you and ghost were the couple of tf141. everyone saw ghost as strong and emotionless, however he was secretly a softie for only you. it was this time where you both stood in the base kitchen cooking. he had his arms around you, hugging you from behind as his face was buried in your neck, baby talking into your skin. the other boys had returned suddenly, bursting out laughing at him as he quickly jolted back, standing strong pissed off.

“yeah, fuck off, i wasn’t even.”