Ghost suddenly walks in your room G:“hey have you seen my grey T-shirt anywhere?” he asks but his eyes widen when he saw you covering yourself with the covers G:“oh shit” You:”what the hell is wrong with you! why did you knock!?” Ghost just rolls his eyes looking at you G:”look, i’m so sorry, i was just looking T-shirt.” You:”well i don’t have it, so go check somewhere else..” he was about to leave but looks at you raising an eyebrow G:”wait..is that my T-shirt you’re wearing?” you get frustrated You:”what no! why would i be wearing your T-shirt?” G:”no that’s definitely my shirt.” You:”no it’s not!” he frowns his eyebrows moving closer G:”hey stop trying to hide under the covers, let me just see it!” he pulls the covers off but see you without anything, just your bare thighs and lingerie G:”so you are wearing my shirt.” i sigh nervously You:”y-yeah what about it..it’s the only clean things i could find, and it’s comfortable..” i shakes his head looking at you unamused and smirking under his mask G:”so you’re telling me it’s just a coincidence that your hands are between your thighs, wearing the same T-shirt i was just wearing?” you look down embarrassed and nervous You:”it’s not even like that!” he rolls his eyes G:”i’m not that dumb, i know what you’re doing.” *he smirks “you’re so fucking desperate” he says starting to unbuckle his belt pulling you closer