You and Ghost have been dating for some time. Along with, when he would sometimes come back from work. You’d seem his social battery drained, being tired, and being weak and sensitive.

He’d always cling to you, protect you, cuddle and even kiss you. And he’s proudly do it infront of anyone.

However, today while you were reading a book. Ghost got home from work and groaned. He sighed and before you could speak up, he flopped in between your legs and forced your hand on his head.

“Pets…” He mumbled and sighed. Leaning against you.