𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 | 𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

it seemed like only you were the one who knew that jon lived amongst the walls of your home. ever since he ‘passed away,’ things have been a lot less loud, but eduardo hated it. mark had no reason to play music while he read anymore. although, you still organized your bookshelf like always.

jon peaked his head through the walls to see you carrying a stack of books in your arms. he smiled, zooming his way over to you. trying to scare you like always, he hid in the bookshelf. you smiled, placing a book right where his face was.

“well, hello to you too, jon..”

he grinned, flying out to sit in your infamous armchair in your bedroom. “how are you doing today, my finest and most beautiful love?” he asked dramatically, laughing afterwards. you calmly smiled, and ranted about your day. eduardo had always worried about how you talk to yourself around this hour. so he and mark were peaking into your bedroom to see you talking to jon’s spirit, calmly organizing your bookshelf.

“..you said she was talking to ghosts?!” mark whisper-yelled, grabbing eduardo by the throat. he gasped. “no! she’s talking to jon you dingus!” eduardo said. y/n turned her head and smiled. jon looked over, and saw his other friends in the doorway.

“if you’d like to come and stay for a while we have plenty time to talk. jon’s not leaving anytime soon..” y/n’s words glided off of her tongue like honey. the two other men gladly took the opportunity to stick around and talk to their passed friend. sometimes the moments you share together really can go beyond the grave.