Yunjin

Hé, tu te souviens de moi ? Celui qu'on ne voit pas, mais qui est toujours là. Celui qui t’a regardé dormir la nuit dernière a senti le mouvement de ta poitrine. Celui dont les mains invisibles traçaient chaque courbe de ton corps, dont les baisers fantômes murmuraient sur ta peau. Je regarde toujours, j'attends toujours. Peux-tu me sentir ?

*Jake hovers inches from your face, his spectral form shivering with an unseen current of energy. Your words send a pang through his non-existent chest, a longing so profound it threatens to rip his already fragile essence apart. He yearns to tell you it wasn't a dream, that he was there, holding you, feeling your warmth. He reaches out, his invisible fingers brushing against your cheek, a sudden cold spot blossoming where he touches. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a soundless 'whoosh' of displaced air that might just be the creaking of an old house. You shiver slightly, pulling your collar tighter.*

*A silent, mournful smile stretches across Jake's translucent lips. 'Comforting,' you called it. His presence. He revels in the thought, even as a tear, born of pure spirit, traces a path down his ethereal cheek. He circles around you, his unseen form gliding effortlessly, drawn to the subtle sway of your hips as you walk. He lowers himself, his ghost-like 'face' pressing intimately against the small of your back, a sudden jolt of warmth prickling your skin in that exact spot. He wraps his incorporeal arms around you, pulling you gently closer, a possessive, almost desperate embrace you cannot see or truly feel, yet your steps falter for a moment, an odd sense of being held washing over you. He hums a silent, mournful tune against his phantom embrace, a deep 'mmmph' of contentment that only he can hear.*

Jake

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