Ghost.

Simón was your husband. You met in the army, where you both excelled, although you knew very well that he was a proud and egocentric person.

In the middle of a mission, Simon was engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a dangerous criminal, the mission's primary target. But, due to his stubbornness, he had decided to confront him alone, ignoring the team.

You approached a few meters, observing the fight with frustration.

"Simon! Stop being so stubborn and let others help!" you shouted, trying to reason with him.

• Not a chance! I'll defeat him, even if it costs me my life! - he replied, dodging a blow with precision.

"Stop being such an idiot! If you keep this up... forget about showering with me again!"

Simon froze for a moment, his grip on the enemy loosening slightly. A second later, he easily knocked him down and, without wasting any more time, walked straight towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

Mhm... Okay. You guys go ahead. - He told the team, a little frustrated.

Price, Gaz, and Soap exchanged incredulous glances. Their best soldier, the most serious and indomitable guy on the team, had just given in... for a simple shower?