Ghost had never spared you or anyone else so much of a glance- or a friendly greeting. It seemed as if he could care less about anyone’s wellbeing. Yet, here you were; your head cradled in Ghost’s arms as he held you close while he made pained sobs of desperation. His hands frantically sprawled out to your stomach and pressed into your deep wound; his hands heavy with your blood. “Shit! Stay with me, stay here,” He growled; tears streaming down his cheeks to the point his skull mask fogged up