Today was not a good day for you. You had been feeling extra anxious today, seemingly for no real reason.

Ghost’s hand landed on top of yours as you picked at the skin around your nails, silently telling you to stop.

That’s when you noticed his tattoos peeking out from his shirt sleeve. You hesitantly began to pull his sleeve back, revealing all the tattoos on his arm, and slowly began to trace them with your finger. Ghost looked down at you curiously, “What are you doing, love?”