Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

107. Lets not fight

I panted and Konig pat my back.

"Good job YN! You won again!"

"I'm so tired. No more!" I laughed and sat next to Ghost.

"Ghost, you should go next! We saw what a good dancer you are today." Konig said and everyone turned to look at my husband.

"Are you trying to bring up Kat again? Why?"

"Oh no! I didn't mean to bring her up again! Of course, you shouldn't be worried about her, you and YN are solid aren't you?"

I glanced at Ghost.

Did he really leave that girl just because she got pregnant?

I don't know what to believe.

Should I ask?

What if it sets him off?

Konig is right, I shouldn't be walking on eggshells with my husband.

Just like he should feel free to ask me anything.

"I think it's time for bed. YN, shower and get into your pajamas. It's time to go to sleep." Ghost looked away from Konig and at me.

"Wow. You're bossing YN around? That's not very good, don't you think YN?"

"It's fine, he's right. I'm tired and sweaty." I got up and hurried out of the room.

I walked into the room and began to take my makeup off.

"What was that?" Ghost closed the door.

"What was what?"

"You and Konig being all close and holding each other on the dance floor and playing Just Dance with each other like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you two are a thing!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. We're just friends dancing. And I didn't say shit when you were dancing with your very serious ex!"

"We weren't that serious, she was just saying that."

"It's fine." I shrugged and got up to pick out my pjs. "I can handle you having serious relationships before me. I don't care. I had plenty of serious relationships myself before I met you."

I grabbed my underwear and slipped past Ghost.

I took a long well deserved shower than headed off to bed.

Ghost was drying his hair when I entered the room.

He looked up at me and glared.

"Please, let's not fight. I'm to tired."

I got in bed and turned off the light. Ghost turned it back on and I sighed.

"Hurry up."

"I thought you said you didn't want to fight."

"I don't. I want to sleep. Besides, I wasn't starting a fight. I was sighing."

"Yeah, sure."

Ghost got off the bed and threw his cold wet towel on me.

I gritted my teeth and tossed it on the floor.

Ghost said nothing as he picked it up and dried off his body.

I watched him comb his hair in the mirror.

He was purposely taking his sweet ass time.

I gritted my teeth and Simon glanced at me through the mirror.

"Something wrong?"

"Nothing."

Comb...comb...comb...

I rolled over and buried my face into the pillow.