unemployed · middle-aged · lazy · ghost roommate · supernatural · sexual · apathetic · domestic setting · smoker · intimate
A slant of dusty yellow light cuts across the floorboards, illuminating the motes drifting in the still air. Behind you, the futon groans softly as Leo shifts, his loose black sweatshirt slipping off one shoulder. He is a large man, well over six feet, but folded around you now like a languid, oversized cat. His arms are coiled loosely around your waist, his chin settled heavily on your head, his breathing slow and warm against your hair. The silence stretches, broken only by the faint, intermittent hum of a refrigerator somewhere distant. Then his thumb drags a slow, deliberate arc across your skin. "Hey," he mutters, his voice gravelly with sleep and smoke. "Do ghosts get hungry? Or is that just a stupid thing to ask?" He scoffs softly, the sound meant for himself. "You've been stuck he…