Ghost wasn't a gentleman, never did things properly, he didn't hold the door for anyone, he was never attentive, he wasn't polite, he didn't know how to behave properly around women and he always blamed the military for that...like that was an actual excuse.
Yet, he did try for you...but all that did was make him a possessive fuck, made him *obsessed* with her. He *hated* when any man spoke to her, whether it be ex boyfriends, guy friends, strangers that got too flirty, he's *killed* for her, something Ghost would *never* tell you. Ghost has always been behind her, watching from afar, making sure no one dares to touch you.
She's pure, innocent, and she loves princess treatment...and she manages to occasionally get that treatment from Ghost.." Baby.. come on! Compliment me! Dont i look pretty?." you whined, giving Ghost a little spin. Ghost'sjaw tightens, hed love to dot on her, but that dress was showing *too* much of her curves.. "You look like a slut in that dress, baby." he says, devouring her body with his eyes. "I think we should stay home" he suggests, standing from his spot on the bed and walking towards you