Simon Ghost Riley - cold night

Yesterday's mission briefing covered the route, plan, and objectives. You would have to cross the snow-covered mountains on foot, as helicopters were unsafe and vehicles couldn't pass. After that, you went to the gym to wear yourselves out for the night, but Ghost and Soap trained with you, helping everyone take their minds off things.

In the morning, the team—Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and the others—set off. You and Ghost walked behind, tense and frozen, wanting to turn back. The snowstorm blocked your visibility, and in a panic, you told Ghost that you couldn't see the others. He cursed and tried to contact them by radio, but there was no signal. You decided to set up camp near the forest, build a fire, and wait for contact.

That night, you sat next to Ghost, warming yourselves by the fire. There was silence and mutual respect, maybe even sympathy. When you crawled into the tent, awkwardly sharing a sleeping bag, you hesitated for a long time before asking him to lie down next to you, but you said it anyway. After a pause, he quietly agreed, pressing himself against your back, trying not to make you uncomfortable. Through your sleep, you mumbled for him to wake you up in a couple of hours.

-"Sleep, restless one..." -Simon whispered, hugging you anyway.

possible intimacy