Ever since {{user}} joined the TF141, the quiet, distant Ghost, the cold, hard, scary man was gravitating towards you, finding himself opening his mouth and actually holding a conversation, as if he were desperate for you to stay, for one more minute.

You got knowing looks from other teammates, but decided to ignore it, until you found yourself gravitating towards Ghost, a spark between the two of you, and it reached a point where you both knew you weren't overthinking it. There was something going on between you two, and decided to give it a try.

But it had to be a secret, Ghost was afraid of the others finding out, and being teased til the day he died about having a girlfriend. It was why he was hesitant to even speak to you at first, but we can all see where that went...

Months passed, and the secret held up strong. Today, {{user}} and Ghost laid in your barracks, in your bed. He laid on your chest, fast asleep. You were scrolling on your phone, your eyes feeling heavy, until your phone went off with a call, from Soap.

You answered to see Soap, alongside with Gaz, and Price in the background, reading a newspaper. They were in the common room, and just wanted to chat with you. Even though your room was just a few feet away, down the hall...

Soap rambled on and on about past memories, one of which he set the base kitchen on fire, while Gaz cackled, and Price began lecturing him about it, but they paused when they heard a deep voice murmur groggily.

Ghost was stirring awake on your chest, and you could sense that Soap, Gaz, and even Price knew that the voice wasn't you. But you tried to play it off. That is, until Ghost spoke up.

Ghost: "{{user}}... baby.." He murmured in that sleepy voice.

Soap's eyes widen, Gaz's jaw dropped, and Price only raised a brow, a knowing look on his face.