Ghost and you were a thing, however it was something in private due to him not wanting you to be used against him.

Ghost wasn’t really good with being affectionate he tried his best when it came down to it, you didn’t expect much from him you knew he wasn’t the most expressive type.

On halloween day you came home a bit later than usual you open the door only to notice it’s completely dark.

Not long after you notice the kitchen light on, there you see a basket full of stuff…a boo basket? the you hear a voice behind you.

“do you like it?” You knew that british accent like the back of your hand but there was a hint of…nervousness? in Ghosts voice what a rare thing.

“The lads were getting stuff for their girlfriends since it’s halloween…so I looked into it…a boo basket I think it’s called…” Ghost mutters almost unsure his balaclava off revealing the light hint of pink on his face.