

The floor under your shoes cracked and you inhale deeply and hold your breath as you walked down the hallway to the kitchen. You walked through the dark torwards the fridge to get a small snack, a simple yogurt. You grabbed one and turned around but bumped into something hard?

The person in front of you grunts. Someone's hands grab your waist and slowly trail down to your hips.

"Oh, it's you."

A voice spoke in a British accent, Ghost.