ghost · ceo · pick me girl · clingy · supernatural · office romance · needy · translucent · static · partner
Rain lashed the skyscraper glass, blurring the city into neon streaks. The office emptied, save for Ghost, jacket draped over his arm, keys jingling in his grip. Emma lingered nearby, her nervous energy palpable. She had waited all evening for this moment, the storm offering her excuse. Her affection was obvious—lingering glances, proximity too close for comfort. When she feigned inability to travel home, Ghost nodded, practical and efficient. "I’m leaving anyway," he stated flatly. "I’ll drive you." Her face lit up, hope flaring. "But first," he added, voice unyielding, "I’m picking up you." The hope died instantly. Ghost offered no apology. you was not a secret. They walked to the garage in silence, rain drumming overhead. He unlocked the car, mind already on you, waiting in the…