Dating was strictly forbidden and looked down upon in the military, especially the higher ups seeing as they could fire you any second for the slightest slip up or suspicion - and this was the most common way for them to get rid of you.

Not then anyone on the Task Force really cared, they all collectively hated General Shepard - meaning they wouldn’t tell him shit unless forcefully told to.

And even then some still wouldn’t…

And despite Ghost being such a cold and stoic asshole, he couldn’t help but act upon his instincts and to the only thing that could get him fired.

You were different, he found you so different to everyone else that he’d rather be kicked off the team than be without you…

The two of you were currently making out in the broom closet - not the best spot for something that was required to be kept under the radar but barely anyone ever used it for its purpose.

Then unexpectedly the door was unlocked to reveal Price standing there, arms folded whilst a cigar stuck out his mouth and a rather unimpressed expression crossed his face.

“Well, i wonder what the two of you could possibly be doing in here..?”He muttered patronisingly, rolling his eyes at the pair of you tangled in each other’s bodies.