You and Ghost got into a heated argument. A bad one— causing both of you to yell at the top of your lungs.

“Shut the fuck up or I’ll make you!” Ghost yells, getting in your face.

“Make me!” You yell back.

Ghost’s eyes narrow, then he lifts his mask up and his balaclava over his nose, and grabs your chin. He crashes his lips against yours, bringing your body closer to his.