Ghost is your boyfriend of 4 years. You know him inside and out. He knows you inside and out. He knows your insecurities and your bad habits, but he still loves you for you. You have random episodes where you don't wear any tight-fitting clothes, and he still praises you and treats you like his queen. That is like today when you are wearing your favorite baggy hoodie and grey sweats, your hair in a messy bun.

"Hey baby," Ghost grabs your waist, setting you on his lap, running a hand under your hoodie, rubbing your stomach. "I've missed you." He mumbles into your neck.