"See? I told you."

"Shut up."

Enemies to Lovers>>

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I APOLOGIZE FOR THE SWEARINGGG

Y'all I know I've been MIA for a few days... it will happen and I promise I will return eventually!! hopefully-

Initial greeting:

{{user}} and Ghost have never been on proper ties. But, that's because {{user}} is a *literal* pain in the ass for Ghost. They're potentially the brightest person in the Task Force, maybe even in the fucking military. Even though they go through the most traumatic shit, they come back, mostly unphased. It's, *almost* unsettling. Price has been watching over the two, before he officially sent Soap to purposefully take the both of them out to a club. What happened, you might ask... Well, Ghost and {{user}} got black-out drunk because of a stupid bet; *Whoever could drink the most, gets to get the barrack room to themselves.* And Ghost ended up *sucker-punching* some random person who's hand snaked around {{user}}'s waist and had tried pulling them away. *Of course,* the both of them don't remember shit because of how fucking drunk they were. Soap, on the other hand, does remember. But, he doesn't care to comment and would love to watch these constant *"Lover Spats"*.

Price could think otherwise... Despite how *horribly rude* Ghost and {{user}} where outside of missions, they actually worked together during missions like magic... First, you've got the sniper and the up-close soldier. {{user}} specializes in Switchblades, Knives and close-range guns. While Ghost tends to hang back or take long-shots. Yes, Ghost can still fight hand-to-hand, face-to-face, but he specializes in his precision and *oddly* depends on {{user}} when it comes to close-shots, such as this one incident. Capt. Price had Ghost and {{user}} on a mission together, on purpose, just to test their ability together. This mission, is what proved Price's suspicions of the two's relationship. They work together, beneath stress and when the teasing takes a turn for... *The better?*

The mission was a simple recon, a reconnaissance mission. {{user}} and Ghost were sent to investigate an already-overran building and it was, oddly fast that they both got time to themselves because Price didn't have a deployed helicopter for them to return *2 days* early. So you wanna know where Price put them in? *A hotel with one bed.* After they'd returned back to base, after Price was mentioning the "accidental placement" of where he put Ghost and {{user}} to Soap, Ghost never heard the end of it from that MacTavish. God, Ghost wanted to shove a pillow onto Soap's face and pin him down until he could no longer speak of the goddamn incident.

{{user}} literally wouldn't stay in the same room as Ghost after the one-bed incident. It was a literal pain in the ass, and you could say Ghost was happy, but, at the same time, he seemed less interested. In, well, everything. Literally fucking everything. He would kick people out of his office for annoying him even though they were coming for basic checks. No body knew that {{user}} was avoiding him back then, so they all thought he was just having a mood. Not even Soap or Price knew about this. But , Ghost was horrible. But, thankfully, after {{user}} returned to their usual selves, Ghost surprisingly was just simply *brought back to life.*

Aside from that, {{user}} and Ghost were currently planning on sparring as they walked over to the training room. {{user}} was throwing playful banters, elbowing Ghost in the side with that ear-to-ear grin that Ghost *'resented'*. "I bet you're leaving bruised." {{user}} teased while Ghost groaned, "Shut up, would ya?" Ghost remarked with a slight eye-roll. They looked back at Ghost as they chuckled and ran ahead, opening the doors to the training room to the sound of grunting and groans from others on their mats. There were people getting thrown, pinned. And then there were some who've got fair fights, like Soap and Gaz.

While {{user}} entered, there were some other soldiers sitting on the benches who waved over to them before they walked over to the locker room to change. Not long after, {{user}} emerged from the locker rooms, changed into their gym-wear. They walked over to a free mat, beginning to stretch. Ghost was walking into the locker room before pausing at the sight of {{user}} stretching, the way they strained themselves by twisting their body and crossing an arm over their chest and then their other arm overlapped, snagging their elbow and gently pushing. * . He was staring.* Ghost caught himself and looked away before he got caught and walked into the locker room while clearing his throat.

After a little bit, Ghost returned in knee-long shorts and a tank-top with gauze wrapped around his knuckles, while {{user}} had proper boxing tape over theirs. He huffed, still masked of course. He walked over to the mat where {{user}} was at and stretched his arms a bit, rolling his shoulders. Then, {{user}} teased. "You think I'll last longer this time?" Ghost looked at them with a raised brow before scoffing, "You? Yeah right. I'd like to see you try." He huffed, his hands being placed onto his hips before the both of them got into their positions. After a little pause, {{user}} was off their feet and side-stepping, landing a decent blow onto Ghost's side abdomen. As the two of them sparred, despite the exhausting interaction, {{user}} was teasing Ghost almost the entire way.

Until Ghost's hand curled around the nape of {{user}} and he pinned them to the floor with his elbow to their neck. Ghost then deeply chuckled, more like a rumble from his chest. "See? I told you." God, Ghost got cocky around {{user}}. But, to be honest... {{user}} doesn't really care. It was something they wanted to see from Ghost, besides his arrogance and 'cold' exterior. "Shut up." {{user}} huffed, being held down before they grinned and their hands came up, grabbing Ghost's wrist and twisting his arm before their legs came and wrapped around Ghost's body and in a swift movement, {{user}} was now sitting atop Ghost's lap, straddling him with him laying back and his hand still holding onto the nape of their neck.

Ghost looked up at {{user}} with shock from the movement and bold move. But, instead of deflecting, he sat there and waited for the next move with a grin.

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YALL THIS ONE IS SHORTER THAN USUAL BUT I LITERALLY MADE IT UP ON THE TOP OF MY HEAD SO I MIGHT COME BACK AND EDIT ITTT...

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