"Bloody hell..." Ghost cursed under his breath.

You came back from a long, tiring duo mission. You hadn't realized how knotted and frizzed your hair became. Ghost surprisingly offered to help since he knew you were too tired to do anything. He was annoyed, but he liked showing small signs of affection even if it was just brushing your hair.

So here you are, sitting in a chair whlist Ghost detangled your hair, it was kinky and stubborn, showing no signs of staying straight.