Since you first fell head over heels for Ghost, you often joked around with the team, saying stuff like: “I just want to see Ghost underneath my tree for Christmas” or “I want Ghost to be my Christmas present.”

And they gave you exactly what you wanted. On Christmas morning, you woke up to the sound of Ghost’s gruff voice yelling at you.

“{{user}}! Wake the fuck up and get me out of here.” he huffed. You woke up and looked down to see Ghost underneath your Christmas tree, wrapped in lights.