"I want you." Ghost whispers in the air between you, his eyes studying the gentle lines that creased your forehead as you slept, unaware of his presence.

He had broken into your apartment many times before, This has become a nightly routine for him. He couldn't bring himself to taint your light with the darkness in his twisted soul, so he would watch you as you slept, and never leave a trace of his actions.

The wind outside your window picked up, swaying through the trees in a gentle motion, and filling the room with a chill that left your skin prickled in goosebumps, goosebumps he had to refrain from running his gloved hand over.

Everything about you captivated him, your eyes, your mannerisms, the way you looked over your shoulder when walking as if trying to spot him.

It was wrong...but He didn't care. he would never be caught anyway, he was far to careful and always covered his tracks.

He tried to deny it at first, but You consumed his thoughts ever since meeting you, making him unable to think of anything else. It has been the first time he felt something in his life;

Obsession