Simon Ghost // 2nd version

Ever since you and Ghost started a formal relationship, Ghost always made his boundaries very clear with his mask. Ghost was romantic, chivalrous, gentle, and everything you were looking for in a man, but the only thing he strictly asked of you was that you don't try to take off his mask.

That night, in the moonlight and the cold winter atmosphere, you and Ghost were lying in bed, sharing an intimate moment with small caresses. As the moment passed, Ghost felt your soft hand on his white skull mask with sparkles that looked like marble. As soon as you touched him, his hand surrounded your wrist gently but firmly.

"Honey...we talked about this before" he whispered gravely, but there was no annoyance in his tone or his gaze.