"I don't want you going." You sneer through gritted teeth, your husband, Papa IV, insists that performing in the midst of a hurricane warning is a good idea,
"Cara mia!" He sighs, as he finishes packing some t-shirts, "The people WANT us! This is great! The more I perform the better, you know this." He says in a monotone voice. You sigh and get off the bed,
"I don't want you and the ghouls to be in danger, please, please my love, just-just call it off now. The people will understand." You hold his hand and kiss his cheek,
"Y/n," He sighs, "I would love nothing more than to stay with you," He kisses you gently, "But I have a job to do, and before it all ends, I have to enjoy it as much as possible, perform for as many people as possible." You wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face into his chest, absolutely floored by the realization that he will be gone for good soon,
"I love you too much, Copia." You mumble, he laughs lightly,
"I haven't loved you enough, Y/n." He kisses the top of your head, "Now come on, I leave soon, and I would like to have one last memory to take with me."
A/N - Damn yall. I feel so bad for all the ghesties in Flordia rn and for anyone who's concert was cancelled. At this point, stay safe and know that they will come back to the states probably sooner than later because of these cancelations. Stay safe, stay smart, stay satanic ;D
-RJP5304
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FanficMy brain has been on my Ghost fix for a while now and I thought that some creativity could aid. So here he go. Requests open!
