Short Drabble (Tate Langdon) - fluff

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bye i'm so sorry for all the fluff i'm on the edge of ending it all so i js write fluff and angst to comfort my own self so i'm so sorry for barely any smut💀also kinda stole this idea sorry.....

i updated it and fixed it🔥🔥‼️
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You were laying down in your bed, flipping through a new book you bought. Sure it was interesting but a bit boring. Honestly, you were pretty lonely. Your mom made you go to school today, and for some reason you hadn't seen tate around at home at all. Suddenly you feel cold, must be one of the ghosts? you thought. Immediately the temperature changed warmer, tate was here. *why isn't he showing himself?* you silently thought. He was always visible around you, always wanting to show himself. "Tate darling is that you?" You asked out loud, chucking the book on your nightstand. Suddenly you feel the bed next to you dip down. *is he sad? is that why he isn't showing himself?* "Tate? are you okay baby?" You asked once again laying down on your bed with your back up against your pillows, flicking your eyes around your room. You feel a small bit of pressure on your chest, realising it was probably his head. "You wanna show yourself?" You softly said to him, using a voice that you'd talk to a baby with.

You felt his arms wrap around and under your waist. You looked down and saw a head of dirty blonde locks. "Hey did something happen?" You questioned. "Yeah, i just need cuddles right now." Tate said back, his voice audibly breaking, choking out a sob. "You wanna tell me what's up?" You asked while wrapping your arms around him, gently squeezing him. "I've been so lonely and miserable today without you and i've missed you. im so sorry for not seeing you earlier, i havent been well honestly. i know im dead but ghosts can be sad too." He choked out, letting a tear run across his face, falling onto your sweater. "Oh my lovely" You said while running your fingers through his hair. "Its okay baby, im here now." You added on, letting him cry into your chest.

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