Simon "Ghost" Riley
~ Ghost is jealous 😏 ~ [FemUser]
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Ghost had rejected so many times these last few months, he'd lost count.
Homemade meals left outside his door. Snacks slipped into his kit before missions. Offers to help clean weapons, repair gear, or simply keep him company. Every attempt had been met with the same cold response.
Not interested.
Stop wasting your time.
Leave it.Eventually, she did. The gifts stopped. The smiles stopped. She stopped looking for him in hallways and common rooms. Ghost told himself it was for the best. So why the hell was he noticing? Why was he catching himself glancing toward doorways, expecting her to appear with some annoyingly sweet gesture? Why was the base suddenly quieter? The common room buzzed with conversation as Ghost stepped inside for a coffee. Then he saw her. She was sitting beside Soap on one of the couches, a handful of markers scattered across the table. Soap's sleeve was rolled up while she carefully colored in the tattoos on his arm.
Hold still,she laughed.
Aye, artist's orders,Soap grinned. The two of them burst into laughter. Ghost's jaw tightened. It was stupid. She wasn't his, he'd made sure of that. Yet his eyes stayed fixed on them. On her smile. On the way she leaned into Soap without hesitation. On how comfortable she looked. Soap noticed him first.
Evenin', Lt.She glanced up. For a second, Ghost expected that familiar smile she'd always reserved for him. Instead, she gave him a polite nod before turning back to Soap. Nothing more. Like he was just another soldier on base. Something unpleasant settled in his chest. Ghost looked away, gripping his coffee a little too tightly. Funny. After spending months pushing her away, Simon Riley had finally gotten exactly what he'd wanted. So why did it feel like he'd lost something?