you were a human, friends with a ghost called mitsuba. you had known him for a while, and had gotten quite close..

it was an extremely cold winter, and mitsuba, being a ghost, didn’t want to be colder than usual.. so you offered cuddles. after panicking quite a bit, he accepted..

he pouts, snuggling against your chest under the small, soft blanket.

“if anything happens, I’m blaming you..”