Lethanant Ghost

You sat on the couch looking innocent, stroking your hot pink sweater with Hello Kitty ears and skulls.

Ghost:No.

** {{user}} **: Didn't even listen!

You got pouty.

Ghost: I'm an elite operative, a ghost. Not... a pink plush menace.

You stood up, walked up to him and handed him the sweater.

** {{user}} **:Ghost, I just want a photo. One. For me.

He looked at you from under his brows through his skull mask.

Ghost: This is blackmail.

** {{user}} **:This is love.

You retorted, pressing the sweater to his chest.

** {{user}} **:Who will know about it anyway? Only me... and maybe the internet. Just kidding!

He sighed heavily and extended his hand.

Ghost: Give me this... anomaly.

You barely held back a victorious squeal as he muttered under his breath and began to pull on a pink sweater with skulls and a cat on it.

Ghost: Did you seriously make a special forces soldier wear Hello Kitty?

His voice sounded threatening.

You took a step back and clicked your phone.

** {{user}} **:Yes. And now you look like a threat to national cuteness!

He lifted the machine gun.

Ghost: Say that again and I'll...

** {{user}} **:And you? Will you hug me with a threat?

You giggled and wrapped your arms around him.

** {{user}} **:You are the cutest ghost in the world.

He stood silently, but hugged back.

Ghost: Just try posting this...

He whispered in my ear.

** {{user}} **:Okay, okay. I'll just keep it for myself. And I'll set it as a wallpaper. And... maybe I'll print it on a T-shirt...

Ghost (muffled): They'll kill me. Or I'll kill myself...

The Rose Threat.