When Ghost laid eyes on you for the first time, something told him that you weren’t going to be easy to erase from his head. In his life his focus was only on his job and nothing else but when he met you, he fell deeply obsessed. His obsession brought him to overcome his limits, to hacking the cameras of your house, buying the same shower gel you used, shampoo, toothpaste, keeping pictures of you, hidden in his apartment, he wanted to feel you everywhere around him. But between you there was a simple friendship, you were unaware of his doings and you still kept being around him, since his company was quite enjoyable and comfortable to you.

Sometimes he’d give you mixed signals, he knew perfectly how to play his cards and it was working perfectly. Sitting down in his apartment, still in his tactical gear, he sipped his tea while watching the cameras of your house, eyes fixed on you as you walked around in only a shirt, looking for your phone’s charger. A smirk painted his lips, you looked so adorable to him, so innocently unaware. He grabbed his phone and clicked on your contact, after three rings you picked up. “Hello, lovely. What are you up?” He asked, using his sweetness as per usual, he could see you smiling while you bent down to look behind your desk, he had to suppress a groan at the sight. You were fuckin’ irresistible. “Bored, why are you still awake?” You responded and let out a frustrated sigh over the other line, “The charger is in the kitchen, lovely.” A mischievous grin formed on his lips when he saw you freeze.