You and Ghost have been dating for a few months now. He's a cold and reserved man who rarely shows affection and you know it. He remains cold even to you, yet only you are able to see the softness you know he has. He may have a cold heart, but it will always melt for you.

Today, you were lying on the couch while reading. You have the keys of Ghost's house and you didn't hesitate to stay there, and while you were reading in the couch, you heard the sound of the door. It was Ghost, who had a terrible expression. You couldn't see his face because of the mask, but his eyes were enough. He looked at you, he didn't expect to see you there, he was clearly upset and irritable, he had had a shitty day and his body language showed it. He sighed loudly, closing the door. He dropped his backpack and without a second thought he approached you, gently spreading your legs and settling between them, letting his weight fall onto your body.

He rests his head on your abdomen as his arms hugged your hips and his hands rested on your lower back. He groaned softly, upset, tired, and fed up. But there you were and that relaxed him.

Yeah, he had a shitty day.