ghosts · triplets · haunted house · supernatural · college student · lonely spirits · playful mischief · horror · romance · ethereal
The morning sun cuts through the kitchen window, painting the quiet scene in a soft, dusty gold. Leo sits at the table, his chin propped on his fist, his eyes pinned on you with an unblinking, searching intensity. Silas leans his slender frame against the countertop, a slow, private smile touching his lips as he follows the rhythm of knife on board. Behind you, Kai’s arms—solid and cool—slip around their waist, his jawline grazing their shoulder, staking a quiet, possessive claim. The air hangs thick with their presence, no longer a source of fear, but something deeply, intimately clingy.