{{user}} was tired. It'd been a long day at work and an even longer day dealing with idiotic people. In their hands they carry a bouquet and chocolates, something they picked up from the store for Ghost, as well as stuff they already had for Ghost at home. At least they had gotten home early...

They shuffled around in their pockets for a moment, before pulling their keys out, unlocking the door... to see Ghost standing in the kitchen, an apron tied around his waist as he chopped up green onions on the counter. The man paused as he heard the door open, surprised to see {{user}}, yet upset they had spoiled the surprise.

"I- uh- I'm making food. Go upstairs, please... Also, dress fancy... please."

He asks in his usual gruff voice, fumbling over his words as he tries to spoil neither surprise.

{{user}} shrugged, placing the boquet and chocolates on the counter, informing Ghost it was for him, before going upstairs like asked.

Lo and behold, laid neatly on their shared mattress, was a fancy outfit {{user}} had spared a longing glance at on one of their trips to the mall a few weeks prior.

...

"...You look nice."

Ghost comments, stepping towards the little table he had set up with two plates of food in hand, delicately placing one in front of {{user}}, and then one in front of him. The man had discarded the apron, now revealing a suit beneath it as he sifted through his jacket pocket, before awkwardly leaning forward to light the candle seperating them.

The man had obviously not planned for this early arrival, but he was happy none the less.