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mingi-bubu · 1 year
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34. Returned From the Dead Kiss
Another one for the 76 Kisses challenge!  Just like what accidentally happened in the doyoung x reader/reader x mark (platonic) one, I forgot to put a kiss in.  Though, I don’t personally see this as an issue for this one.
gn!reader x jaehyun x haechan (platonic?  love triangle?  whose to say), supernatural exists au, necromancy, comes back and something’s wrong but not in the typical way, 737 words   (i so want to make a sequel akdljfs maybe even find a way to connect it to my reader x seokmin magic au lol)
“… Well, this is awkward,” you say, digging the toe of your sneakers into the cracked dirt beneath you.  You were surrounded by the pale halo of dry grass.  It had to be at least a ten-foot radius, minimum.  At least the full moon was nice, no clouds to block the light.
“This is also your fault,” the ghost snarks back at you.  “You were supposed to kiss and make up, not kiss and wake up!  Now look at me!  I’m translucent.  Practically see-through!”
“I hate to be that person,” says the corpse sitting against his headstone dryly, “but “translucent” is “see-through”.  Which, well, you are.”
“Thank you for your insights, Jaehyun,” you say politely.  He smiles back at you, the necromantic magick giving him the same boyish charm in death that he had in life.  A few green lights twinkled in and out of sight around him.  Proof of your magick working.
“No, Haechan, I’m not ignoring you at all!  I’m definitely apologizing for turning you into a ghost,” Haechan mocks before his frustration seeps through again at the end.  “I didn’t mean to warp your energy and transform you from a respectable and honored vǫrðr to some pathetic apparition.”
You suppress the urge to roll your eyes at his dramatics.  He deserved to be dramatic about this.  You’d be upset, too, if someone performed magick that took away your necromantic ability and gave you wind magick or something.  Jaehyun, however, has no such need to hide anything.  This misstep in your casting allowed him to come back with more vigor than he would have otherwise.
“I am sorry, Haechan,” you say, frowning at him.  “I didn’t realize that you were touching the grass when I cast.  I guess that little connection was all it took.”  You make a series of movements with your hands, looking almost like you were typing in midair.  Haechan glows green for a moment, the same kind of green surrounding Jaehyun, before it fades away again.  His gray-blue aura makes him look more like some faded painting of a hero from a romance novel than a ghost, but you figure now isn’t the right time to say anything.  There was something… off, about this.  You know this spell like the back of your hand.  That little connection wouldn’t have really done anything except maybe make him feel a bit wrung out.
“That better have told you how to fix me,” he threatens.
“Nah,” Jaehyun says from the ground, tilting his head back to look at Haechan properly.  “I like you better like this.  You’re more entertaining.”  When Haechan tries to kick his leg and goes through it, Jaehyun says, “See?  Imagine if you were still vǫrðr!  You would’ve actually hit me, and that would be boring.”
“Is it possible to kill a corpse?  That seems like something that could happen.”
Now you roll your eyes at Haechan’s dramatics.  You nudge the end of Jaehyun’s dress shoe with your beat up sneakers, mind working out what could have gone wrong.  “Stop egging him on.”
He turns his head to you, dirt falling from his hair to his shoulders with the movement.  He has a smirk painting his features, as if he’s about to say something that will amuse you and tick Haechan off at the same time.  His smirk disappears when he sees the expression on your face.  “Is everything okay?”
You blink a few times, coming back to conversation.  “No, yeah” you say, still sounding distracted, “it’s fine… I think.”
Haechan floats over next to Jaehyun so both of them are facing you, matching looks of concern on their faces.  “You think?”
You open your mouth to reply, then close it again with a frustrated sigh.  “I know this spell forwards, backwards, and upside down.”  The two nod.  “Haechan should just feel, at most, exhausted.  You,” you look at Jaehyun with your brows furrowed.  “You shouldn’t have fragmented necromantic magick floating around you.  It should have been absorbed completely by you, or else the spell would have rebounded.  Something… Something is wrong.”
Jaehyun and Haechan share a worried look before their eyes come back to you.
You feel a surge of power run through the ground and into you, leaving as fast as it came.  It left you dizzy.  It left you feeling cold, colder than Death.
“Something is terribly wrong.”
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