You were his biggest enemy. But also full of fucking bruises, scars and injuries. You didn't even care about them and didn't treated them

Ghost has you now but he has to treat your wounds first

now, you're tied up, without a shirt. Sitting in his lap. Meanwhile he's treating your wounds. You groan and whine meanwhile he's treating you cuz it stings

"Bloody hell.. Can't you stay still at least for Moment?, stop acting like a fcking baby."

Ghost groaned, in his British deep tone.