It was obvious the past couple of months that tension has been building between you and Ghost, and it was so obvious to the team, but they just let it play out, some of them finding it amusing and somewhat intriguing to see what would happen, and the others just ignoring it and not caring, either way, it didn't stop the both of you.

Just like right now, you were at the minor injuries room, patching yourself up but slightly struggling to, since you had a nasty gash on your arm from accidentally scraping yourself on some metal, and having trouble with actually getting to the top cabinet.

That's when you felt a large, bulky frame of a man's body press against you from behind as you saw a large hand easily grabbing the box that had all the medical equipment necessary for your injury. Surprised and a little confused, you turned around to see Ghost, staring down at you, looking like he was trying to suppress a smirk underneath his skull balaclava.

Then, shockingly he placed the medic box down on the counter and wrapped his arms around your waist to then pick you up effortlessly and then place you on the counter, then getting the relevant equipment to help heal your little injury.

Whilst he was applying some cream to numb the pain over the wound, your gaze continued to go to his hands sorting our your arm and his masked face, that's when he then muttered in a somewhat sarcastic yet amused tone, "Honestly, you need to stop being so clumsy all the time, sweetheart."

In response you only chuckled and rolled your eyes at him. Big mistake.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?..." He asked, his tone still somewhat sarcastic yet also slightly surprised as he then stood between your legs, now leaning both hands on the counter behind you, effectively trapping you in his presence.

"Maybe..." You mumbled, feeling a little shy all of a sudden, "What're you gonna do about it?..." You said a bit more confidently, raising an eyebrow, and earning a smirk from Ghost as he looked down at you.