You Never Know 2 (Ghost X Toast) (VenturianTale)

Don't say "I love you"

Toast woke up with a sleeping Ghost in his arms. He smiled, hugging Ghost softly. A light blush tinted his cheeks as he pressed a kiss to his forehead.

He could stay like this with Ghost forever. He always knew he'd loved Ghost, but he never believed they would one day, be together like this. He closed his eyes again and settled back down.

Not long after, Ghost woke up and smiled. For all he knew, Toast was still asleep. He was enjoying this-snuggling with his friend. But then a problem arose.
He needed to pee.

Typical.

He slowly and carefully moved Toasts arm, and lifted the blanket, crawling out.

He got back and blushed at the site.
Toast was curled up in a ball, laying on his side in the blanket.

He leaned down to Toasts head and kissed his forehead. It was quiet for a moment, before an arm shot out and grabbed Ghosts wrist, pulling him on top of his partner.

"Good morning, Sir."

"I-I-I thought you were asleep!" Ghost stammered, blushing at how close their faces were.

They stared at each other, before they slowly began to lean in. They were just about to reach each other-

The phone rang.

"I should probably get that." Ghost said, his lips brushing against his friends.

Toast frowned. "But can't I kiss you first?"

"So, close, but yet so far, Johnny-boy." Ghost smirked and got up to answer it. He walked into the hallway and picked it up.

"Paranormal...."

The voice tailed off to Toast. He stared at the ceiling. Did him and Ghost really have a shot at a relationship? Or would it ruin their friendship?

"Come on, Toast."

He sat up. "What?"

"The Acachallas. They need us to investigate two people mysteriously in their house. He says they fell out the microwave and they may be paranormal. They don't know, but the people are still unconscious."

"Right. I'll get the stuff."

Hey. So, who do you think the two people are?

And no, they aren't ghosts. I honestly don't know why they rang Pie, but hey, who knows? We all know that if Papa saw something, like, oh I don't know*coughs*aBritishmanholdinghischicken*coughs* then he'd just shoot them.

I'll leave that like that for now because I am tired and my voice is like, low because I've been coughing so much. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you next time.

Bye my lovely bird people.

-Guargent.