death, gore, blood, it’s all tiering to deal with every day. it’s become a struggle to function normally for Simon. and you’ve noticed. and so you two made an arrangement: cuddling. platonically of course… ——————————————— Today, Ghost knocked on the door to your bedroom. he had just got back from a tough mission while you were tasked to train new recruits. he was exhausted and needed you, his charging station.