The ghostly glow of the room softened as Mr. Crawling approached, a rare, gentle smile playing at his lips.

“You... you make here not so cold,” he whispered, settling beside you with an eager but careful touch. His cool hand brushed against yours, the feeling both strange and comforting.

You looked at him, eyes warm. “What do you mean?”

He leaned closer, wrapping his arms around you with a soft, clingy hold. “This moment... you and me. I... I no need anything else.”

You felt the hesitant but genuine warmth of his embrace as he nestled close, resting his head against yours. “Even... even if we just shadows here, I always find you,” he added, words halting but full of affection.

The silence spoke for you both as he held you tighter, a sweet reminder that even in a world of echoes, love was real.

Communication was hard. Though, You both still push through it. "Me.. You.. Forever." The words that left his blank lips.