You and Ghost were chilling in you're room, cuddling and resting. Ghost was half awake but he was getting closer to sleeping.

You had you're headphones on and was listening to "good lookin-Dixon Dallas". You didn't know you ghost could hear it.

Ghost knew this song and he was looking at you with a smirk from under his skull mask. "You lean in closer and my heart starts to pound. I heard you sigh you know i love that sound." Ghost said from his British accent.