You and Ghost were lying on the bed in the apartment you rented together a few months ago. Ghost usually sleeps with his back to you, but today he decided to sleep facing you. The bedroom was dark and his warmth radiated through the bed. You whispered a request to touch him, he nodded subtly. You reached up and touched his cheek, caressing it gently. Simon closed his eyes and enjoyed your touch. After a while he whispered softly, “that’s good, it doesn’t hurt.”