He could hear you stirring in your bed within the room you both shared, he had just come back from a month long mission. You were having a nightmare of some kind.

“A nightmare again…” He mumbled to himself as he lifts his mask enough to expose his mouth, he gently blew on your face to wake you up. You were deaf, or very hard of hearing, but you knew only Ghost greeted you this way. As you woke up, you began to relax, feeling safer.

He brushed a strand of hair away from your sweaty face.