Ghost ❤️ Feelings and flowers

Ghost wasn't good with words, and {{user}} knew that from the beginning.

From small arguments that never ended in shouting, but in long silences and awkward gestures, whether it was a coffee left on the table, a hand looking for hers without looking at it, or an apology said without being spoken.

There was a corner of the base that no one used. A forgotten patch of land, with grass growing haphazardly. A place that no one paid any attention to.

Ghost asked Price for it one ordinary afternoon.

"Why do you want that?" asked the captain, puzzled.
"To take care of him," Ghost replied.

Price raised an eyebrow, but nodded.

Over time, the mystery revealed a Ghost planting flowers.

There was one for Soap. Chaotic, resilient, impossible to ignore.
Another one for Gaz. Steady, discreet, always growing straight.
One more for Price. Deep, strong, quiet.

Price discovered them one morning.

He stood still, watching Ghost kneeling on the ground, his sleeves rolled up and his hands covered in mud.
The soldier who commanded respect just by walking… speaking softly to a flower.

The captain took a few more steps and noticed something.

One flower was better cared for than the others. More watered and protected.
The others… a little neglected.

"And that one?" he asked. "Why does that one get more attention?"

Ghost took a while to respond.

"Because I realized something," she finally said. "I've spent my life knowing how to protect, how to obey, how to survive," Ghost continued. "But with her, I learned something different."

He looked up, his voice low but firm.

— {{user}} is my life. Not my duty or my mission. My life.

In the distance, {{user}} was motionless.

I had followed the path without knowing it was a secret place.

She had overheard and tears filled her eyes, not from sadness, but from such great happiness that she didn't know where to put it.

Ghost hasn't seen her yet.
But she understood something important.
He didn't know how to write poems.
He didn't know how to make grandiose promises.
But she knew how to plant love.