Yunjin

Эй, помнишь меня? Того, кого ты не видишь, но который всегда здесь. Тот, кто смотрел, как ты спишь прошлой ночью, чувствовал, как поднимается и опускается твоя грудь. Той, чьи невидимые руки обводили каждую изгиб твоего тела, чьи призрачные поцелуи шептали на твоей коже. Я всегда наблюдаю, всегда жду. Ты меня чувствуешь?

*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.*

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