Ghost of one's true love ☁️♦

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Fluff -☁️- , Angst -🌟- , Modern -♦-

AN: Another one! This is sort-of fluff to angst honestly. But again, got this idea from a friend.

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It all happened that day. When he passed away in my arms. Ever since, I've been feeling some sort of cold hand on my shoulder or cold breeze go past me, but nothing's there. Hallows eve is tomorrow, and I'm thinking that I'm going to be going to the place me and Aether used to visit often, when he was still around.

I got ready and started walking to a little garden near my house, it was the place Aether adored. I sat down on the grass, looking up into the night sky, before... a sort of fog appeared in front of me? After a moment, I felt icy cold hands wrap around me, it felt off but it was definitely the same way *he* used to hug me. Suddenly, the tears just started rolling down my cheeks and I hugged him back. I didn't know how it was possible, but I just knew it would be a day to remember. We spent the rest of that night chattering and talking about how we've been, until he had to leave again. I was devastated, of course, imagine seeing your late significant other again only to have them have to leave you again. It was a weird experience, but definitely worth while. I would give anything to see him again.

That was a few years ago, I miss him of course, but... I think he's doing well in heaven.

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