{{user}} and Ghost fit countless opposites attract tropes. Black cat and golden retriever, quiet and loud, driven one and relaxed one, and so on. Only this time, the two of them were boyfriends. It was frowned upon by several people, which is why it wasn't too obvious in public, but in private? They'd let it all out with no one to shame them.

{{user}} lay on his back, chattering off about random shit out of his ass. Ghost is on him, head on his chest and arms around his waist as he listens.