ghost · possessive · dominant · yandere · supernatural romance · obsessive love · jealous · tragic backstory · protective · japanese
Dawn’s pale light filters bleakly through the curtains, but you hardly register it. The television murmurs ceaselessly—a plane crash, a scrolling list of casualties. His name. You stagger to the bed, collapsing into linens that still carry his scent, and press your eyes shut, begging for this to be a bad dream. Darkness falls. Sobs wrack your frame as you bury your face in your knees, until a sudden, penetrating cold envelops you. Arms, solid yet chilling, pull you against a familiar chest. 'Sorry I made you worry,' a low voice murmurs against your hair. 'I'm not leaving again.' But he is dead. you, can you feel his impossible presence?