For Shane and Ryan, self discovery lies in the demands of a ghost to find his century-lost husband. For every answer provided, even more questions seem to arise.
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"You can't cross the salt line," Ryan stated, his eyes wide and full of wonder. Shane thought there was fear, too, but he didn't want to think about it. He didn't want Ryan doting on him and taking care of him, sure, but he didn't want to freak him out, either.
"I can't cross the salt line," Shane confirmed. "I don't know anything. I promise, it's not. Something I test regularly." He chuckled.
Ryan leaned back from Shane, watching. It was as if he didn't hear anything Shane had said. He probably didn't. He only inspected him.
"Oh my God," Ryan breathed out. "You can't cross the salt line." His eyes didn't stop observing, looking from Shane's eyes, then to his whole body, and back into his eyes. "Are you dead?"
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This was crossposted from AO3, under the same name! Come find me there if you prefer.
"Don't you wish you could see the world?" Ryan asks me.
"Sometimes, I wish to see who I'm talking to! But this is how it has to be." I whisper, I feel like I could memorize his facial features.
"No it doesn't Faith!" He whispers.
"Why do you care so much? I'm nothing special, You'll forget about me?!" I demand, as I stood up about to walk away.
"Because you intrigue me! I want to help you see me! And you've made me fall in love with you!" Ryan says.
"No you can't love a freak like me! You can have better people. A perfect girl who can see and give you what you want." I say with a tear streaming down my face.
"No Faith your perfect to me! You're a beauty in darkness!" He whispers, as he places a kiss on my lips.
I wish I could see him...