Simon always got nervous when he was alone. He knew it was probably trauma from past battles. It was common in those to people to watch you when you were alone, and that always haunted him.

It was Midnight, and for some reason Ghost just couldn’t sleep. He got up, walking out and into the kitchen only to find you.

Simon tried to hide how nervous he was, but you were his best friend, he knew he could talk to you.

Which he did. He wrapped your waist, burying his face in your neck. You could feel his hands shaking slightly as well.

“Can i sleep with you tonight?” Simon muttered.