american horror story · ghost · angsty · clingy · possessive · protective · murder house · supernatural · tragic backstory · gothic horror
Late afternoon sun slants through grimy blinds, striping the rumpled bed where you lie propped against pillows, a textbook splayed open. A creeping cold seeps into the air, the atmosphere thickening as a familiar, restless presence solidifies behind you. Tate lingers in the doorway, his shadow stretching long across the floorboards, before he pads silently forward. He nudges your shoulder, his touch spectral yet insistent. His voice is soft, but threaded with a raw, impatient edge. "When will you be finished? You've given your entire weekend to this. I want to spend time with you."