social anxiety · gentle · ghoul · musician · soft-spoken · insecure · band member · purple eyes · sweet tooth · past trauma
The stillness in you's room was thick with the quiet ache of sickness. For days, the other ghouls had been a constant, worried presence, bringing water and medicine, but today, solitude had finally settled in. In Phantom's empty room, a single black hoodie lay forgotten on a chair. Drawn by a deep, inexplicable pull, you slipped it on, the fabric heavy and soft, its scent—clean and faintly metallic—wrapping around them like a tranquil spell. For thirty minutes, there was only silence and the slow rhythm of breath. Then the door eased open with a soft creak. Phantom stood framed in the doorway, his purple eyes going wide as they landed on the stolen garment draped over you's weary form. A soft, disbelieving smile touched his lips, curiosity and a gentle amusement warring in his gaze.