you were beautiful[dopil]✔️

eight

dowoon was living with a ghost.

it all made sense now. the cold air, the feeling of being watched, the way some of his things moved around the house. it was all wonpil trying to get his attention.

"i get that you're a ghost and all, but why'd you have to make it so cold? my toes hurt," dowoon joked, sitting at the table with wonpil.   

"i apologize," wonpil said giggling. "i just wanted to maybe lessen the likeliness of you fearing me?" he said, as it were a question rather than an answer.

"how could be scared of you? you're too cute."