He's Not Real

Not going to lie, this is just smut with a self-interpretive plot.
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He wasn't real. I reminded myself.
My landlord stopped by one night and thought I had officially lost it when I told him I wanted my 'roommate' to be transferred. It was a hassle to convince him not to call the mental hospital or police.
It would have been very bad if the police came here, and mental hospitals are a waste of my time.
"I am real to you," he whispered.
"The way I make your body feel is real." He laid next to me. "There's evidence of it on the sheets every morning,"