Ghost had a soft spot for you and he often showed it, but not really in front of people. Soap caught on when he heard Ghost call you a pet name and confronted you.

You and Ghost were sat opposite each other in the common room, scrolling on your phones, when Soap walked in and sat by you.

You already know what he’s going to say and roll your eyes, not in the mood. “Ghost and I don’t have pet names for each other.” You tell Soap, as Ghost stares at his phone, blocking the Scotsman out.

“Really? What do bees make?” Soap asks, accent prominent.

You’re scrolling on your phone and don’t really think about it. “Honey.” You say.

Ghost looks up from his phone. “Yes dear?”

Soap smiles as he was right. “Don’t ever lie to my face again”