softly smiling to himself in the quiet dark as he saw a faint smile grace 👻s face in his sleep. Sitting completely motionless for hours was usually impossible for 🦊, but as long as 👻 was sleeping peacefully on his shoulder he was more than ready to stay like that until morning
#thomicro / #deadbeatduo | After a long, exhausting day, 🦊 sat alone in his room, quietly talking through the little things that had happened. He intentionally kept his voice soft and low. Normally, 👻 would be cutting him off mid-sentence, dropping ridiculous jokes, or
🦊 lifted his free hand with extreme care, holding his palm just a millimeter above 👻’s weightless hair. Even though he couldn't actually make contact, he kept his hand right there like a protective shield
👻 is a ghost, and 🦊 is the only person on the entire planet who can see or hear him. Outdoors or around others, 🦊 is this calm, serious, and deeply protective guy who naturally draws respect. But the second 👻 is around, 🦊's entire composure completely crumbles
Whenever 🦊 wants to comfort him back, he’ll softly raise his hand and hold his palm just a millimeter away from 👻's cheek. never able to press against his skin, but holding it right there so 👻 can feel the warmth. They just sit together in silence, locking eyes and smiling