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y/n woke in an empty bed, checking the mirror to see if anyone was in there with her.
the sheets were wrinkled - maybe someone had been in the bed but she didn't think so, miles wasn't in the room.
tired, she shook herself awake, walking over to her suitcase - she still hadn't unpacked yet.
she'd slipped off her shirt and her eyes danced to her forearms gracefully. the scars were peaceful today.
"you had a nightmare."
the voice made her jump - she was positive she was alone in her room.
"miles!" the letters tumbled over each other.
she looked at him and back at the mirror, to which refused to show his reflection. i'm probably hallucinating or something.
"sorry," he said the word almost wistfully, "did i scare you?"
"no... yeah," miles laughed at the girl's correction.
"sorry," he said that a lot, "do you want me to leave?"
"if you want to," she shrugged. "i don't really mind."
"i'm going to wait outside," he decided.
"okay."
miles was strange, y/n thought to herself, i like it.
YOU ARE READING
eidolon - miles fairchild x reader
HorrorEIDOLON. noun. literary. 1. an idealized person or thing. 2. a spectre or phantom. -----『✙』----- ❝well, why didn't you tell me?❞ ❝really,❞ miles rolled his eyes before replying in a sarcastic tone, ❝i'm miles! i'm dead! wanna hook up?❞ ❝okay, fair...
