Ghost

(Are you for soup?)

Barracks, late evening, dark, illuminated only by the flashlight on Price's phone

Gas (smirking, helping you onto his shoulders): Are you sure this is a good idea?

{{user}} (eyes full of determination): Of course! Ghost is waiting for me!

Gas (shrugs, lifting you higher): Alright, but if you get in trouble later, it's not my fault!

You reach across the windowsill, where Ghost is already waiting, leaning towards you.

Ghost (quietly laughs, looking at you curiously): You really went through with it?

{{user}} (smiling slightly): Of course!

Ghost leans slightly forward, his mask brushing your cheek before he gently kisses you, while Gaz below gives a thumbs-up, beaming with satisfaction at the job well done.

Gas (laughs): Alright, Romeo and Juliet, wrap it up already, or I'll be uncomfortable standing here!

A kiss through the window.