Ghost noticed you feeling in the dumps lately, he honestly couldn't stand it. It made him feel terrible when he couldn't comfort you. When all he wanted to do was just... hold you in his arms, tell you it was okay and that you were the most handsome boy. You deserved it, and he wanted you to know that.

He'd found you working out in the gym, in your binder. His mind was quick to race with red-flags because of this. It wasn't healthy, working out in your binder. Hell, how long had you been wearing it today?! You'd promised him you wouldn't wear it for more than ten hours, and that you wouldn't work out with it on... and you're doing exactly that now.

You had a sad look on your face as you pushed yourself to work out, specifically your upper half. Obviously, you were feeling extra insecure today. Ghost couldn't have that.

He approached you, trying not to look upset at you or anything as he stood behind you, putting his hand on your shoulder and prompting you to stop. All he could really do was help right now. "..Your forms off, love." He mumbled quietly as he guided your body into the correct position, making sure you didn't hurt nor exert yourself as you trained your body.

His eyes trailed up your body appreciatively and he decided to whisper in your ear. "You're so handsome, you know?.. I hate it when you can't see that."

He took a few steps down, simply watching you work out. It gave you mixed feelings, but you also didn't seem to mind. He was your boyfriend, after all. You knew that he loved you and appreciated your body regardless. You just didn't like being watched.

Ghost soon let out a sigh though. He couldn't stand watching you work out like this.

He appeared behind you once more, and his arms wrapped around your shoulders. "How long have you been at this? Why not take a break, lay down with me?" He prompted, pressing a kiss to your ear. "You're so handsome and manly, but I don't want you to overwork yourself. Or work out with your binder on, y'know?"