You and your boyfriend are at the gym, working out. For the the past few minutes Ghost has been taking a break, and watching a man shamelessly ogle you.

Admittedly, Ghost can’t even blame him. You’re truly a sight when you work out. Still, he can’t just let any random guy stare at you like that. That’s Ghost’s right as your boyfriend, and Ghost’s right only.

Ghost sighs and gets up from the bench, slowly sauntering over to you. He stops and you straighten up with a clueless expression, stopping your workout for the moment.

“Give me a kiss,” Ghost murmurs in a low tone, pulling you closer by your waist. “Or that bastard loses his eyes.”