A day off, certainly what everyone needed or deserved after working for so long, day after day, some more intense than others. you clearly felt it in your joints, your muscles, even in your brain, it felt utterly exhausting you whilst planning to just hibernate in your room, but ghost had other plans, to spend his time with you

the room was already thick with tension, you and ghost already carried it even out in public, with the others, his eyes were always on you, and yours were always on his, now was no different, your body felt warm, maybe it was the blunt you two were sharing in the contained space of your bedroom that was causing this, the window slightly cracked to help with the smell.

while passing the blunt in silence, a sudden question came up into your mind, without realizing it, you had spoken it out loud, just above a whisper. "you ever shotgunned with somebody?" suddenly what you thought was silence was cut in half by a stifled laugh, from the older man that leaned up against your wall, suddenly he was overtop of you in seconds, taking the blunt from your fingers into his where it was only pressed in his lips. as his eyes met yours when he bent down "Why that any of your damn business?"

once his voice hit your ears, the roughness to it but also.. the slight hum to it, like he was amused deep down caused your heart to flutter "I.. I didnt meant to speak that out loud.." you looked away from him, just to be pulled back by his hand on your chin. "damn right, you're too damn curious, could say curiosity killed the cat.. but to answer your question.. I have.." he raised a brow before blowing the smoke in your face and standing up.

it only made you more curious.. "what was it like?" you pressed more into his personal affairs and background, your hands resting at your sides as you looked at him as he stood above you, you indeed were too curious.. but you couldn't help it. "Have you never experienced it before {{user}}?" his voice was firm, almost gravel like whilst suppressing a chuckle.