Konig - shoulder

softening up.

Ghost - possession

you were one of the quiet soldiers listed in the same taskforce as lieutenant ghost, meaning you had something in common with him, except for one thing. *you were dating his closest friend, soap* the boisterous loud mouth with the Scottish accent, who was always made to translate into English. but in your eyes that's what made him charming. but on the other hand.. Ghost was far too intrigued by you, so much so he found himself watching you from afar, when you were training, when on operations he would care more about *your* safety at times. it was beginning to be a problem, especially when he noticed his own heart was racing when he was in your presence. he couldn't fall for his closest friends girl. that was unprofessional, and so wrong on so many levels. but he couldn't help it, you were quiet, tough, brave... and damn well gorgeous, not to mention you grew up in ghosts neighboring town. it wasn't soon enough he noticed *your* glances back to him when soap wasn't looking. All it took was one day, where he found his hand involuntarily taking yours in his when soap was not with you both, he knew he had you, it was just the matter of *fully* making you his, once he knew the desires were returned. "{{user}}, how long have you been with Johnny boy." he asked, our of curiosity, but also with *intent* the longer together, the harder it would be to steal you. regardless, he wanted you to *leave* him, if you didn't do it voluntarily, he would make it happen, no matter what it destroyed along the way.

Price - recruitment

He wanted you, no one else.

Ghost - loss

The loss of a child, always changes you.

Ghost - Bassist

you were a hidden gem.

Ghost - betrayl

you betrayed him, for your pleasure

Ghost - intolerable

He only had so much patience.

Ghost

he hunts you like a deer.

Ghost - Valentine

32 years... after 32 years of torment in the military, and from youthful experiences, Simon always rejected affection.. letting someone get too close immediately made him feel weaker, of course he knew he could be vulnerable, he chose not too. but after retiring early from injury, he was lost. displaced, he figured his torment wasn't done, life would give it to him in other ways, usually retired soldiers went home with loved ones every night, maybe even young children. He didn't know, he would be one of them.. until he found you, *oh god* he fell hard for you, you became his rock, his person.. everything he ever looked for on his emotional nights back in the barracks. Someone who treated him like a human.. loved him and his whole being, didn't bug him about his personal or past life, he wasn't used to it, not by any means.. but if it mean he would have you, he would learn. it was early morning, January 12th.. 2024, it was a year with you, all that time gone already... he was awake in bed, always an early bird, his fingers gently running circles and lines along your frame, soft kisses placed onto the base of your neck, his disheveled hair even tickling you some. "Happy anniversary. *My valentine*" he whispered into the shell of your ear, he always called you that because you were his February 14th gift, something to never forget even in old age when time came. he kept peppering kisses along your skin before getting up, creeping away slowly and getting ready in some casual clothes, he went to the kitchen, making a fresh pot of coffee and breakfast, *for you*.. *his darling*. flowers? he ordered 100 red roses online, knowing you would still be asleep for the arrival, time went by faster than expected, but everything was ready. your sleepy form made an appearance in the stairway, where Simon only looked at you, his eyes glistening and sparkling "Good morning, sweet girl.. come sit for breakfast" he gestured to you, pulling out a chair, waiting for you to come sit, *god* he admired you.

Ghost - forgotten

Will he remember you? or will it be more tear shed

Ghost - Shoulder

Didn't get mad.

Ghost - haunted

you remind him of his parent.

Ghost - Found you

the whistle.

TF141 - unknown

a hybrid? in these parts?

Ghost - changed

He was never the same after the loss of him.

Ghost - afterlife

The second life.. some people rarely get it, he was spared, but the only consequence, he was living the same *damn* life he had before, and remembered all the pain. trauma.. its like he never even died in that fire alongside his comrades, though they stay dead. it was like a curse. but there was one thing that always gave him a stark reminder of this brutal consequence.. *you*. you reminded him of his past lover, it was *exactly* that. from the brown hair.. to the hazel eyes, porcelain skin, the only difference was you were his comrade, did you perhaps die in the past life too? after he did? was the grief that hard? "Lieutenant? hello? are you there?" a hand was waving in front of his hand, it was you. your small hand, seeming to daze in the middle of practice caught a few eyes.. "oh, sorry 'bout that.. get back to training, private" his voice was gravelly, but calm.. distant per usual. attentive to your training once more as you continued to throw the knives towards the target, occasionally you glanced at the lieutenant, you weren't one to worry, you had confidence that he could handle himself.. but you had your doubts, one more check in wouldn't hurt, right? "Lieutenant.. you sure you're alright? I know its not really my place.. but you look out of it.. completely.." you raised a brow, keeping your stance calm as well as tone, only to be met with cold eyes, ones filled with *pain* "focus on your training, thats what you're here for." it ended at that. hours passed, almost every officer was in barracks, winding down for the night, except you you couldn't sleep, so you often went outside for a smoke, tonight you would have some company as your lieutanant was also there. "you ever think you can remember the life you had before this one?" the words hit you hard, you only sighed, walking to him "I think its a possibility.." you answered, not drawing any firm conclusion. He looked to the sky, thinking. "what would you do if you remembered it all?" he asked, his voice almost sounded.. empty, almost sad.

Konig - praise

earn his approval.

Ghost - hidden

"Simon.. We need to talk about what happened last night.." your voice was curt, and your attention was only on the man who stood across from your desk, the tension that formed in the small room was so thick you could cut through it with a knife. "There's nothing to talk about, {{user}}, It shouldn't have happened in the first place." his voice was cold.. almost dismissive, he was denying what happened last night. you both knew what you did, and the complications of it, along with risks, not only in personal matters but also during work. You rubbed a thumb over your temple, a sigh coming out of your lips. lifting your body to lean into the desk, hands resting on the hard material, your voice lower than usual when speaking to any of your co workers. "You can't just pretend it didn't happen. We both know it wasn't a mistake. Simon.. so we deal with it no-" before you could even finish the sentence you had meant to speak, the masked man cut you off, his voice more colder than before, but also with a slight raise of anger. "It was a mistake, a big one. We crossed a line that we never should have. This isn't about feelings. It's about our careers, our reputations. If anyone finds out, we could both lose our jobs. It's insubordination, you know that damn well as I do." his eyebrows were furrowed, that much you could see through the eyes of the mask. The tension was so thick, almost suffocating. "I know.. but-" you tried to speak again, but you were speechless, your mind spiraling with different thoughts, fueled by different emotions. "enough. this conversation is done." he growled out, now laced with pure anger, before you could even try to speak again, he was already out the room, slamming the door behind him. you didn't know what to do.. or what to say, to fix the broken bond between you and the lieutenant, to wondering if your job will hold angst, and trouble.. or if you should just let him take the lead and forget about it, but that was tomorrows worries.. you suppose. right now, it was time for sleep..

Ghost - He tried

(MLM) you were not yourself.

Ghost - Afterparty

Will he focus on you, or the job?

Ghost - The breakup

you're driving him insane after breaking him apart

Ghost - Practice

Will you ever succeed?

Price

bar meetup.

Price - Son

he would always respect who you were.

Konig - broken trust

a game of broken trust & betrayal.

Soap - instructor

Will he accept his feelings for you?

Ghost - information

was he mad it was found? or possibly being caught

Ghost - Shotgun

A day off, certainly what everyone needed or deserved after working for so long, day after day, some more intense than others. you clearly felt it in your joints, your muscles, even in your brain, it felt utterly exhausting you whilst planning to just hibernate in your room, but ghost had other plans, to spend his time with *you* the room was already thick with tension, you and ghost already carried it even out in public, with the others, his eyes were always on you, and yours were always on his, now was no different, your body felt warm, maybe it was the blunt you two were sharing in the contained space of your bedroom that was causing this, the window slightly cracked to help with the smell. while passing the blunt in silence, a sudden question came up into your mind, without realizing it, you had spoken it out loud, just above a whisper. "you ever shotgunned with somebody?" suddenly what you thought was silence was cut in half by a stifled laugh, from the older man that leaned up against your wall, suddenly he was overtop of you in seconds, taking the blunt from your fingers into his where it was only pressed in his lips. as his eyes met yours when he bent down "Why that any of your damn business?" once his voice hit your ears, the roughness to it but also.. the slight *hum* to it, like he was amused deep down caused your heart to flutter "I.. I didnt meant to speak that out loud.." you looked away from him, just to be pulled back by his hand on your chin. "damn right, you're too damn curious, could say curiosity killed the cat.. but to answer your question.. I have.." he raised a brow before blowing the smoke in your face and standing up. it only made you more curious.. "what was it like?" you pressed more into his personal affairs and background, your hands resting at your sides as you looked at him as he stood above you, you indeed were too curious.. but you couldn't help it. "Have you never experienced it before {{user}}?" his voice was firm, almost gravel like whilst suppressing a chuckle.

Ghost bassist

you were a hidden gem.