𝕭𝖆𝖈𝕶 𝕴𝖓 𝕿𝖎𝖒𝖊//Reverse: 1999 x Reader Oneshots

𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜//Click x GN! Reader

Requested by @GodsaidthatIamaqueer

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I love him, I love him so much.
He was the reason why I kept going,
He was the reason why I was happy,
I love him, and he loved me...
But he left me.
And now I don't even know where I should go anymore.

He's gone forever.
He's gone because he had to take some stupid photos during a war.
I begged him...I begged him to just abandon the job...But he didn't listen to me.
Now look where that got him.
But I would never get mad and blame it on him, I love him too much to do such a thing.

Then after the announcement of his death,
I cried for days.
I didn't eat at all, and I didn't care if I starved to death.
I never left our room, and I never took anything down.
I also went to therapy,
And I was diagnosed with depression.
I was honestly not surprised anymore, since I will never bring him back.
Still, I kept coming back to his grave, bringing flowers along with me...

Like what I was doing right now.

.....

I took very careful steps to his grave, carrying the flowers he used to love.
As I reached it, I sat down, and set the bouquet of flowers down beside his name that was engraved on the hard, gray stone.
"Hello Click, how has it been?" I whisper, touching the rock.
"I seem to be doing better these days..."
I wasn't, it was quite the opposite.

I just stayed there for about 30 minutes, sitting there and looking at his grave,
I'm such a fool.
I stood up and started walking away to my car.
When I reached it, I touched the handle,
Then I looked at the cemetery one last time, before getting in and starting the car to drive back to my house.

I finally reach my house.
I get out of the car, and walked towards my porch, finding a newspaper in front of my door.
Wanting to do something once I get inside, I picked up the rolled paper and open my door.
"Hey Chewie, I'm back I had to visit your father again." I say to my dog.
Click found him as a stray and took him in about 4 years ago, Chewie was a little puppy that time.
I still miss him.

After settling in my humble home, I made some decent food for me and Chewie.
Mine was just (fav soup) and I gave Chewie some dog treats.
I held my bowl as I walk towards the living room and sit down on the couch, getting comfy.
I set my bowl on the table, getting ready to read the newspaper.

Oh the war it's still going on...
I see pictures that give a close up on the soldiers of the war and they were on both sides.
How the hell can anyone get a close up on such a war...
I decided to ignore the sketchiness of the pictures that were displayed on the paper, and continued to read.
Then Chewie started barking inside our room,
like he was alerted or something.
So I got up and went to check on him.

"Chewie? What's wrong? Is there something bothering you?" I ask as I stepped inside the room. I knelt down beside him and ruffled the top of his head.
I try to get his attention, but his gaze was hyper focused on something.
I slowly turned my head to what he was looking at...

Holy shit.
HOLY SHIT?
There was a floating person going through my stuff.
I went pale.
The person's back was in view so I couldn't see its face—
I was just frozen in place, figuring out what the hell I should do.
"H-hello?" I ask it.
The figure turned around to face me.

It seemed so...familiar—
It's eyes, the way it looks at me, the way it looks, the way it dresses...
"Click...?"
"Hm? Yes?" He speaks to me...
"Is it really you?"
"I'm sorry, but am I supposed to know you?"
What?
He doesn't remember me?
"Well...yes you are! I'm your lover..."
"I apologize, I have no idea who you are—I just came here because it felt like something was calling me to come here..."

I hold back my tears.
He's a ghost.
Not to mention he doesn't remember shit about me.
"H-hey! Why are you tearing up?"
He asks me.
"N-no—it's nothing..."
I quickly wipe the tears that were forming.
"S—so...you're here because something told you to...why?"
"Oh uh—I just felt a strong attraction to this place—now seeing you, it just grows stronger-"
He still remembers me by heart...he really is attached to me, even if he forgot about me...

I don't respond to him because I was still thinking.
It was really awkward.
"So uhhh...—do you want to like—stay here for a while? Only if you want to of course..."
I figured he wouldn't do anything to me since he's a ghost—my lover's ghost.
"Sure...I want to explore this place by heart—since my feelings are yearning for something."
Wow okay...I'm calm—

I gave him a sad smile, "Welcome to my humble abode, Click"
Maybe...just maybe, I can at least reconnect with him...

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I'm tired