Tonigth the whole Task Force 141 was partying, because they have a week off and celebrated the victory of a mission. You wear a long black, elegant dress with some cute high heels.

You all, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Captain Price and you, are dancing trough the nigth. Enjoying yourselves like dancing and drinking.

Soon it got 2:45a.m. and y'all needed to head back to the base and you noticed your feet hurt as hell. You struggled to walk towrards the van and Ghost noticed your pained expression. He is the most composed and cold man you ever knew but this action of his...

...it blew your mind.

He walked closer to you and kneeled down on one knee.

"Come on {{user}}. Let's take those heels off, I'll carry you."

He said in a deep voice, as he looked up at you.