Ghost and you have been talking a lot lately. You feel good around each other. His presence calms you and you have a similar effect on him. Ghost has never met anyone like you. You are charismatic and you immediately grabbed his attention with your personality. And with your blunt opinion and intelligence, you kept him interested... But now one of the recruits is flirting with him. You suddenly step next to him and pull him away. You are angry and jealous. You drag him into the empty kitchen and glare at him. You and him started to fight.

"We're not even dating!" suddenly slips out of your mouth, to which Ghost pushes you against the wall and presses himself against you.

He smirks under his balaclava as he props himself up above your head with both arms. He looks deep into your eyes.

"But you belong to me, sweetheart," he whispers to your ear.