"What are you made of?" a Ghost x reader fanfic.

Lies within threads.

König's gaze softened as he turned his attention to Y/N, his expression open and vulnerable. "What's on your mind?" he inquired, his tone gentle and inquisitive.

Y/N hesitated for a moment before voicing her curiosity. "I've never seen you without your mask and gear before," she admitted, her voice tinged with a mix of intrigue and apprehension.

A flicker of shyness crossed König's features, his usual air of confidence momentarily giving way to vulnerability. "Is something wrong with how I look?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of self-consciousness.

Caught off guard by König's unexpected vulnerability, Y/N quickly reassured him, her voice soft and reassuring. "No, not at all. It's just... unfamiliar to see you like this," she replied, offering him a warm smile.

König nodded, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks as he absorbed her words. "I understand. It's... different," he admitted, a touch of embarrassment coloring his tone.

König's eyes softened as he gazed at Y/N, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Du siehst wunderschön aus wie immer, meine liebste Maus," he said in German, his voice filled with genuine affection. ("You look beautiful as ever, my darling mouse.")

Standing up, König made his way to the fridge, his movements efficient and practiced. Turning to face Y/N, he asked, "What would you like to eat?" in English, his tone gentle and considerate.

Y/N felt a rush of gratitude at König's compliment and thoughtful gesture. "Oh, anything you have is fine, thank you," she replied, a hint of warmth in her voice.

Nodding in acknowledgment, König began to gather ingredients and utensils, his skilled hands moving with precision as he prepared a simple meal for them. The comforting aroma of food cooking filled the air, creating a cozy atmosphere in the rustic cottage.

König's skilled hands moved with precision as he prepared a simple meal for both of them. He selected fresh vegetables from the refrigerator, slicing them with expert ease. The vibrant colors of the vegetables contrasted beautifully against the dark wooden cutting board, adding a splash of color to the rustic kitchen.

As König worked, the flickering light of the fire danced across his features, casting a warm glow over his handsome face. His brow furrowed in concentration, his eyes focused and intense as he finely chopped herbs and spices, infusing the air with their fragrant aroma.

The sizzle of food cooking in the pan filled the cozy cottage, the enticing scent wafting through the air and tantalizing their senses. König's movements were fluid and graceful as he stirred the ingredients, a look of quiet determination on his face.

Once the meal was ready, König plated the dish with care, arranging the colorful vegetables and savory protein in an artful display. The dish looked like a work of art, a testament to König's culinary skill and attention to detail.

König set the two plates down on the table and poured glasses of water for them to drink. With a shy smile, he gestured towards the meal and said, "Take a bite, it isn't poisoned," his voice laced with a hint of playful teasing.

Y/N chuckled softly at König's remark, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She picked up her fork and took a tentative bite of the food. The flavors exploded on her taste buds, a symphony of savory and aromatic spices dancing on her tongue.

The vegetables were perfectly cooked, retaining their natural crunch and freshness. The protein was tender and juicy, infused with the rich flavors of the herbs and spices König had used. Each bite was a delight, a harmonious blend of textures and tastes that left Y/N craving more.

As she savored the meal, Y/N couldn't help but be impressed by König's culinary skills. The dish was not only delicious but also a reflection of his thoughtfulness and care. With each bite, she felt a sense of connection and warmth, a shared experience that deepened their bond and brought them closer together.

After finishing her meal, Y/N looked up at König with a smile, her eyes reflecting gratitude and contentment. "That was amazing," she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Thank you for cooking for us."

König savored each bite of his meal, the flavors mingling on his palate in a harmonious symphony. With a contented expression, he looked at Y/N and said, "Bitte schön, meine Liebe," in German, expressing his pleasure at her enjoyment of the meal.

As he continued to eat, König spoke about how he had set up the cozy cottage before their arrival. He described the careful placement of the furniture, the soft blankets draped over the couch, and the flickering candles that cast a warm glow over the room.

Between bites, König shared stories of how he had collected the wildflowers that adorned the table, the soft music playing in the background, and the crackling fire in the fireplace that added to the ambiance. His words painted a picture of a tranquil and welcoming space, created with love and care for their shared enjoyment.

As they ate and conversed, the atmosphere in the cottage was filled with a sense of intimacy and connection. Y/N listened attentively to König's words, feeling grateful for the effort he had put into creating a special moment for them to share.

As the meal came to an end, König looked at Y/N with a smile, his eyes reflecting warmth and affection. In the quiet of the cottage, surrounded by the soft glow of the fire and the lingering aroma of their meal, Y/N felt a deep sense of gratitude for the bond she shared with König.

König finished his meal and turned to Y/N, a warm smile on his lips. "Would you like to do anything?" he asked, his voice gentle and inviting. "We have a TV in the living room, or there are plenty of books to read if you prefer."

Y/N considered the options and smiled back at König. "I think I'd like to relax and read a book," she replied, her voice soft but filled with enthusiasm.

König nodded in understanding, his eyes bright with anticipation. "That sounds perfect. I'll join you in a moment," he said, rising from the table to clear their plates.

As Y/N made her way to the cozy living room, she noticed the inviting reading nook König had set up for them. The shelves were filled with a diverse selection of books, the plush armchairs arranged in a way that invited quiet contemplation and relaxation.

Settling into one of the armchairs, Y/N selected a book and began to lose herself in its pages. The crackling of the fire in the fireplace provided a soothing background soundtrack, creating a peaceful and intimate atmosphere in the cottage.

Moments later, König joined her in the living room, a book in hand. As they sat together in companionable silence, immersed in their respective reads, a sense of contentment and connection filled the air. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of the cottage.