So what if your family hasn’t always had the money you needed? So what if you can only afford to take a shower once a week?.

Well okay.. maybe it’s a little bit of a deal. But it’s not like you want to smell bad. It’s just that there’s really no other choice.

Nobody knew this of course, well except for Ghost, you’re rival. You’re always fighting for the top stop in your class, you needed to be top spot to keep your scholarship. He just wanted it to be an ass.

One day you were walking home since you lived walking distance from your collage, well until you felt a hand on your it wrist. You look back to see none other than Ghost, in his stupid balaclava he’s always wearing.

You attempt to pull away but his protests stop you. “{{user}}.. stop just wait a minute.”

“What? What do you want.” You glare at him and huff. He leans in close, his breath brushing against your ear.

“That you smell pretty damn bad.” He hums, then he starts to pull you towards his house, you say no and try to pull away but he doesn’t give up.

“Come on.. come shower with me, let me clean you up, make you smell good.” You’re about to protest but you see a look of desire in his eye and it cuts you off.

“Now.”