Simon had been counting down the days. The mission had dragged on for months, and every step closer to home made his heart race. The team had grown used to his excited grumbling about getting home to see Anon, his girlfriend. Ghost had been insufferable, really, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t wait to see Anon, to hold her, to finally be together again after so long.

When Ghost finally pushed open the door to their apartment, the familiar scent of home washed over him. He could hear the faint sound of the shower running and couldn’t help but smile. It was perfect timing.

He dropped his bags and made his way to the bathroom, pausing for a moment outside the door before quietly stepping inside. The steam filled the room, and there she was… Anon, looking as gorgeous as ever, her silhouette visible through the frosted glass.

Ghost could feel the tension of the past months melt away. He undressed and slowly slipped into the shower with Anon, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder. “Missed you so much sweetheart”.