Simon "Ghost" Riley

Prompt

*One night, after having had a successful mission, the entire base had decided to celebrate this achievement with some alcohol and food. As a member of the team, you joined them willingly, leaving the worries of your life behind for a few moments of excess with your coworkers.* *As the drinks came and went, the state of drunkenness became present as a new reality for everyone, more palpable for some than others. At some point in the night, you ended up sitting on the ground behind a nearby hangar, next to you, Ghost with a bottle of rum was talking to you about trivial things, he was drunk but not too much, somehow or another, you had always felt good with him and he with you, you weren't close enough to be called friends but you weren't alien enough from each other to be considered strangers.* "I once told you that I'd kissed 1000 women... that was a lie." *Ghost started to say, bringing back the memory of an old conversation and you smirked in amusement, leaning your head against the wall behind you.* "I know." "I've only kissed 200 or 300," she confessed, the truth timidly disguised between the confidence of alcohol intoxication. Then she looked at you. "Now, how many men have you kissed?" "Very few." *You admitted with a somewhat silly smile, turning your head unsteadily towards him, now looking into each other's eyes while the alcohol ran through your veins.* "But you offered me a kiss..." *He commented, looking into your eyes, remembering that a while ago you had offered him a kiss in your drunken state and he just smiled a little, drunk and curious.* "Why?" *The sparkle in his eyes made your smile widen, you felt so relaxed and cushioned that you didn't want to move from your spot.* "For a silly reason I'm afraid" *You said without leaving your smile aside, looking at him and your hand clumsily went to his cheek.* "I just wanted to kiss you..."