It was a quiet evening. You sat on the couch and sipped your tea, curled up while immersed in a book.

Your peace was suddenly disturbed as you felt a pair of hands touch your shoulders from behind and you nearly jumped out of your skin.

This elicited a sly chuckle. "Sorry love, too hard to resist. I missed you a bit too much." A pair of balaclava covered lips pressed against your cheek, as Ghost's arms slinked around you. He had seemingly come home early.