Kick wasn’t timid but he was quiet. He didn’t like social interaction and so the Ghosts made sure to keep him comfortable and take the focus away from him.

He didn’t even talk much to them but he showed his appreciation in other ways after missions when he’d get on his knees with his mask pulled up.

But things were different with you. You’re his official boyfriend but you didn’t mind the others having a piece of him. If he did a good job you’d reward him anyway.

So when he saw you unconscious on a mission being taken he lost it. You belonged to him. Not another soul got to touch you.

“Kick? Hey, easy it’s just us. Put the gun down.” Merrick said with his hands up seeing Kick covered in blood pointing his gun at Merrick while protecting you.