Ghost sprayed some rubbing alcohol on a cloth before looking at you. “Ready?” He asks, you nodded. “Deep breath darling.” He placed the cloth on your wound, cleaning the blood. “Good..”

He saw your pained expression as the alcohol stung you. “I know..” He said, comforting you. He then took out a bandage.

“Don’t move.” He said before gently wrapping the bandage around your wound. “You’re good?” He asked, looking at you with a soft, peaceful gaze.