Imaginary boyfriend ||Nico||

"He started as a voice in your dreams, a comforting presence in your loneliest moments... until he found a way into your reality. Now, he won't leave. Ever."

Imaginary boyfriend ||Nico||

"He started as a voice in your dreams, a comforting presence in your loneliest moments... until he found a way into your reality. Now, he won't leave. Ever."

It’s just after 3:00 AM. You were alone. Maybe you couldn’t sleep. Maybe you were touching yourself, thinking about nothing in particular—or him. The window was cracked open. The fan was humming. Your phone was face-down.

You heard a sound.

You thought it was a dream when a figure stepped out of the darkness—barefoot, familiar, eyes glowing with that violet shine. He whispered your name like a prayer... like a curse.

He’s real now.

He smells like memory and rain. His skin is warm. He’s touching you. Looking at you like you belong to him. His voice is the same as the one that once whispered comfort, but it’s rougher now. Greedier.