My Little Boyfriend Is a Ghost!
The boring night
Another boring night for Eliot. Eliot was already bored watching countless nights of drunk people, couples flirting, and another fight happened in the nightclub. He remained unfazed about everything until he met a man who could make him moved.
A drunk man stumbles out of the restroom. Eliot walks by lazily, half watching him.
Eliot
(moves slightly aside)
Arnold Gray
(laughs weakly)
Arnold Gray
Yeah… yeah, my step kinda left me an hour ago.
Eliot
Sounds like it took your balance with it.
Arnold Gray
You talk like you’re bored...
Eliot
(about to move past him)
Arnold Gray
(suddenly grabs Eliot’s arm)
Arnold Gray
You’re... cold.
Arnold Gray
(squinting) No, I mean—like, really cold.
Eliot
You’re the one who can’t stand straight.
Arnold Gray
(Murmuring) You feel like a dream.
Eliot
You should sit down before you say something worse.
Arnold Gray
(leans closer)
Arnold Gray
(suddenly kiss him)
Arnold Gray
(Softly) …Because I want to.
Eliot
You don’t even know me.
Arnold Gray
I don’t have to.
Eliot
You should go back to your friends.
Arnold Gray
(confused) Wait… where are you—
Eliot’s already gone. The hallway is empty, only the faint chill of air left behind.
Arnold Gray
What the hell…
👻Ms.Lazy👻
Hello Dearest 😊 👋
👻Ms.Lazy👻
Meet our Cutie little ghost.
👻Ms.Lazy👻
Eliot has a backstory. I will not spoil it here. Just enjoy it guys👻
👻Ms.Lazy👻
This is a short story for a Halloween Special. I hope you like it 💓 💗
The little stalker
Arnold sits on his couch, tie loosened, eyes fixed on nothing. He was a little irritated because he couldn't find the person he had kissed in the bar.
Arnold Gray
It’s been three nights.
Arnold Gray
I still remember it the way he looked right through me.
Arnold Gray
(runs a hand through his hair)
Arnold Gray
What the hell was that? A dream?
Arnold Gray
(laughs dryly)
Arnold Gray
I don’t even let people shake my hand.
Arnold Gray
But I kissed—someone?
Arnold Gray
(phone buzzes)
His assistant’s voice comes through the speaker
Assistant
Sir, I checked the CCTV footage from the bar.
Assistant
You asked about a young man in the hallway?
Arnold Gray
Did you find him?
Assistant
There’s no one there.
Assistant
You were alone the entire time.
Arnold Gray
(jaw tightens)
Assistant
The footage clearly shows you walking by yourself, standing for a few seconds, and then leaving.
Arnold Gray
That's impossible...
Assistant
Should I check with the bar staff again?
Arnold Gray
No. Forget it.
Arnold Gray
(He ends the call)
Arnold Gray
I felt him. His skin… cold as ice. He was there.
Arnold Gray
(rubbing his temples)
Arnold Gray
(to himself)
Name… did he even tell me his name?
Arnold Gray
What the hell are you, kid…?
A faint chill brushes past his neck. Arnold turns sharply—no one’s there. The curtains move just slightly.
Arnold Gray
I’m losing it.
He leans back, eyes half closed—but in the reflection of the glass behind him, a pale figure stands for a moment, watching quietly before fading.
Arnold lies on his bed, one arm across his forehead while his eyes open.
The room feels too quiet.
Arnold Gray
You again, huh?
Arnold Gray
(chuckles softly to himself)
Arnold Gray
If you’re real… you’re making me crazy.
Eliot stands near the foot of the bed, invisible but close enough to hear every word.
Eliot
(whispers) I didn’t mean to.
Arnold Gray
(Glancing around)
Arnold Gray
I need a doctor.
Arnold Gray
Why do I keep thinking about you?
Arnold Gray
That night… I was drunk. Maybe I was hallucinating.
Arnold Gray
(leans back slowly)
Eliot sits softly at the edge of the bed, his hand hovering over Arnold’s shoulder, not daring to touch. He studies the man—the sharp jawline, the sharp eyes, the calm mask hiding all his loneliness.
Eliot
💭Anyone would die for this man...
Eliot
💭His handsome but he's alone.
Cute little ghost
Arnold is asleep, sprawled on the bed, one arm over his face. The city glows faintly through the curtains. Eliot appears quietly at the edge of the bed, watching him.
Eliot
(whispering)
There he goes again… sleeps like he owns the world.
Eliot
You know, you look less scary when you’re unconscious.
Eliot
Still intimidating though.
Eliot
Even your pajamas look expensive.
Arnold mumbles in his sleep and rolls over. Eliot startles and hides—behind a pillow.
Eliot
Oh no, he moved—okay, calm down, Eliot.
Eliot
You’re literally invisible.
Eliot
Still. Rude to hover too close.
Eliot
Ghost etiquette, right?
Eliot
(floating back down beside Arnold)
Eliot
I wasn’t supposed to get attached.
Eliot
Just wanted to see what kind of man kisses a stranger and looks that good doing it.
Eliot
Turns out, he’s the kind who can’t sleep properly, works too much, and forgets to eat.
Eliot
Congratulations, Arnold Gray—you’re officially my favorite living disaster now.
Arnold shifts again, mumbling something incoherent.
Arnold Gray
…don’t… leave…
Eliot
(expression softens)
He lies down beside Arnold, close enough to feel the faint warmth radiating through him.
Eliot
You’d probably freak out if you saw me right now.
Eliot
Saying “Oh no, ghost boy’s back to haunt my perfectly ironed life.”
Eliot
Yeah, I’d hate me too.
Eliot
But still… who wouldn’t like you, Arnold Gray?
Eliot
You’re handsome, rich, grumpy—basically a walking romance novel cliche.
Eliot
And somehow, you kissed me first😗
Eliot
If I had a heart, it’d be doing backflips right now.
Arnold Gray
(Arnold’s breathing evens out)
Eliot
(hand hovering over Arnold’s hair)
Eliot
Good night, you ridiculous handsome man.
Eliot
Try not to steal any more ghosts next time.😅
He grins, leans down, and gives the air beside Arnold’s cheek a quick invisible peck before fading into the dark.
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