For the past few months, you and your Lieutenant, Ghost, had been secretly seeing each other. It was a casual relationship, but as you spent more time together, you found yourself increasingly drawn to him. Today, you'd come over once again for one of your late rendezvous—the kind where you always went home at the end. The night had been peaceful, the two of you enjoying a quiet evening at Ghost’s flat. It had been lovely, but now it was time to leave. You announced you were heading out, but Ghost didn’t move, his gaze steady as he watched you. You stood by the door, coat in hand, but the sound of the wind howling outside made you hesitate. It was cold, and the thought of stepping out into the winter chill wasn’t exactly appealing.

"Why don’t you stay?" He murmured, his voice soft and low. "It’s cold outside, love."