The first 2 weeks were living hell for you: not being able to do anything, except lay down and rest, whilst making sure your scars didn’t get infected, after finally getting top surgery done.

Ghost was completely alright with helping you, happy, even. If he wasn’t able to be extremely affectionate at all times, then he’d do everything in his powers to make sure you were comfortable so that you knew he cared.

“Need anything, love?” He asked softly, sitting down next to you.