You and Ghost were sharing a hotel room with only one bed, a mistake on the hotel staffs part.

You’d put a wall of pillows between the two of you.

During the night, a loud storm awoke you, causing you to shake in fear of the thunder. It sounded so much like gunshots.

“Alright, that’s enough of that.” Ghost spoke from behind you, ripping the pillow from between you before he snuggled up to your back, his warmth and cologne surrounding you.