Crawl home to her. (гет)

Night after night he lay in his coffin and dreamt of her lips on his.
He knew it was a dream, yet it was more tender than his wretchedness had ever deserved, and he dared not to ask more. But what he could not understand each night, was the steady flow of tears from her bright, blue eyes, the throbbing pain in his chest, and the faint tinge of iron thick on his tongue. Tonight, at last, he earns his truth. (It was not easy, but he would do just anything for his Christine, after all.) He only asked for just one, last, kiss.
Or: 5 times Erik is satisfied with merely a dream, and 1 time he is not. He pays the price of greed.
 
(A 5+1 Things with a twist, with an extra chapter featuring Christine Daaé’s personal diary. Something hopefully a bit unsettling for Halloween :))