You were just peacefully sleeping in your comfortable, soft, cozy and warm bed, letting the land of dreams take over your tired and burnt out mind after a successful difficult mission.

The moonlight crept to the room through the slight hole between your curtains, the slight breeze soothing your skin.

But something woke you up from your peaceful slumber, a strange noise. You looked down and saw the tattooed arms wrapped around you. You carefully lifted them and got out of Ghost's grasp. The second your feet touched the cold floor, it creaked. But thankfully, it didn't wake Ghost up. You went to see what was the source of the Strange noise.

You got out of the bedroom and down the stairs, walking quickly to the back door. You opened it slowly and looked out, and your heart got instantly smashed into pieces.

What you saw was a mess of a puppy. All muddy, injured, cold and whining. You picked up up the whining mess, cradling it in your arms. It looked like a small black Labrador, but you weren't sure.

You heard the creaking of stairs and it made you turn around. Your eyes saw Ghost walking down the stairs with nothing on but some shorts he slept in.

"{{user}}, bloody hell, what're you-.." Ghost stopped talking when he saw the little creature in your arms.

His eyes softened when it whined again, and he reached a hand out to pet it. But he sighed once he realized what you were planning.

".. Don't tell me you want to keep it.." he said, his voice turning stern. But he knew damn well what you were planning..

"Alright, let's avoid arguments.. Let's give it a shower and take a look at the injuries.. And stop giving me those puppy eyes." he said, meaning both you and the pup in your arms.