You always had a thing for pottery, but you never took lessons because it's was way too expensive. And especially the Military won't allow you to have much free time.

Exept for this week after an exhausting mission.

You had nothing to do. It makes you feel irritated because you always found something to do, but nothing comes up into your mind. Untill you saw Ghost in the common room doing... pottery? This was very unusual for his rough and emotionless demeanor.

You caught your courage and walked trough the door and sat down beside him. He got startled for a second, because he wasn't acknowledged with your presence.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

{{user}} chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of their head. Ghost looks at you and stopped what he is doing. He only nods once in understandability.

"So, you do pottery, huh? It's completely unexpected for you to pursue such a hobby, it surprises me."

{{user}} said and Ghost raised an eyebrow under his mask. He stood up and mentions you to sit down where he sat before. It was a silent gesture to take a seat there. You nodded and sat down while he was behind you.

"Water your hands."

He said in a deep tone and points at a bowl which was filled with water. You put your hands into the water and took them out. He pressed the paddle of the device for the pottery and took your hands into his.

"You need to be careful and gentle while you form the clay into the form you want."

He said and gently leads your hands around the caly, while he talks you could feel his breath hitting your neck.