GAY ASSHOLES (rewritten) [GHOST AND PALS SHIP FIC]

fancy meeting you here...doctor

It's a fair day the town
The sun was doing it's thing...shining and all. What a attention seeker...

It's when this time our famous café owner walked out of his shop as the bells which hang on the door rang indicating his leave as his expensive shoes make audible sound when steps into the ray of sun breeze flushes through his amazingly well maintained hair.

Its was a well handsome young man who had pale white skin ,with pure white hair which was nicely brushed and fluffed, he had fine dark eyes lack of any sane emotions, he wore a white clean shirt with a black vest which was just as neat
This man
This man right here was know as Christopher pierre
The all well know shop owner of café ,von pierre which was a job he took heritage from his past family to which he too renovated perfectly.

He too owned another heritage given up by his family to continue it's "perfect" legacy it was a beautiful hotel made during the 19s now this mall was given up by him to another person for a huge sum of money
He wasn't looking forward for wife and kids which he will give this luxury to so there was no need in saving it for anyone

The man himself, Christopher pierre, walked outside has he had finished his affairs of the shop and decided to take this personal break and walk around the town

He walks outside looking around it's a cold dull atmosphere he looked around staring at the town,
For reasons such as there being an in town made holiday which the people who live in the town only celebrate there was many beautiful decorations put up and decored all over the town square

Many beautiful things such as the expensive buildings and shops were decorated passionately with white and gold accessories and some bright colorful ribbons even the town tree was covered in these shared aesthetic any of these buildings and trees were for some reason decoration in diamond shaped mirror piece for the reflective look

All though this may make any normal person joyful as the floor glimmered with light
Christopher grimaced that the simple look of the bright reflective light, thought lucky for him there was only a few insufficient mirror pieces which barely made any mark enough to be ignore

He walked around more before standing in the open of the town square it was lit up beautifully in the middle stood chandler and was surrounded by strings of the similar white and golden cloth

This was a tradition which was reflecting the purity
To give up any darkness and embrace a new fresh start

Despite this Christopher didn't care enough nor acknowledge the Importance to give up his signature and iconic black vest

As he stood there suddenly a harsh ray of light hit his skin, it was hot and felt it burn he excused it as the sunray bashing his pale complexion soon he kept looking around to free his mind from the annoyance hid worker caused today

They were slacking off and were more laid back due to this festival, it was distracting the workers as they discussed about how'd they spend their time or what they would wear during the night

This surely wasn't acceptable since there was more attention and time needed due to the increase in customers on that day and then slacking off didn't help at all, so as any totally kind boss he-

-suddenly Christopher took in a loud hiss of pain as he looked down and thought to himself "what the hell would make this day more wors-"

Burning.
There was a sharp painful burning.
Not just any burning turn out the decoration from one of the shop was fully made of mirrors causing light to fall on his skin strongly panic surges throught his body as he looked at the area which was burning it was burning and now it was strongly darkened and the darkness surged more.