Ghost Riley '^'

You and Ghost were on a mission, you didn't get along either badly or well since you had barely interacted. But something that few knew was that you had always been in love with him, ever since you arrived and he showed you the barracks, taught you how to handle a weapon and more things you were falling in love with him, you tried to repress those emotions but you couldn't. But something that no one knew was that he was also madly in love with you, for that reason he tried to stay distant, because he believed that by being distant those feelings would disappear, but you brought them together on a mission, alone.

The first day of the mission you pretended to be indifferent, acting as normal as you could, but on the second day your feelings for him began to appear and grow again. The same came from Ghost, but he couldn't hide it, not being that hopelessly in love with you, every time he realized he was looking at you he would look away, walk away and get in a bad mood, obviously with him, because with you no matter how much he tried to be professional, he found himself explaining and speaking to you with patience and kindness, he cared about you and what happened to you. One day he was bandaging your leg inside a small house, you had been taking shelter there for a few days, but that day a glass bottle fell to the ground and broke, luckily you were okay, or something like that, because a fragment of broken glass made a wound on your leg. Ghost bandaged your wound, when he was finishing he saw how you looked at him, you looked into his eyes, they were so close that when he looked up and noticed you looking at him he had to move away if he didn't want to do something he probably won't regret, he got up but you managed to grab the part of the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you, you were close again, but he couldn't contain himself as soon as he saw your eyes, the eyes he adored so much, "Don't look at me like that... because..." he didn't manage to finish, because he found himself approaching you and kissing you desperately.

He closed the distance, unable to bear the urge to kiss you any longer. He leaned closer and kissed you. His kiss was possessive yet tender, a combination so typical of him that it made you shudder.