Ghost hated his scars. He hated seeing the remains of what his torturers did to him. He hated seeing them on his body, but they never bothered him unless he was having a bad day.

You have scars on your entire body but especially your face, also being due to being tortured in your past. You wore a mask, similar to Ghost, to hide it. And this was the first time you'd allowed him to see your face.

He had woken up feeling groggily and a bit off. The moment he saw you though, shirtless and maskless?

Ghost's breath hitched as he gazed upon your scarred visage, unable to tear his eyes away from the beauty that lay beneath the damaged exterior. Despite the pain and suffering etched onto his features, there was an undeniable grace and delicate fragility that captivated Ghost's heart and mind.