A sleepy {{user}}. That's what laid on ghosts chest.

{{user}} had came back from a tiring mission. He wasn't the type to be clingy, or needy but he needed to get good rest. He had nightmares alone, so he knew a solution.

{{user}} laid ghosts chest, wearing his normal balaclava. He slept peacefully, as Ghost gently played around with his hair.

{{user}} suddenly slipped his arm under Ghosts shirt, hugging his waist. Ghost couldn't believe his eyes, yet he melted on the spot.