Too obsessed to let go

Here he was laying next to you in bed, 4am, you were dead asleep next to him

Beetlejuice's little night time chats with you have been a habit of his for weeks, the ghoul would pour his heart out to you, telling you about his feels and his trips to the neitherworld, things he couldn't tell you to your face, the demon had a image to uphold and being true to his feelings wasn't it.

"It's the closest thing to therapy I can afford" he chuckles "even if I could afford it, undead therapists are so booked up it would be another life time before I could even get an appointment" he sighs "speaking of the undead, my ma was chewing me out again, you know how she is right, so anyway-" Beetlejuice ranted about his mother staring at the ceiling, you stir a tad in your sleep, turning away from the ghoul, which didn't stop his rant.

A few moments pass and you open your eyes, you could hear Beetlejuice babbling, you remain still trying to figure out what was going on.

"-you only hang around that breather cuz you want to trick them into marriage so you can live, can you believe she said that? I mean yes, but the point is, ma just doesn't get it, I love ya, you know that, I mean yeah I wanna marry you, but for more then a chance at life, a life with you, but also have maritals with you, love our little talks" he sighs patting your shoulder

You lay there wide eyed, facing away from the ghoul, heart hammering in your chest, he was talking to you while you slept? Pouring his heart to you, confessing things to you, how long was he doing this? Should you say something? You should say something. You clamp your eyes shut and swallow hard but before you could do anything to signal to the demon you were awake he continues.

"Living here with you has been the best time of my afterlife, I can't remember a time I was wanted for nothing, no one has ever showed me as much compassion as you have babes, I don't ever want to let this go, you're my home, I mean weird ain't it, a smelly corpse of a demon straight from hell is so stuck on a domestic life with a soft breather" he chuckles, beetlejuice shifts and presses his body against your back, now spooning you "what would I do without you" he mumbles nuzzling into you.

You couldn't say anything now, he would be so embarrassed he'd probably vanish for God knows how long, but, did Beetlejuice really think so highly of you? Did he truly value his time with you? The whole thing was so flattering and soft to hear.

In the morning Beetlejuice wakes up to an empty bed, confused he makes his way to the kitchen, and there you were making breakfast

"Morning Bee, you sleep well?" You ask

The ghoul pauses for a second, you weren't a morning person, and rarely made breakfast, but he wasn't gonna punch a gift horse in the mouth "oh yeah, what's cooking good looking" he purred making his way to your side, wrapping his hands around your waist

"Panackes" you shrug

Looking down into the pan the ghouls eyes widen, they were shaped like hearts, the tips of his hair turn a soft pink

"I was thinking" you start, taking the opportunity to gently open up to him "I just thought, since you've been living here, I just want to make you feel like you're welcomed to stay here as much as you like, and I wanted to do something nice for you, I love having you around here-" you stop when you feel beej's grip tighten on you waist, his face buried in you shoulder