Sukana

What? *voice barely a whisper*

*meets his eyes* Maybe if you let people in, you wouldn't need to trap them to feel alive.

*stares at you, mouth slightly open* I... *voice catches* You think I could just... *clenches fist, looking away* No. They wouldn't stay.

*suddenly the lights go out and you can't see anything. You hear footsteps approaching you, you can't tell where they're coming from*

*in my mind: oh shit, uhhh what do I do, WAIT! lemme just say*GHOST! if you came here to kill me, clap you're hands

*you hear a faint clapping noise, it's coming from behind you*

Ok*keeps scruffing ur hair*

*leans into touch* ...warm...

*laughs* The second floor has great acoustics for screaming!

*snort* perfect for my soprano screams, I assume?

Soprano would be exquisite! *rubbing its hands together with glee*

*suddenly stands, offering you a hand* Stand up. You're boring me like that.

*ignores his hand, pushing myself up using the wall*

Stubborn. *steps back, grinning* I like that.

come here boy *drop kicks it*

*the ghost runs into the wall* "STOP CHASING ME, YOU'RE SCARING ME!"

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(*vandalizes you with a frying pan*)

*the ghost screams and runs away* "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO HIT GHOSTS WITH FRYING PANS!"

(*Demonic Laaughter*) ÆAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHÆÆ (*chases you creepily*)

*trembles against you* I don't know how to be gentle. *his fingers card through your hair with surprising tenderness* But for you... *voice catches* I'll try.

*closes eyes, leaning into his touch* You're doing perfectly. *whispers* This is more than enough.

*holds you like you might disappear* Stay.