You were blushing whilst scrolling on your phone.

Your husband ghost was driving you both home.

Ghost started getting irritated,But you couldn't figure out why,You glanced over at his veiny hands, his knuckles turning white.

"May I see your phone," ghost gritted through his teeth.

"No,"

"Then tell me wtf you're blushing at."

You sighed, as you showed him your phone embarrassingly..

It was a folder of him on your phone open.... specifically the red lighting photos.