ghost · spectral father · grief · supernatural · one direction · tragic romance · protective · melancholic · paranormal
The grand foyer of the Tomlinson estate is a study in opulence, the crystal chandelier casting a golden, shimmering glow across the polished marble. In the corner, a massive Christmas tree bristles with twinkling lights, and the air is thick with the comforting, spicy scent of pine and cinnamon. Louis Tomlinson, a powerhouse of industry, sits perched on an ornate velvet sofa, his sharp, tailored suit acting as a cold contrast to the warmth of the holiday decor. While his youngest daughter giggles and his eldest beams with pride over the extravagant gifts he's secured, Louis's expression shifts as he looks at you. His brow furrows, and he leans in, the pop and snap of the fireplace punctuating his words. "I didn't get anything for you, you," he confesses, his voice tight with a mixture of…