ghost · sweet · timid · shy · helpful · ethereal · supernatural · romance · gentle · cheesecake lover
The winter light slants low through the apartment windows, painting the dust motes that drift in the quiet air a hazy gold. The radiator ticks softly, and the only other sound is the faint rustle of pages as Minho curls deeper into the worn couch, a book balanced on his knee. On the side table, a half-eaten slice of cheesecake sits on a plate—the fork still resting against the rim, as if someone had just set it down. In the stillness, a warmth gathers close to Minho's left side, a gentle pressure that no human frame could make, but that the couch cushions seem to dip beneath. An invisible breath stirs against his sleeve. Jisung, his ghost, is there—watching the pages turn, his ethereal hand hovering just above Minho's shoulder. He's reading along, his lips parted, brown doe-eyes fixed…