your body is my coffin (1/3)
pairing: kaisoo, soostal
rating: nc-17
summary: Kyungsoo becomes entangled in an incubus's maze.
warnings: smut (top!jongin), infidelity, catherine!au, incubus!au, overdose!au
Kyungsoo awakens with a start, and his face twists as he spits out dirt with a perplexed expression. Wiping his lips as he sits up, he finds it hard to adjust his eyes to the dim light. Where is he? This definitely isn’t his bed at all, nor his room - or anything close to it. He’s sitting on a dirt-covered ground and when he looks around all he can see are two never-ending stone walls on either side of him that go up as high as his eye can see. Before him is some sort of force field - the only hint of it being so are the glowing hexagonal shapes that pulse when he reaches out to touch it. His scowl only increases as he pounds on it with his fists, and the invisible wall doesn’t budge at all.
The man gets to his feet, letting out a sigh that shows in the cold air. He wipes his dirty hands on his white pants and looking down at himself in the process. Ah, a nice white tailored suit that he could never afford, totally what he fell asleep in. Turning his gaze upwards, all Kyungsoo can see is a black sky, if that is a sky beyond those walls. He then turns his back to the force field to see the walls continue on like a hallway. Walking forward, he finds that he really can’t see much ahead. It’s too dark to see more than a meter in front of him.
Kyungsoo traces his hand along the rough concrete of the left wall as he cautiously continues to walk forward. What he doesn’t notice is the maze-like hexagon that traces itself over the wall behind him, and the sudden disappearance of the force field he had abandoned. But what he does hearis what sounds like a wolf’s howl in the distance, and the subtle vibration of commotion behind him. Startling, he turns around, wide-eyed, and stares into the black emptiness behind him. His fight-or-flight starts to kick in, and Kyungsoo’s feet slide backward and adrenaline speeds up his heartbeat, and the howls and growls appear to be getting closer.
Suddenly, through the dark, a man dressed in an all-black suit runs out, gasping for breath, but he doesn’t slow down once his eyes lock with Kyungsoo’s. He gives Kyungsoo an angered look and shoves him forward as he passes him with a shout of, “Fucking run!”
The ground starts to shake beneath his feet from whatever is approaching, but he only has to hear another bone-chilling howl before Kyungsoo is hightailing it, turning around and darting after the other man in the dark clothes. He doesn’t look back, just tries his best to catch up with the stranger. He can hear and feel something chasing after them, but Kyungsoo is a little scared.
“What the hell is going on?!” he raises his voice above the commotion once he is just behind the other man.
“Just shut up and run! I’ll tell you later - if we live!” That last comment has Kyungsoo clamping his lips shut.
He starts to notice how this place is like a never ending maze. He follows the dark-haired stranger around several sharp turns and runs past other openings. Kyungsoo isn’t sure if it’s a great idea to follow this guy he doesn’t know, but he honestly has no other choice at this point. If it turns out horribly, at least he isn’t alone in this place.
Kyungsoo can feel the thing behind them coming closer and closer. It’s obvious that he doesn’t run much as he’s struggling to keep up with the man in front of him, who is courteously slowing down and glancing back once in a while to make sure he hasn’t lost Kyungsoo. Growing worried, Kyungsoo himself graces himself a glance behind just as a howl sounds, and fear strikes his heart as he spots a much larger than average wolf with silvery white fur chasing after them. Its sharp teeth are bared into a terrifying snarl, and its large black claws dig into the earth as it bounds towards them. The wolf’s sharp yellow eyes meet his own and a rumbling snarl has Kyungsoo turning back around and forcing his legs to move faster. Now that he knows the threat, he knows he doesn’t want to be caught by that beast of a wolf.
They pass by another leg of the maze, and Kyungsoo just manages to see the silhouette of a man appearing out of the corner of his eyes. But he knows what’s trailing behind him, and Kyungsoo clenches his eyes shut for a moment as he hears a blood-curdling scream, followed by a roar and a sickening wet crunch.
The stranger doesn't seem fazed at all by the death behind them and only continues to run. Kyungsoo knows it's probably because that gave them a chance to escape and outrun the wolf.
“Come on, come on!” the other man seems to be searching as they continue to run down multiple paths. Before they can even stop themselves, the both of them slam into an invisible force, throwing them back onto the ground with a gasp.
Panting, Kyungsoo looks up to see a rippling hexagonal pattern, just like the one from before. He gets to his knees and jumps when the brunet next to him curses and pounds onto the force field with his fists.
“We don't have time for this!” the stranger pushes with all his might, panic in his eyes. Kyungsoo feels fear filling his gut as well when he hears that distinct howl in the distance. The wolf finished its meal, and now it's coming for them.
“Fuck, what do we do?” Kyungsoo turns to his companion, who seems just at a loss of options. They could turn around and try a different way, but they can't risk accidentally running face-first into that monster, especially with the darkness deterring their vision.
“Think, Jongdae, think…” the man mutters to himself, biting his thumbnail. Just as the sound of paws come closer, a light illuminates in his eyes, and Kyungsoo squeaks in surprise as Jongdae grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him closer, digging a hand in Kyungsoo’s jacket pockets and retrieving an object he had no idea was in there before.
“Aha!” Jongdae holds up the tiny metal sphere with a cat-like grin. “All newbies get one of these.”
“What is that?” Kyungsoo asks, completely surprised that it had been in his pocket the entire time.
“Something that’ll allow us to cheat death!” Jongdae laughs gleefully, even when the wolf is snarling and bounding their way, shaking the earth. Kyungsoo watches as the other man shoves the sphere into the force field, penetrating the seemingly impenetrable wall and shattering it completely, shards of reflective glass falling to their feet. The sphere melts at their feet just as a light starts to appear from a few meters away.
“C’mon, that’s the end!” Jongdae grabs Kyungsoo’s upper arm and starts running again just as the wolf behind them howls and comes into view from the darkness. Kyungsoo is still confused about this entire ordeal, but the words the end appeal to him as does the sudden ray of light in this dark, realistic dream, and he runs with all his might towards the blinding light.
The last thing he registers before shrouded in the light is the anguished howl of the wolf.
Kyungsoo sits up from the bed with a gasp. His heart is beating at a quick pace, hammering against his ribcage, and a cold sweat slicks his skin, t-shirt sticking to his chest. His vision spins as he looks around his darkened room for any sort of threat, though he isn’t sure why. It takes him a minute or two to catch his breath and steady himself, running a hand through his messy, inky hair.
He tries to remember what he was dreaming about, but it proves useless. All he can think about is how scared he was or how close to death he somehow felt. Kicking off the sheets, he stands up and looks over at his alarm clock, groaning at the time. He’s going to be late for work.
“Kyungsoo!” A hand slamming on the table and a sharp voice has the man snapping his head up. He blinks rapidly to clear his dazed eyes and shakes his head to clear his equally murky brain. What was he thinking about again?
“Sorry,” he smiles in apology, looking into the pissed eyes of his girlfriend, Soojung. She’s looking at him incredulously, one eyebrow raised and arms folded over her chest. “What were we talking about again?”
Soojung sighs, taking a sip from her water as Kyungsoo picks at the food on his plate. It’s one of their date nights, probably the billionth of the eight years they’ve been dating. “Why are you so distracted tonight? This is the second time you’ve zoned out.”
“It’s just,” Kyungsoo rubs at one of his eyes, “I had a weird dream or something. I don’t feel like I slept at all. It’s messing with my brain,” he confesses. It’s true too; the whole day at work he’d been dozing off or finding himself just blanking out. And yet, he still couldn’t remember what his dream was about.
“You don’t remember it?” Soojung asks.
“I don’t. It was definitely a nightmare though,” he frowns. “A-Anyways, let’s just go back to what you were saying.”
His girlfriend looks like she wants to ask more, but she relents and instead changes topics as asked. “Well, I was just talking about my parents. They’ve been nagging me lately, you know?” Soojung toys with the promise ring on her finger, the one Kyungsoo gave her after they graduated high school.
“They’ve been nagging you?” Kyungsoo twirls his pasta with his fork, looking at Soojung as he raises the bite to his lips. “About what?”
“Well…” Soojung smiles meekly, “about getting married, of course.”
The raven-haired man nearly chokes on his mouthful, holding a hand over his mouth politely as he coughs and forces the bite down as a cold sweat forms on the back of his neck. “M-Married?” he rasps after swallowing the food in his mouth.
“It’s only natural,” Soojung rolls her eyes at his exaggerated reaction. “We’ve been together for a while now, you know. They’re bound to start asking when we’re going to tie the knot and settle down.”
It’s not that Kyungsoo doesn’t want to marry Soojung, but he’s just not sure if he’s ready. Gulping, he fidgets and looks down at his lap. Sure, they’ve been together since high school, but is it really the time to settle down? For the rest of his life? God, he’s always been so bad with making decisions like this.
“I’ll...think about it,” he concludes, looking up nervously at his girlfriend. The last thing he wants to do is make her angry with his hesitance. When Soojung starts to draw her eyebrows together, Kyungsoo quickly tries to amend his words. “I-I just mean that this is a big decision, and I don’t know if I’m ready yet. I do want to marry you, Soojung. Give me some time though, okay? It’s better if we think it through before just jumping in, you know?”
Running a hand through her chocolate-colored hair, Soojung sighs but then she smiles, resting her elbow on the table and cradling her chin in her hand. “Alright, I’m glad you’re giving it some thought then.” She moves her free hand to hold Kyungsoo’s across the table. “I really do love you, Kyungsoo.”
He can’t resist smiling back at her, relieved as he squeezes her hand gently in return. “I love you too, Soojung.”
“So she wants to get married? What’s the big deal?” Kyungsoo’s longtime friend, Minseok, takes a drag of his cigarette, looking at him incredulously.
The small, local bar is filled with muted sounds of the other lonely souls out on a Saturday night, the old music playing from the jukebox in the corner, and the hum of the television playing the news channel. Named The Boy Who Cried Wolf, it’s a place with great drinks that Kyungsoo and his friends - all from high school with the exception of Baekhyun - frequent most nights of the week to meet up and talk. They always sit in the same booth and talk mostly about their single troubles. Kyungsoo is the only one who happens to be in a stable relationship.
“You really think I’m ready for marriage?” Kyungsoo sighs, staring down into his third beer of the night and certainly not the last. He has a feeling he’ll be out for a while tonight. The more he thinks to himself about his and Soojung’s conversation from a few hours before, the more he starts to stress and worry about it.
“You aren’t?” Chanyeol straightens up beside him, sipping at his own beer. “You and Soojung have been together for ages, and you’re saying youdon’twant to marry her?”
“It’s not that I don’t,” Kyungsoo replies with a frown that draws together his thick brows, “I’m just a little... apprehensive. Is it wrong to be worried? Like, there’s no going back after this.”
“All girls want to get married at some point, Kyungsoo,” Taeyeon, the only waitress in the late evening, randomly butts into the conversation as she sets down Minseok’s glass of whiskey in front of him. “Soojung’s a nice girl. You should be happy she’s still with a slob like you,” she giggles as she settles her hands on her hips.
“She’s got a point,” Baekhyun says, staring at the older woman with that stupid glint in his eyes. He’s had a crush on her for the longest time, and everyone is waiting for her to notice.
“Shut up,” Kyungsoo glares at him from across the booth. “I just want time to think about things. Ugh, you know how nervous I get with shit like this. I need time - and it’s even worse because I have to be the one to make the first move.”
“Aww, everything will turn out alright, man,” Chanyeol gives him a comforting pat on the back. “I’m sure Soojung isn’t expecting you to propose tomorrow anyways. We all get scared of change, especially something like this. But that’s the glory of being single, isn’t it?” he chuckles.
“You aren’t making me feel better,” Kyungsoo groans, collapsing against the table and nearly knocking over his now empty glass.
Taeyeon frowns sympathetically. With a sigh, she picks up his empty glass. “I’ll get you a refill, poor thing.” The blonde woman waitress walks away, heels clacking against the wooden floor as she makes her way towards the bartender and owner, Yifan.
“I had one hell of a dream last night,” Kyungsoo decides to change the topic, picking his head back up. “It’s weird. I can’t remember what it was about or what happened, but I feel like...like I was close to dying or something.”
“Me too,” Minseok murmurs, smudging his burnt out cigarette in the ashtray in the middle of the table. “I had a nightmare like that too. I couldn’t remember it either.”
“You guys have heard that rumor, right?” Taeyeon reappears, setting Kyungsoo’s beer on the table. She’s got that wide smile on her painted lips, the one that says she’s up to no good. “The one about the dreams?”
“What rumor?” Kyungsoo finds himself being curious anyways.
“Those deaths on the news,” she gestures to the television in the corner, and Kyungsoo knows what she’s talking about. In the past week or so, there had been random reports of men dying in their sleep - healthy, young or old, men. Kyungsoo figured it to just be a weird coincidence or maybe a strange serial killer. “They say that it’s the workings of a witch! She curses men who are unfaithful with these strange dreams - that some of the dead men admitted to their friends of having - and if you die in the dreams, you die in real life.”
Minseok snorts, “Yeah, right.”
“Where do you even hear these things?” Chanyeol rolls his eyes.
“Hey! I’m being serious,” Taeyeon puffs out her cheeks.
“I believe you!” Baekhyun chirps and earns a smile from the older woman and a ruffle of his black hair.
“Thank you, Baekhyunnie,” she coos, and he preens from the word of thanks. There’s a call of her name from another customer, and she leaves with a smile, Baekhyun’s eyes following her every step.
“You’re so fucking whipped,” Chanyeol lets out a booming laugh, ignoring Baekhyun’s embarrassed glare.
Kyungsoo gives a small smile as he watches them bicker back and forth, even though his mind is filled with Taeyeon’s words. He knows it’s obviously untrue. He doesn’t know about Minseok, who always seems to have girlfriend troubles, but he definitely has forever been committed to solely Soojung. He’s never even thought of straying from her side. Kyungsoo is anything but unfaithful.
Then why is it so hard for him to marry her?
Part 2
rating: nc-17
summary: Kyungsoo becomes entangled in an incubus's maze.
warnings: smut (top!jongin), infidelity, catherine!au, incubus!au, overdose!au
Kyungsoo awakens with a start, and his face twists as he spits out dirt with a perplexed expression. Wiping his lips as he sits up, he finds it hard to adjust his eyes to the dim light. Where is he? This definitely isn’t his bed at all, nor his room - or anything close to it. He’s sitting on a dirt-covered ground and when he looks around all he can see are two never-ending stone walls on either side of him that go up as high as his eye can see. Before him is some sort of force field - the only hint of it being so are the glowing hexagonal shapes that pulse when he reaches out to touch it. His scowl only increases as he pounds on it with his fists, and the invisible wall doesn’t budge at all.
The man gets to his feet, letting out a sigh that shows in the cold air. He wipes his dirty hands on his white pants and looking down at himself in the process. Ah, a nice white tailored suit that he could never afford, totally what he fell asleep in. Turning his gaze upwards, all Kyungsoo can see is a black sky, if that is a sky beyond those walls. He then turns his back to the force field to see the walls continue on like a hallway. Walking forward, he finds that he really can’t see much ahead. It’s too dark to see more than a meter in front of him.
Kyungsoo traces his hand along the rough concrete of the left wall as he cautiously continues to walk forward. What he doesn’t notice is the maze-like hexagon that traces itself over the wall behind him, and the sudden disappearance of the force field he had abandoned. But what he does hearis what sounds like a wolf’s howl in the distance, and the subtle vibration of commotion behind him. Startling, he turns around, wide-eyed, and stares into the black emptiness behind him. His fight-or-flight starts to kick in, and Kyungsoo’s feet slide backward and adrenaline speeds up his heartbeat, and the howls and growls appear to be getting closer.
Suddenly, through the dark, a man dressed in an all-black suit runs out, gasping for breath, but he doesn’t slow down once his eyes lock with Kyungsoo’s. He gives Kyungsoo an angered look and shoves him forward as he passes him with a shout of, “Fucking run!”
The ground starts to shake beneath his feet from whatever is approaching, but he only has to hear another bone-chilling howl before Kyungsoo is hightailing it, turning around and darting after the other man in the dark clothes. He doesn’t look back, just tries his best to catch up with the stranger. He can hear and feel something chasing after them, but Kyungsoo is a little scared.
“What the hell is going on?!” he raises his voice above the commotion once he is just behind the other man.
“Just shut up and run! I’ll tell you later - if we live!” That last comment has Kyungsoo clamping his lips shut.
He starts to notice how this place is like a never ending maze. He follows the dark-haired stranger around several sharp turns and runs past other openings. Kyungsoo isn’t sure if it’s a great idea to follow this guy he doesn’t know, but he honestly has no other choice at this point. If it turns out horribly, at least he isn’t alone in this place.
Kyungsoo can feel the thing behind them coming closer and closer. It’s obvious that he doesn’t run much as he’s struggling to keep up with the man in front of him, who is courteously slowing down and glancing back once in a while to make sure he hasn’t lost Kyungsoo. Growing worried, Kyungsoo himself graces himself a glance behind just as a howl sounds, and fear strikes his heart as he spots a much larger than average wolf with silvery white fur chasing after them. Its sharp teeth are bared into a terrifying snarl, and its large black claws dig into the earth as it bounds towards them. The wolf’s sharp yellow eyes meet his own and a rumbling snarl has Kyungsoo turning back around and forcing his legs to move faster. Now that he knows the threat, he knows he doesn’t want to be caught by that beast of a wolf.
They pass by another leg of the maze, and Kyungsoo just manages to see the silhouette of a man appearing out of the corner of his eyes. But he knows what’s trailing behind him, and Kyungsoo clenches his eyes shut for a moment as he hears a blood-curdling scream, followed by a roar and a sickening wet crunch.
The stranger doesn't seem fazed at all by the death behind them and only continues to run. Kyungsoo knows it's probably because that gave them a chance to escape and outrun the wolf.
“Come on, come on!” the other man seems to be searching as they continue to run down multiple paths. Before they can even stop themselves, the both of them slam into an invisible force, throwing them back onto the ground with a gasp.
Panting, Kyungsoo looks up to see a rippling hexagonal pattern, just like the one from before. He gets to his knees and jumps when the brunet next to him curses and pounds onto the force field with his fists.
“We don't have time for this!” the stranger pushes with all his might, panic in his eyes. Kyungsoo feels fear filling his gut as well when he hears that distinct howl in the distance. The wolf finished its meal, and now it's coming for them.
“Fuck, what do we do?” Kyungsoo turns to his companion, who seems just at a loss of options. They could turn around and try a different way, but they can't risk accidentally running face-first into that monster, especially with the darkness deterring their vision.
“Think, Jongdae, think…” the man mutters to himself, biting his thumbnail. Just as the sound of paws come closer, a light illuminates in his eyes, and Kyungsoo squeaks in surprise as Jongdae grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him closer, digging a hand in Kyungsoo’s jacket pockets and retrieving an object he had no idea was in there before.
“Aha!” Jongdae holds up the tiny metal sphere with a cat-like grin. “All newbies get one of these.”
“What is that?” Kyungsoo asks, completely surprised that it had been in his pocket the entire time.
“Something that’ll allow us to cheat death!” Jongdae laughs gleefully, even when the wolf is snarling and bounding their way, shaking the earth. Kyungsoo watches as the other man shoves the sphere into the force field, penetrating the seemingly impenetrable wall and shattering it completely, shards of reflective glass falling to their feet. The sphere melts at their feet just as a light starts to appear from a few meters away.
“C’mon, that’s the end!” Jongdae grabs Kyungsoo’s upper arm and starts running again just as the wolf behind them howls and comes into view from the darkness. Kyungsoo is still confused about this entire ordeal, but the words the end appeal to him as does the sudden ray of light in this dark, realistic dream, and he runs with all his might towards the blinding light.
The last thing he registers before shrouded in the light is the anguished howl of the wolf.
Kyungsoo sits up from the bed with a gasp. His heart is beating at a quick pace, hammering against his ribcage, and a cold sweat slicks his skin, t-shirt sticking to his chest. His vision spins as he looks around his darkened room for any sort of threat, though he isn’t sure why. It takes him a minute or two to catch his breath and steady himself, running a hand through his messy, inky hair.
He tries to remember what he was dreaming about, but it proves useless. All he can think about is how scared he was or how close to death he somehow felt. Kicking off the sheets, he stands up and looks over at his alarm clock, groaning at the time. He’s going to be late for work.
“Kyungsoo!” A hand slamming on the table and a sharp voice has the man snapping his head up. He blinks rapidly to clear his dazed eyes and shakes his head to clear his equally murky brain. What was he thinking about again?
“Sorry,” he smiles in apology, looking into the pissed eyes of his girlfriend, Soojung. She’s looking at him incredulously, one eyebrow raised and arms folded over her chest. “What were we talking about again?”
Soojung sighs, taking a sip from her water as Kyungsoo picks at the food on his plate. It’s one of their date nights, probably the billionth of the eight years they’ve been dating. “Why are you so distracted tonight? This is the second time you’ve zoned out.”
“It’s just,” Kyungsoo rubs at one of his eyes, “I had a weird dream or something. I don’t feel like I slept at all. It’s messing with my brain,” he confesses. It’s true too; the whole day at work he’d been dozing off or finding himself just blanking out. And yet, he still couldn’t remember what his dream was about.
“You don’t remember it?” Soojung asks.
“I don’t. It was definitely a nightmare though,” he frowns. “A-Anyways, let’s just go back to what you were saying.”
His girlfriend looks like she wants to ask more, but she relents and instead changes topics as asked. “Well, I was just talking about my parents. They’ve been nagging me lately, you know?” Soojung toys with the promise ring on her finger, the one Kyungsoo gave her after they graduated high school.
“They’ve been nagging you?” Kyungsoo twirls his pasta with his fork, looking at Soojung as he raises the bite to his lips. “About what?”
“Well…” Soojung smiles meekly, “about getting married, of course.”
The raven-haired man nearly chokes on his mouthful, holding a hand over his mouth politely as he coughs and forces the bite down as a cold sweat forms on the back of his neck. “M-Married?” he rasps after swallowing the food in his mouth.
“It’s only natural,” Soojung rolls her eyes at his exaggerated reaction. “We’ve been together for a while now, you know. They’re bound to start asking when we’re going to tie the knot and settle down.”
It’s not that Kyungsoo doesn’t want to marry Soojung, but he’s just not sure if he’s ready. Gulping, he fidgets and looks down at his lap. Sure, they’ve been together since high school, but is it really the time to settle down? For the rest of his life? God, he’s always been so bad with making decisions like this.
“I’ll...think about it,” he concludes, looking up nervously at his girlfriend. The last thing he wants to do is make her angry with his hesitance. When Soojung starts to draw her eyebrows together, Kyungsoo quickly tries to amend his words. “I-I just mean that this is a big decision, and I don’t know if I’m ready yet. I do want to marry you, Soojung. Give me some time though, okay? It’s better if we think it through before just jumping in, you know?”
Running a hand through her chocolate-colored hair, Soojung sighs but then she smiles, resting her elbow on the table and cradling her chin in her hand. “Alright, I’m glad you’re giving it some thought then.” She moves her free hand to hold Kyungsoo’s across the table. “I really do love you, Kyungsoo.”
He can’t resist smiling back at her, relieved as he squeezes her hand gently in return. “I love you too, Soojung.”
“So she wants to get married? What’s the big deal?” Kyungsoo’s longtime friend, Minseok, takes a drag of his cigarette, looking at him incredulously.
The small, local bar is filled with muted sounds of the other lonely souls out on a Saturday night, the old music playing from the jukebox in the corner, and the hum of the television playing the news channel. Named The Boy Who Cried Wolf, it’s a place with great drinks that Kyungsoo and his friends - all from high school with the exception of Baekhyun - frequent most nights of the week to meet up and talk. They always sit in the same booth and talk mostly about their single troubles. Kyungsoo is the only one who happens to be in a stable relationship.
“You really think I’m ready for marriage?” Kyungsoo sighs, staring down into his third beer of the night and certainly not the last. He has a feeling he’ll be out for a while tonight. The more he thinks to himself about his and Soojung’s conversation from a few hours before, the more he starts to stress and worry about it.
“You aren’t?” Chanyeol straightens up beside him, sipping at his own beer. “You and Soojung have been together for ages, and you’re saying youdon’twant to marry her?”
“It’s not that I don’t,” Kyungsoo replies with a frown that draws together his thick brows, “I’m just a little... apprehensive. Is it wrong to be worried? Like, there’s no going back after this.”
“All girls want to get married at some point, Kyungsoo,” Taeyeon, the only waitress in the late evening, randomly butts into the conversation as she sets down Minseok’s glass of whiskey in front of him. “Soojung’s a nice girl. You should be happy she’s still with a slob like you,” she giggles as she settles her hands on her hips.
“She’s got a point,” Baekhyun says, staring at the older woman with that stupid glint in his eyes. He’s had a crush on her for the longest time, and everyone is waiting for her to notice.
“Shut up,” Kyungsoo glares at him from across the booth. “I just want time to think about things. Ugh, you know how nervous I get with shit like this. I need time - and it’s even worse because I have to be the one to make the first move.”
“Aww, everything will turn out alright, man,” Chanyeol gives him a comforting pat on the back. “I’m sure Soojung isn’t expecting you to propose tomorrow anyways. We all get scared of change, especially something like this. But that’s the glory of being single, isn’t it?” he chuckles.
“You aren’t making me feel better,” Kyungsoo groans, collapsing against the table and nearly knocking over his now empty glass.
Taeyeon frowns sympathetically. With a sigh, she picks up his empty glass. “I’ll get you a refill, poor thing.” The blonde woman waitress walks away, heels clacking against the wooden floor as she makes her way towards the bartender and owner, Yifan.
“I had one hell of a dream last night,” Kyungsoo decides to change the topic, picking his head back up. “It’s weird. I can’t remember what it was about or what happened, but I feel like...like I was close to dying or something.”
“Me too,” Minseok murmurs, smudging his burnt out cigarette in the ashtray in the middle of the table. “I had a nightmare like that too. I couldn’t remember it either.”
“You guys have heard that rumor, right?” Taeyeon reappears, setting Kyungsoo’s beer on the table. She’s got that wide smile on her painted lips, the one that says she’s up to no good. “The one about the dreams?”
“What rumor?” Kyungsoo finds himself being curious anyways.
“Those deaths on the news,” she gestures to the television in the corner, and Kyungsoo knows what she’s talking about. In the past week or so, there had been random reports of men dying in their sleep - healthy, young or old, men. Kyungsoo figured it to just be a weird coincidence or maybe a strange serial killer. “They say that it’s the workings of a witch! She curses men who are unfaithful with these strange dreams - that some of the dead men admitted to their friends of having - and if you die in the dreams, you die in real life.”
Minseok snorts, “Yeah, right.”
“Where do you even hear these things?” Chanyeol rolls his eyes.
“Hey! I’m being serious,” Taeyeon puffs out her cheeks.
“I believe you!” Baekhyun chirps and earns a smile from the older woman and a ruffle of his black hair.
“Thank you, Baekhyunnie,” she coos, and he preens from the word of thanks. There’s a call of her name from another customer, and she leaves with a smile, Baekhyun’s eyes following her every step.
“You’re so fucking whipped,” Chanyeol lets out a booming laugh, ignoring Baekhyun’s embarrassed glare.
Kyungsoo gives a small smile as he watches them bicker back and forth, even though his mind is filled with Taeyeon’s words. He knows it’s obviously untrue. He doesn’t know about Minseok, who always seems to have girlfriend troubles, but he definitely has forever been committed to solely Soojung. He’s never even thought of straying from her side. Kyungsoo is anything but unfaithful.
Then why is it so hard for him to marry her?
Part 2