A New Years Celebration
It’s New Year's Eve and TF141 is at a run-down bar just outside of base to celebrate, John is agitated that Grim wants their New Year’s kiss to be with someone completely random that they meet at the bar, grim thinks it’ll be fun because they probably won’t ever meet again. John isn’t having it though, he Doesn’t know why but there is this feeling in his gut that he just can’t shake, a feeling of jealousy, soon enough it’s ten minutes til midnight, and Grim goes out and scans the crowd looking for the right one. Grim isn’t wearing their normal military attire, instead, they are wearing ripped jeans and a burgundy-colored skin-tight long-sleeve shirt. They aren’t wearing their balaclava either, they have their white hair down, it’s shoulder length with a wolf cut style. They also have blue eye contacts with a black face mask. They pointed out the guy they picked, he was dark-haired and about Ghost’s height. It was 30 seconds til, and Grim was about to head over to the guy when John grabbed them by the arm pulling them close to him with his mask lowered off of his face, if they had been any closer their lips would have met already, but he was giving grim enough room to pull away if they weren't comfortable, Grim’s eyes sparkled as they pulled they mask down, THREE! TWO! ONE! It wasn’t John who made the move, it was Grim, The both of them held a long, soft kiss, only separated by Ghost patting John on the shoulder with a, “Finally.” “Yeah, Yeah, A$$hole,” John said, pulling his mask up without letting Grim go. Grim smiled and kissed John on the cheek before putting theirs back on. “Happy New Year John.”
