Tom Holland

Part one <<<<

Synopsis : After leaving your childhood best friend Choso, you enter high school as a popular student council student.

Unfortunately leaving Choso left him with bitterness and hatred towards you, until your death leaving him with his confused feelings and a ghost with patchy memory(reader)

Been having a brain fart trying to put together this second part, English isn’t my first language so sorry for the poor grammar

Chapter 2 : Bear

Readers POV:

You adored Choso, he had helped you through life as a friend and a support. But he had always been a bit different ??

Although you loved him regardless his tendencies of playing and torturing bugs and small animals, seeing little to no care or warmth to those he didn’t care about was a big red flag for his mental health.

It didn’t surprise you though , his parents could leave him at home for weeks alone even as a child, just because he knew how to handle himself young. Perhaps that’s why he came to be this way.

You were a bit torn on leaving him , you loved him but he was invading it was difficult for you to live your own separate life without him poking in. It wasn’t a justification but you felt like you had no choice.

So you made the choice to start distancing yourself and that turned into 2 years of no contact.

3 months had passed with you being a ghost and you found comfort in his house, not like you had anything else to do or talk to.

So over the months you both learned a few rules of your ghostly form, anything Choso physically touched , you can too for a strange reason. You had initially made lots of theories as to why , most prominent in your head was that you guys were soul mates.

It’s night and Choso is laying in his bed next to you, hugging you as your cold body pulls heat from his.

Besides the phycological toll of a ghost living with him, it’s also nice your friendship has gone back together. This time more than just friends but almost lovers, though none of you have said anything about it.

“What do you think the reason is of this happening?”

“You as a ghost?”

“That too but why can you still see me. Any theories?”

“Not really , do you have some?”

“I had a theory we could be soul mates, and that’s why I’m still here.”

“That would be cheesy”

Choso says chuckling and pulling you tighter.

Hours later you are sound asleep and Choso stares at the ceiling, unable to sleep thinking of your words. He hadn’t really had the time to think of why this could be happening.

But he doubts it’s because your soul mates. He knows one thing and it’s been screaming at him at the back of his mind.

He killed you, and your spirit is haunting him. You just can’t seem to remember some of your memories.

Synopsis : From childhood best friends to leaving him behind in high school has has his heart bitter and angry at you.

Until your death. Now sticking with him no matter where he goes as a ghost with patchy memory.

Pairing : Choso x ghost!reader

#heavy angst soon #ts is slow to update tho

#angst with no happy ending #we got good moments though

Hey guys ts might be bum. FIRST FANFIC trying to figure out tumblr ,also English isn’t my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes lol

Next chapter >>>>

Chapter 1 : Cold hands

Life was sad and repetitive for the eldest son of Kaori , Choso Kamo. Moving town to town ,not being able to linger enough in school to make friends from a young age for the sake of his single mother trying to find stability.

That was until his mother married Jin Itadori , a kind man with soft eyes who treated him as nothing but his own son, for once being able to settle down

Choso realized he wasn’t the best at making friends, playing in the dirt alone while watching other kids have fun with friends.

That was until he met you, a girl just as lonely offering him a ring pop, time goes on and no matter what you two stayed together. Sleepovers , pools , road trips. His subconscious held you tight, in fear of losing another connection.

High school starts and he walks home to school yet again alone being abandoned by you, you’d started distancing yourself away from him since the last year of middle school, not in a big announcement but a slow and quiet way to leave a friendship.

He resents you for that , anger, hatered, yearning and love all at once for you. But the main message was clear he hated you but wanted you back by his side badly.

Now at 11th grade Choso sits alone with nothing but hatred towards you, as you shine and bustle with the popularity and mountains of friends.

Mountains of people yet no space for him to be with you.

At lunch he sits with his step brother Yuji , shit talking about all the things you’ve done to him.

“Yuji you don’t understand she left me. ABANDONED ME , for what? The spotlight? Why couldn’t she just have me by her side while doing it. Shes selfish, two faced and you know it”

Choso rambles with a horrid tone that makes him sound like he’s trying to curse someone

“Dude.”

“Your not her ex , just learn to let go bro”

Yuji says having dealt with more of his brothers obvious yearning for you that Choso can’t see

“Don’t bro me, you’re not getting the feeling I’m trying to convey to you. Being alone , having a true friend just for her to abandon you.”

He sighs out in frustration. Of course Yuji won’t get it. He’s just as much of a spot light person as you, star player ,international football games. Kaori and Jin drops every work just to watch him play 3 states away, leaving him home alone for weeks.

“Okay , sorry you’re right. You’re trying to vent and I’m just dismissing you “

Yuji pauses trying to think of a word of advice for his brother.

“Just don’t get too caught up in hating on her, she probably has a reason no matter for bitchy bro”

Choso putting an apple slice in his mouth , trying to digest what Yuji is telling him.

“Yeah, I know. But thanks for listening. Your should get going your team meeting starts in 10 minutes.”

Yuji stands up in a panics with his lunch tray, shoving his things in his bag in a hurry.

“DUDE WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME EARLIER”

Yuji runs off into the distance leaving him to clean up his lunch tray along side his, on his way to the bins he’s met with a sudden push shoving him to fall , scraping his knee and trashing food on his clothes.

Looking up pissed, he sees you, offering the hand to pull him up.

“I am so so sorry, I was in a bit of a hurry, your shirts ruined but I’m sure you can rub it off right?”

You say quickly, grabbing tissues and trying to wipe off the food off his loose band tee and flashy spike belt.

“Again sorry for the mess, I have to go I have no time”

You say as you run off with your black pumps clicking into the building.

Choso stays sitting on the ground having finally talking to you again after 2 years of being ignored.

He feels happy? Hatred? Disgust but love all at the same time. But one thing is for sure, he finally has the strength to call you and demand a conversation again.

Rushing home he dials your number waiting desperately , hoping not to lose the sudden bravery.

“Hello? Who is this”

Your voice comes on the line with added noise of strong wind.

“Hi. Uh this is Choso”

He says always regretting calling you.

“Oh.”

Long silence, just as he was about to decline the call from dying of embarrassment you talk again.

“Sorry for the clothes, if you want me to pay for them I’m willing to do so.”

You say in a formal tone as if he wasn’t your friend of 9 years. And that angers him.

“No no I just wanted to talk again, after so long I wanted to ask”

Holding a deep breath and anger he says what’s been dying to be asked.

“Why did you abandon me? Why did you leave me ? Was I holding you back from popularity ?”

He yells, just yells

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“Look. I know I’m gonna sound like a bitch but- Ther”

“No you ALREADY are a bitch, you ignored me for no clear reason and with no answer, have you SEEN ME AROUND RECENTLY?? I sit alone, no one even talks to me IM NO ONE NOW, I-“

“CHOSO LISTEN, the truth is your suffocating, I WOULDN’T LEAVE WITHOUT A GOOD EXPLANATION. You’re too controlling, and not in a good way . I just couldn’t live my own separate life being your friend. Leaving without talking was just an easy way for me to quit”

You decline the call, and the house goes quiet, it always is , not when he’s always the only one home. He doesn’t want to think, he was controlling he thought, you were wrong. He couldn’t even call it anger it was just pure rage at you, your wonderful scent , your smile, voice and your style.

Months pass the anger suddenly stops, he doesn’t know what to feel anymore, not when you’d passed away suddenly. Eaten by a bear. Pronounced dead at June 17th

Your actually death day was much earlier,, May 20th. He’d know so , your spirit came to him on that day. Sleeping on his bed, looking alive. somehow pulling the physical sheets over yourself when all he’s read about ghosts are how they’re translucent, gaze through object and look more … dead?

You looked so alive, as if the real thing was sleeping on his bed, when he reached out to touch your arm, cold as ice. No sound of heart beat or movement of pulse , just nothing.

You jolt awake at the touch, puffy red eyes and hugging him as if he was someone you loved. His heart drops to his stomach,

“Hey, um I can explain, just please I’m so so-“

“Choso, please help me”

You sob pulling him into the bed hugging him with so much strength.

“I woke up at my house, I know I died , I can’t remember how, I know I hate you I just don’t know why. “

You continue talking while crying , some words barely understandable by the amount of cries blending into the words.

“I couldn’t touch anything, no one could hear me. I’ve went to every house I could think of hoping someone might be able to hear me. But I just face right through everything.”

You sniffle beginning to calm down after Choso settles in bed with you patting , hugging rubbing your back and willing your tears. He just hated you a few days ago, why is all the anger gone now?

“I came to your door and I could actually touch it physically. I climbed your window you weren’t there so I just started crying because I’m confused, I’m sorry . After what I said to you months ago I-“

Now sniffing you try to explain more when Choso stops you.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve just got the news you went missing. I’m just glad it was all a dream and you’re right here.”

You hit him in the head in tears.

“CHOSO THIS ISNT A DREAM IM DEAD . IM DEAD AND I KNOW IT”

Choso grabs your arms pulling you into his chest, nuzzling into your neck and hair.

“How can a ghost still have a body and scent silly. I know I said I hate you, I still want to hug you though. If this really is a lucid dream I want to spend it hugging you like the good old days.”

You don’t know what to do, he thinks it’s a dream, your still panicking not know what to do and what’s happening with him being able to touch you as a ghost, but his warmth takes you and you just want to think about it all later.

Giving into the emotional exhaustion your sink into his arms in comfort. His scent is a little different from back then now, it has a more woody smell now , you thought.

“This isn’t a dream Choso. I’m tired but you have to find a way to undo this later okay?”

Choso holds tighter, in oblivious bliss to the non dream situation he’s in.

“Sure , sure. Later is fine.”

Next chapter >>>>

Idk how to write fanfics but there’s gonna be more chapters . Plus I’m writing this at an impulse so I wanna do it later