A Ghost Of You [Xiao X Male Reader]

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"........[M/N]."

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"...Eti?"

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Running.

The Devil's running.

Why is he running?

This is..... out of character of him...

All he could think of is...

'He's here!'

"He's finally back!'

'He's home!'

He run as fast as possible, he didn't want to missed it.

He didn't want to miss this moment.

He didn't want to miss... him.

How long has it been..?

How long has it been since you left....?

It's been long...

.....It's been too long...

Arriving at the garden, the Devil look frantically through the garden for a certain figure. A figure with [H/L] [H/C] and a pair of [E/C] eyes.

He walked through the garden and start searching for the figure.

He can't lose him.

Not now.

Not ever.

Especially now of all times, he can't lose him, not when he's so close to touch.

He stopped in his tracks as his eyes landed on the a figure that has its back facing him. A figure, he recognized. He could tell that tears had start building up in his eyes as his vision had suddenly turned blurry. Running towards the figure, he immediately engulfed the other in a hug. Hugging their back, the Devil buried his face into the other's shoulder as tears run down his face, he hug them tighter, as if they could disappeared right through his fingers any moment.

"I-It's you.... y-you're finally back...."

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