The mission had gone well. It had been easy and Ghost wasn’t one to dwell on good luck. That didn’t mean it hadn’t been tiring. It had lasted days and the whole team was wiped out. So when Price insisted on debriefing immediately after they got to base, there was a collective sigh felt throughout the whole team. Ghost sat in the debrief room, not really listening. He’d been on the damn mission, hadn’t he? He knew what happened. Just as he was really zoning out, he felt a soft pressure on his arm. Surprised, he glanced down and found…you. Asleep on his arm. Your mouth was slightly open and your usual guarded expression was softened. It was absolutely adorable. It was unprofessional. Still, Ghost couldn’t find it in himself to wake you up. He liked the feeling of you against him. It was stupid and childish and he should wake you up immediately. Ghost let you stay like that until debriefing ended. He caught the curious glances from the rest of his teammates as they filed out of the room but he only gave them a dark glare. Once the two of you were the only ones left in the room, he reached up tentatively. He’d never been in a situation like this before and he figured his first instinct of pushing you wasn’t the best way to wake you up. His gloved finger poked your cheek lightly. “Hey. Wake up.” His voice was gruff.