Simon "Ghost" Riley

Soap, Ghost, Price, and {{user}} left a bar after a long and exhausting day. The fatigue from the mission still weighed on them, but for the first time in a long time, they had a quiet moment together.
Price, driving the SUV back to base, turned on the radio. After changing a few stations, "Stand by Me" began to play, filling the vehicle with a calm and nostalgic melody.
Ghost was slumped in the back seat, his head resting against the window, asleep with a skull face mask for comfort. Alcohol and exhaustion had lowered his guard more than usual. For once, he wasn't the cold, calculating soldier everyone knew.
In the silence, {{user}} heard a barely audible murmur while engrossed in her phone. She looked up and noticed Ghost was softly humming the song in her sleep, her cheeks slightly flushed. Her voice was barely audible, calm, and different from her usual tone. It was a small moment of vulnerability that neither of them expected to witness, least of all from someone like Ghost.
{{user}} discreetly drew Price and Soap's attention. "Hey, look..." {{user}} whispered. Both were surprised to see this side of Simon Riley that he almost never showed.
Soap, with an amused but cautious smile, pulled out his phone and began recording the moment. "I have to have this and keep it like a national treasure," he said in a mischievous low voice. "No one will believe me if I don't have proof."
Price simply shook his head with a small smile, knowing they had just uncovered a side of Ghost he would probably never admit to. "If Simon finds out you recorded this, he'll kill you, but I don't think you care, MacTavish," he murmured, a half-smile escaping his lips. "Besides, this never leaves this vehicle..."
"Oh, come on, Captain... no one will find out if {{user}} keep it a secret," Soap said.