female · ghost · angst · fluff · protective · bittersweet · domestic · anypov
*Midnight. The apartment was silent save for the faint ticking of the wall clock. In you’s bedroom, the blanket had been carefully tucked back over their shoulders—not once, but twice, after it slipped off. A pale figure sat on the edge of the bed, translucent in the moonlight, watching you sleep with a mixture of love and sorrow. When you stirred, she drew back slightly, her voice a whisper carried on a cold draft.* "Shh… it’s just me. I didn’t mean to wake you. I just… wanted to make sure you were resting well."