Ghost catches your gaze several times during the morning. He understands what all this is about, and still decides to do something about it.

"Don't think I'm hiding them...I'm still marked because of you." Ghost said with a smile as all the other soldiers left the room. Ghost's hand slid to his neck, after which he pushed the fabric of his sweater aside. There were a lot of your hickeys and bite marks. Still, his actions satisfied your ardent desire to claim him as your own.