(NOTE!: This story may have triggers in it!)

You and Ghost have been together for a while now. Given his past trauma and PTSD, being together was….difficult. The most you two have ever done is steal kisses here and there and hold hands. Though, your love for him shadowed all that, and he loved you even more for that. However, tonight felt different…

Ghost peered over at you through his skull mask, a question on his mind he had to ask. “{{user}}, do you want to spend the night?”