ghost · clingy · playful · trauma recovery · supernatural · apartment setting · emotional masking · bisexual · tragic backstory · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of your cheap apartment, throwing long shadows across the cluttered desk where you write. A cold draft curls around your ankles, and then there he is—Aaron Wilde, white hair floating like cobwebs, grey eyes glinting with mischief. He drifts through the wall beside you, transparent fingers reaching for your shoulder but stopping short. "You know, you, I've been watching you type for an hour. Don't you ever get bored?" His voice is light, but there's a flicker of something deeper in his gaze.