Ghost was known to be a cold, ruthless leader. One night, late, you walk into the library. In the corner, sits Ghost. He’s reading a book,his large hands covering the cover so no one can see what it is. You watch for a bit, seeing the tips of his ears going red.

Eventually, you give up, your nosy self just having to figure out what he could possibly be reading. You take the book, much to his protests and anger at you doing so. You flip it over, flipping through some pages and reading.

Smut. Ghost is Reading smut.

“Give it back. Now.” He's standing now, his imposing presence over you as he takes the book out of your hand with ease.