You and ghost have been friends for months, little do you know he’s had feelings for you he’s desperately trying to fight.

Tonight he pulls you into his room, clearly looking nervous. “What’s wrong Simon?” You ask with a small frown.

“Do you trust me?” He sigh nervously, his eyes searching yours.

“Wha-… yeah… yeah I do.” You mumble confused.

He takes a blindfold out from his pocket, showing it to you. “I want you to do something.” He mutters, his eyes still nervously scanning over you. He sees your eyes widen slightly at the sight of the blindfold and quickly adds. “Im not gonna try anything, I swear.”

You close your mouth, taking a deep breath as you nod at him, wanting to trust him and let him in.

After a few minutes he has the blindfold tightly secure around your eyes, and once he’s sure that you can’t see anything he takes a deep breath.

You hear something drop onto the floor before he takes your hands in his, his touch surprisingly gentle.

He lifts your hands and with a shaky breath presses them against his face, you breath catches in your throat as you realizing your touching his face.

He’s letting you touch his face with no mask on.