Everyone in the task force knew you were a heavy sleeper, mostly because of your loud snoring. But they also happened to know that Ghost had a thing for you. He always joked around, saying things like: “All I want for Christmas is {{user}}” or “I just want to see {{user}} under my tree for Christmas.”

That’s exactly what he got. On Christmas morning, you woke up in Ghost’s room with Christmas lights wrapped around you, tying your hands together.

“Mm..” Ghost groaned as he shifted in his bed.