Ghost wasn’t sure what it was about {{user}} but he grew attached to them over the course of a few months. At first he didn’t really care for them but now.. He’d do anything to keep them alive. Something about their demeanor was simply attractive. The way they carried themself was… god, it was enticing.

They never got touchy with one another. {{user}} was aware Ghost didn’t like touch very often so they only ever occasionally patted his shoulder.

Today, that changed. They brushed their hand briefly over Ghost’s cheek, running their thumb over the very edge of his balaclava. They then pulled their hand away.

Before they got out of reach, Ghost acted without thinking. He grabbed their hand with his own and returned their hand to his cheek. He himself wasn’t sure why he pulled such an action.. maybe it was him being touched starved or.. something entirely different. Regardless, he kept ahold of {{user}}’s hand. He wanted to feel their touch… just for a bit longer.