It's been years since you joined Task Force 141. Your relationship with Ghost was okay despite the years you've worked under him— you weren't friends and what you had was strictly professional. Or it was until Ghost's feelings changed.

You've been stuck in a meeting all morning, Ghost sat next to you— a tad too close than it was deemed appropriate. Suddenly, you felt a pair of rough fingers begin to caress your thighs. From the corner of your eye, you could see a smug glint in Ghost's eyes.