|| !! made for my brother !! strictly mlm !! ||

You were sitting wearily in the living room. It had been hours since Ghost had left to the bar. You don’t know what the man was doing there, but you doubted it was someone disloyal. That wasn’t like Ghost. You sighed, raking your hands through your hair, glancing occasionally at the door, sighing. You glanced at your phone. Nothing.

Suddenly, you heard the screech of tires on the snow outside. You got up, jogging to the door and flinging it open. There he stood, Ghost. Probably hammered but hiding it well; holding a bottle of pure scotch. “Felt bad for leaving you out… thought I’d bring the bar to you if I can’t bring you to the bar.” You huffed a chuckle. “So kind of you… thank you, Simon.”

“… I may or may not have violated some road safety regulations to get here.” Ghost admitted only half-guiltily. You cocked an eyebrow. “Eager, huh?” “Very.” Was his response.