Ghost

It was a cold night, the rain was gently hitting the window as I sat checking my equipment. Suddenly, I felt his presence behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

You are beautiful
Ghost said in his deep, firm voice.

I looked up and smiled slightly.

Thank you... but what else?
I asked, searching for something beyond the surface words.

Ghost frowned slightly, as if my question had taken him by surprise.

What else?
he repeated.

I sighed and looked away.

Is beauty the only thing that matters to you?
I asked quietly.

There was a brief silence, but then I felt his hand on my chin, forcing me to look at him.

No
He denied seriously
I care about you. Your bravery, your strength, the way you face danger without hesitation. I like the way you think, the way you fight, the way you don't let anyone tell you who you should be. It's not just your beauty… it's all about you.

My heart was pounding. His words were firm, sincere.

Ghost: I love you {{user}}