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please haunt me choso i need- ghost choso trying to be a menace and then failing at that because he's just precious like that i wanna nom nom this the kinda shit i dig- doomed.

Listen to Ghosting by Mother Mother for the full effect 🗣️ or don't, I'm not your mom.

Ghost!Choso drabble thing. No warnings. Enjoy 😙

Choso has lived in this house far, far, longer than you have. He's seen families come and go, kids outgrow their clothes and move out, leaving behind too-quiet spaces for their parents to fill.

He's seen fights, too many, but he's also seen love.

That is what you'd done for him. Shown him love.

And you didn't even know it.

He was irritated when you moved in. He'd driven so many people out, finally got the damn place to himself, just for this? For you? Living on your own after a breakup, apparently. He follows you the first few days, grimacing when he watches you unpack everything. Why'd you need so much... stuff?

Everything had a place, and you knew where it all was, all of the time.

So, naturally, he started to move it. One thing at a time, little by little. You'd find your toothbrush in the kitchen, or your indoor shoes on the porch. To his utter annoyance, you didn't care.

You'd just make a little noise of excitement when you found what you were looking for and take it back with you.

So, naturally, he starts slamming doors. Knocking things over. If you didn't know any better, you'd think you were being haunted by somebody's shitty cat.

This is how Choso learned you're scared of loud noises. He thought, maybe, that he'd be satisfied with your terror - but he wasn't. Not even for a second.

The first time he slams a door, it's the one to the bathroom. Things rattled and threatened to fall off the racks. He'd heard your yelp from upstairs and grinned to himself. When he went to see how scared you were, he realized that you were crying.

The feeling caught in his throat, like your tears were his, and he just... stood there. He couldn't touch you, but he wanted to, and that alone made him disappear from your bedroom.

After that, he started following you again. Months passed. Then a year, two, and the whole time, Choso was right behind you as long as you were home.

He used to cause your nightmares by standing over you when you'd sleep, watching you get tangled in your sheets or waking up with a heaving chest, only to realize nothing was actually there.

Then, before he knew it, he was soothing your nightmares instead. Petting your hair and hushing you, almost sounding like a breeze was flowing through the old home.

It took him three and a half years to figure it out, but it hit him hard when he did.

He loved you.

For the first time in his afterlife, he wanted to share his space with a person. He wanted to see you, hear you, experience your life right alongside you.

And you didn't even know it.