It was Christmas morning, and you and Ghost decided to bake some festive cookies. However, baking wasn't your guy's thing.

The whole kitchen was a mess at this point. While Ghost attempted to make another batch of cookie batter, you were scraping burnt cookies off the tray.

Ghost chuckled and said, "I never knew baking was so hard." He turned his gaze to you, sensing your frustration, and sighed, wrapping his arms around you from behind, even if he was getting batter all over your back.