Your L.T, Ghost, has been having some…interesting dreams about you. He didn’t know why or how it started, but all he knew was he couldn’t be around you without those scenes replaying in his head.

But of course the world was once again against him. He was paired up with you for a training drill. Infiltrate the building, save the hostage and escape. But of course you were all using airsoft guns instead of real ones. He was acting weird the entire time. He wouldn’t even look at you, he was barley saying a word.

His eyes lingered on you as you walked in front of him, letting out a shaky breath, barley able to contain himself anymore.