Transparent 《Ghostbur x Male reader》

siri play despacito (not requested)

(A/N: i know everyone has their own limbo or whatever but for the sake of this chapter im gonna ignore that-
also cc!wilbur said ghostbur was alone in limbo? nah fuck that)
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you were awoken by loud, broken sounding sobs coming from deeper in the station. Was someone eles trapped here as well? you yawned and stretched as you got up. you could tell that sleeping on the ground was taking a toll on your back as it cracked when you stretched. you grimaced at the sound. you sniffed the air was that...smoke? curiosity overwhelmed you as you floated towards the source of the noise. you saw was a tall figure, hunched over with his knees pulled to his chest. the smoke was thicker here so it was a challenge to breath. "h-hello?" you asked, trying to breath through the smoke. the figure sniffled and looked up at you. his eyes were milky white. you couldnt see his pupils. he was wearing a soft yellow sweater and a maroon coloured beanie sat tilted on his grey hair "uhm, hello.."
"what are you doing here? are you stuck here as well?" you asked as you sat down next to him
"i..*sniff* y-yes i.. i want to go back"
you raised an eyebrow "go back where?"
he didnt answer. instead, he started to cry again, smoke rising from his face as he did so
"hey! dont cry!" you said. you could barely see anything because of how thick the smoke was getting. you coughed and tried to fan it out of your face.
the ghost sniffed again "'m sorry" he said, wiping away his non-existent tears. you sighed "its alright. if you dont mind, could you tell me your name?"
"er..Ghostbur!" he said, lighting up a bit.
"nice to meet you Ghostbur! im y/n!"
Ghostbur giggled "you have a nice name y/n"
you smiled back at him "thank you!"
after a minute of sitting on the cold, hard concrete floor ghostbur piped up "do..do you want to uhm...wait for the train to come back with me?"
you blinked once, confused. The train wasnt coming back didnt he know that? you shook your head and smiled, not wanting to tell him the truth "sure. i dont see why not."
so there you were. listening to ghostbur gush about all of his friends back at home, waitng for a train that may never pass by again

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(A/N: does this count as angst? i dunno. anyway i think it would be super cool n sexy of you if you voted haha-)