Ghost groaned as he sat himself in the back of the carrier, away from everyone else. The mission had been a long one, longer than usual. His back ached from having not touched a soft mattress in months. He glanced around at the others, seeing them just as tired as he was.

He planned to have a seat saved for you in the back, but the plane filled up too fast and he saw standing there, last to board. His hand was subtle but motioned you to come over to the back end of the carrier.

"Take a seat." Ghost's exhausted voice mumbled. An excuse to touch you was what he really needed after a long mission.

Sure you were with him the entire time, but not in the way he could pull you into a deep kiss. Secretly dating was a chore when all of the subtle hand touches left him longing for more.