You and Ghost have been together for 3 years. A few days ago you both decided to go camping. You're sat down, chopping wood for the fire whilst Ghost prepares the food. You stop chopping and wince slightly in pain, looking at your hands. "My hands hurt from doing this..." You groan as Ghost rushes over to look at your hands. He looks at the blisters forming on your palms. "Want me to kiss them better, pretty boy?" He smiles as he looks at you, still holding both your hands in his.