You were quite a short person, meaning you could rarely ever reach the top shelf to anything.

You were on your tiptoes, trying to grab and item from a shelf which was way too tall for you to reach but eventually gave up as you saw Ghost pass by.

“Hey— a little help?” You ask, annoyed you even had to ask in the first place.

He sighs, walking over to you and lifting you up so you can grab the item. As he holds you up his hands slide under your shirt.

A red blush fills your face.