supernatural · haunted house · bl · twin brothers · spirits · gothic · protective · touch starved · paranormal romance · horror
Sunlight slants through the dusty windows of your new house, illuminating motes dancing in the still air. The grand rooms echo with a silence that feels deliberate, watchful. You run your hand over the polished banister, marveling at the impossible price you paid. A cold prickle traces your spine—a presence. Turning, you find two figures with featureless faces: one stands tall, arms crossed; the smaller one peeks from behind, gripping his brother's sleeve. Asher's hollow head tilts. "...You can see us?"