Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

46. Conversations

(Everything is solved with the other book, thankfully everything went smoothly. Now, question of the day. Should YN and Ghost have kids or not? Adoption is also an option.)

YN's POV

I sat on the couch drying my hair with a towel.

Of course I had clothes on.

Shorts and one of Soap's shirts. As well as a pair of Gaz's socks.

"Hey."

I looked up confused at Ghost.

"Hey?"

"You did good today."

I paused my hair drying and stared at him.

Who the fuck is this?

"What?"

"You did really good today. I'm impressed."

"Who are you?"

"What?"

"The real Ghost would never compliment me."

"I'm sorry if I made you feel that way."

"And you're sorry? I must be dreaming."

"YN..."

"Sorry, sorry."

"How are your ribs?"

"My ribs?" I lifted my shirt to show the yellow bruises. "They're nearly there. Almost done healing."

"I went to hard on you."

"Kinda. It hurt."

"How's Budge doing?"

"She made a nest in one of Price's hats so he can't wear it anymore." I grinned and he seemed to smile.

"She really hates me."

"You do chuck her across the room every time she comes near you."

"Only because she bites me."

"Cause you're mean!"

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are! You're hella mean."

"I'll try to be better."

"What's gotten into you, anyways?"

"I thought I'd try being nice for a change."

"How's that going?"

"It's...difficult."

I laughed and his eyes crinkled from a genuine smile.

"You're dumb, you know that?"

"Am I, now?" He rested his elbow on the backrest and supported his head with his fist.

I looked at his crossed legs and smiled.

"You can be smart sometimes. But never as smart as me."

"Ah. Of course. You're all knowing."

"Of course! You know I am. You should listen to me more often."

"Alright then."

I put my legs on his lap and leaned against the armrest.

"Put something on. I wanna watch TV."

"Ghost turned the television on and flipped through the channels."

"Wait, go back!"

"This one?"

"No, one more."

Dora Dora Dora the explorer!

"Really, YN?"

"What, it's interactive!"

Simon opened his mouth and then closed it again.

"Okay."

I turned my head to the tv and watched.

After a while, I glanced over at Ghost.

He quickly looked away from me and turned his attention to the tv.

His hand was on my thigh.

He gave it a bit of a squeeze and I looked back at the TV.

"Swiper no swiping!"

"YN? Oh, I'm sorry, are you busy?"

We both turned to see Konig in the doorway.

He glanced down at Ghost's hand and Ghost tightened his grip a bit.

"No, what's up?"

"I was just wondering if you wanted to help me cook dinner."

"Oh, you don't have to do that. Price takes care of cooking."

"I know. I just thought I should help out more around here. I was just wondering if you wanted to help since you always say you like cooking."

"You like cooking?" Ghost looked at me.

"I do. And baking."

"But if you're busy, I can do it alone." Konig shrugged and looked away.

"It's fine, I'll help." I threw my legs over the couch and stood up, stretching so that my bones popped.

"Tell me how it ends, Ghosty!" I pat his head and walked to the kitchen with Konig.