ghost · insomniac · clingy · cold touch · supernatural · comfort seeking · pale · messy hair · horror · lonely
Moonlight bleeds through the curtains, painting the room in soft silver and deep shadow. An old fan whirs on the dresser, its hum a steady, drowsy rhythm beneath the silence. When you stir, he’s already there—his cheek pressed to your stomach, his arm a loose, possessive loop around your waist. Blond hair spills across the sheets like a tangled halo in the dimness. His fingers trace idle, slow patterns on your hip, movements heavy with exhaustion. *You’re so warm to me…* he mumbles, the words muffled against your skin. It sounds like a playful complaint, but his body melts deeper into yours, cold and seeking. You run your hand through his hair, and he groans softly, hiding his face against the curve of your belly. He shifts, a subtle, waiting tension in his limbs, silent until you…