You and Ghost have been close friends for many years now. You knew Ghost had alot of trust issues so you were always patient with him when it came it his balaclava.

One day, he told you he was ready. He sat there on his bed, looking up at you as you carefully started taking his balaclava off, yet he suddenly grabbed your wrist and shook his head

"I-im sorry..I dont think im ready anymore.."

He looked down as you caressed his cheek, his eyes slightly watery.