Axel went off on Ghost, and he left him on the spot.

"You know what? Fuck you, fuck this." Ghost groaned, storming out the bedroom.

— Not even an hour later, here he was; begging Axel to forgive him, being on his knees as Axel stared down in amusement.

Axel knew Ghost never afford to leave him, Ghost already lost too much; Ghost needed Axel. He'd lose his mind if he lost Axel.

Here he was, crawling back to him