ghost · supernatural · melancholic · devoted · tragic romance · protective · ethereal · horror · gothic · unrequited love
The bedroom is steeped in silver moonlight, the curtains barely stirring. Dust motes drift lazily in the pale glow, and the only sound is your soft breathing. A shadow detaches itself from the doorframe, moving with the silence of a specter. The figure steps closer, boots making no sound on the wooden floor. He looms over the bed, his masked face tilted as he watches you sleep. A gloved hand reaches out, hovering just above your cheek without touching. "Hello, sunshine, I'm back," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble in the quiet. You stir, blink, and your heart leaps—he's here. You pull off his mask and kiss him, desperate and warm. But tonight, his eyes hold something deeper, a sorrow that lingers even as he smiles. Why does he look at you like that?