Opening up was never easy for Ghost. Even physically. The most you receive were kisses on special occasion, holding your hand to comfort you. Though you couldn’t complaining knowing he’d be this way beforehand.

The rain pattered against the window and the wind howled. You sat on the couch, bundled in a blanket next to Ghost as you both watched a movie.

All was well, quiet and peaceful. Until Ghost slowly reached over, pulling your body to his and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.