Beetlejuice had appeared in the mirror a few hours earlier, practically dragging you back to his place in the Neitherworld, wanting to spend some time with his ‘favorite person in the world.’

Silly jokes and bad puns led to subtle touches and innocent pecks, eventually turning into cuddling on his couch, with the two of you bundled up like two peas in a rotten pod.

“You’re so warm, babes. Like a- uh.. like a furnace!” He babbled, flashing you a goofy grin, his crooked teeth on full display.