Ten days.

It had been ten days since the accident and the library was just as quiet as it had been the day before. Andrew knew that he should be patient. That Danny would form when he was ready...but he couldn't help but think that maybe even after all that the two of them had gone through, Danny wouldn't form after all. He tried to ignore the voice in the back of his head that said so but being alone didn't help block it out.

So instead of trying to pick himself up and wait for his lover to come back, Andrew just stopped everything. He quit writing, he quit reading, he even quit drinking coffee because it reminded him too much of Danny. He did his best to drag himself out of bed every morning but even that proved to be too difficult some days.

Andrew knew that his brother was growing concerned for him but with Danny gone...he couldn't handle the loneliness and the pain of Danny just being gone. How was he supposed to deal with it if his lover never returned to him.

Currently, the ghost was lying motionless on the couch, staring at the ceiling, wasting away his day with no productivity. He had, at least, gotten out of bed that day, but the couch was as far as he was able to go, before collapsing down onto it. Perhaps we was being over dramatic...he should know better than to think that Danny would every abandon him. Even if it was because he died.

Andrew was so preoccupied in his world of guilt, and sorrow that he didn't notice the figure that had suddenly formed close to him.

He was so zoned out that he didn't even register the fact that another ghost was sitting on the arm of the couch staring down at him.

He didn't even snap out of it when there was a hard, angry jab to his leg.

"Andrew! I swear to god I will make a bonfire out of your most prized books!"

That made Andrew snap out of his daze, and the man was suddenly in his 'protect books like they are his children' mode. "Don't you fucking dare you-"

His thought wasn't finished before he realized just who was the one threatening his books. Immediately tears started forming at the corners of his eyes and he scrambled to sit up. "D-Danny? Is that...really you?"

Danny, you looked similar to his ghost form but still quite different, nodded and gave Andrew a small sad smile.

At that moment, the dam broke and tears started streaming down Andrew's cheeks and he shot forward. He quickly clutched the other in an aggressive hug, pressing his face into his chest which muffled his cries. it wasn't long before Danny himself started crying as well.

They sat there sobbing together for a long time, before Andrew looked up and whispered. "I missed you...so, so much."

Danny nodded before kissing his lover on the forward and whispering back. "I missed you too."