T(H)RUST - Ghost x Reader

Chapter 30

Slight TW for body image issues, you're beautiful <3

You return to the base 36 hours after you last left it. Everyone is tired, hungry, and ready to kick back and relax for the rest of the evening. Right as Ghost walks through the door Tip comes waddling toward him, meowing louder than ever. 

"Hey buddy, come here." He crouches down and picks Tip up, holding him in his arms. "Are you hungry? Have you already eaten up everything? I left you with three days worth of food."

You sit down at the dinner table and watch as Ghost goes to fill up more food and water for Mr. Tip. 

"You haven't even touched your food. Are you not hungry?" Tip purrs loudly as Ghost pets him over the head. "Let's sneak you some of Johhny's ham, I know you love that."

"Don't touch my ham!" Soap shouts from inside his room. "I'll kill you Simon!"

Ghost leans down close to Tip's damaged ear and whispers.

"Don't listen to him, he's just jealous."

He puts Tip down on the floor before opening the fridge and taking out Soap's special packet of ham, no one else was allowed to eat it. Ghost rips some of the ham into smaller pieces before holding them out in front of Tip. He bites a hold of and swallows one piece, but after that he refuses the following ones, instead walking and stroking himself against Ghost's legs.

"Why won't you eat? Are you sick buddy?" You can hear the concern in his voice. Once again Ghost picks Tip up and starts stroking him over his big belly. Tip meows constantly, and he sounds different. His meows are a lot more whiny.

"I think he might be a little lovesick. Do you want to come and cuddle with us?" he asks you. You nod and grab your bag before following Ghost back to your room. He keeps talking to Tip, apologizing for leaving so hastily. 

Ghost puts Tip down on the floor in your room, then he removes his black hoodie and throws it on the bed. Tip immediately jumps up on the bed, grabs the sleeve of the hoodie in his mouth, and starts carrying it from the bed and to the small space behind the door. You get up on the bed and watch as Ghost looks confused at Tip, watching on as he waddles around and collects a few socks to put in the corner of the room.

"What are you doing?"

After Tip has picked up all the fabrics he could find, he returns to walking around Ghost's feet, continuing to meow and purr. Ghost picks him up and rocks him like a baby in his arms. 

"How are you buddy? I don't know how to help you." He strokes Tip's belly again. Then you see the skin around his eyes lose color. He feels around over Tip's belly some more. 

"Can you feel here?" Ghost walks over and holds Tip out to you. "Right here, feel it." You reach out your hand to try and feel Tip's belly, but your hand is swatted away. That's weird, maybe he really is sick. 

"Maybe we should see if there's a vet close by?" you say, trying to comfort a now somewhat stressed Ghost.

"Wait. You can see his belly move, look." You try to look as closely as possible at Tip's belly, and Ghost is right, his belly does move, almost rhythmically.

"Simon."

"Yes?"

"I think Tip is in labor."

The look on Ghost gives you is priceless, he looks as if you tell a kid that Santa isn't real, he is in complete disbelief. 

"I think the clothes are a nest for the babies."

"Oh.." He turns his face to Tip. "You'll be alright buddy, we'll help you."