a/n:

soooo.. i should’ve updated this fic days ago but it was my twentieth birthday on the 17th of september and i was sick for the entire day and also yesterday so i have to rest. welp. i don't celebrate my birthday so it's cool hhh

also! dreamcatcher released their entire mini-album yesterday and i was shook bc their title track, deja vu suits seonghwa’s character in this fic and what makes me more shook is that one of their side-tracks, the curse of the spider definitely suits san’s character in this fic! the lyrics are too accurate for them! and i’ve been listening to the entire mini-album while writing this so here’s a seongsang chap for y’all!~ stan dreamcatcher, stan talent and listen to their latest mini-album pls hhhh

i was freaking out for onf’s teaser, kard’s teaser, dreamcatcher’s entire mini-album and ofc, for our boys’ teaser! lIKE I’M NOT READY AND I WOKE UP AROUND TWELVE MINUTES AFTER THEY RELEASED IT AND OFC, THE FIRST THING THAT I LOOKED AT IS DREAMCATCHER'S MV BUT WAS SHOCKED BC I SAW ATEEZ POSTING T H I S

GDI.. BRAIDED SAN.. BLOND WOOYOUNG.. WOOSAN IS OUT THERE ATTACKING ME WITH THEIR LEADER! REDHEAD MINGI AND A BLOND YUNHO. PLUS YEOSANG AND JONGHO LOOKING SO FINE AS USUAL ;;;; AND SEONGHWA SJSKAJAKSGSKAHSJSHSJAGAJA B L E S S ED MARRY ME, MAN HHHHHHH

before this chapter begins, i just want to say that Park Seonghwa can step on me anytime and I would even say ‘thank you’ and ‘more, please?’

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The moment that Yunho woke up, he realized that he was on a soft mattress and his whole body hurts like hell. He tried remembering what happened before he blacked out but all that he can remember was a lot of blood splattered on the ground and he gasped, jolting his body but ended up whimpering in pain.

“Yunho, take it easy.” Yeosang helped him on fixing his posture on the bed.

“S-Sang..”

“Take a sip, Yunho.” Yeosang tapped a straw attached in a water bottle on Yunho’s lips as the tallest male took a sip, “Slowly.”

Yunho stopped drinking when he felt better and looked at Yeosang with such a soft expression, “Thank you, Yeosang.”

“I-I don’t deserve that..” Yeosang looked down before placing the water bottle on the ground.

“Oh.” Yunho remembered everything as he suddenly looked at Yeosang.

“Yunho, I’m really sorry for what happened. I-I shouldn’t have returned here..” Yeosang shut his eyes close, “It’s all my fault.”

“Yeosang, no..” Yunho immediately shook his head, “It wasn’t your fault at all.”

“Mingi could’ve been alive if I wasn’t here,” Yeosang stated as he kept his eyes shut, clenching his fists on the end of his sweater.

“Don’t blame yourself, Yeosang. It isn’t your fault at all,” Yunho said in a soft tone.

Yeosang shook his head, “You shouldn’t talk like that to me, Yunho. I don’t deserve your kindness at all, your friend died because of me.”

“Nah, Mingi died because of his bad decisions.” Yunho said flatly which made Yeosang’s eyes open and looked at him in disbelief.

“Mingi sacrificed—” Yeosang wasn’t able to finish his statement when Yunho cut him off.

“He’s always like that, Yeosang. The carefree and selfless Song Mingi that I knew. He always kept on making bad decisions that I have to back him up on it,” Yunho said as a sad smile was seen on his face, “He pushed himself to save me and even had the guts to smile at me. Does he even know that his smile would haunt me in my dreams and until the day that I die? If he plans to kill himself on that, he shouldn’t even smiled at me because I’ll feel like shit and blame myself for his death.”

Yeosang looked at Yunho, his words doesn’t suit the expression that he’s currently having. Tears are already streaming out of his hazel brown orbs while keeping a sad smile, Yunho is usually smiling whether it’s a sincere one or a fake one or a forced one but this smile is just heartbreaking to see. Yeosang felt a pang on his chest as he stared at Yunho’s pained expression.

“Mingi’s a dumbass.” Yunho muttered, “Out of all his bad decisions in life, this is definitely the worst. If only I can turn back time, I’d be the one to kill him so he can regret making me feel like this now. I feel like my heart is about to burst because of the sadness yet all I can do is cry and grieve for his dumb soul. Will that dumb soul of his even arrive at the Underworld? I bet that he’s stupid enough to get lost and might get his soul consumed by some creature on his way there.”

“Yunho..”

“Damn it, Mingi.” Yunho sobbed, maintaining his smile as he looked at the ceiling “Mingi, you fucking donkey. Now, I’m holding this pain.”

“Yunho, I’m sorry.” Yeosang can’t help but weep silently as his forgotten friend was silently crying his heart out.

“Don’t. Don’t be sorry,” Yunho quietly replies, “Also, can I be alone for now? I-I’m not in my right state and I need to be alone.”

“If that’s what you want but if you want a hug or comfort, we’re here for you.” Yeosang wipes his tears yet a lot are still coming out.

“You’re the one that needs a hug, Yeosang. You’re the one that has been through a lot,” Yunho said before gently sitting up, “Go, Yeosang.”

The brunette didn’t even need to be told twice and left the room, he can see Seonghwa looking at him with a softened expression then spread his arms as if he’s expecting Yeosang needing comfort. Yeosang didn’t even hesitate and ran towards the tall male, embracing him tightly as tears kept on falling. Muffled sobs were heard from the brunette and Seonghwa’s shirt might’ve been stained but the doctor could even care less on his outfit, all he wants is to provide the comfort that Yeosang deserves.

He lets the male sob until he’s even tired to move, gently tapping the brunette’s left cheek so he can look at Seonghwa. He can’t help but chuckle at how puffy Yeosang’s eyes were but he couldn’t blame him, all of them wept for their kind-hearted friend. They’ve witnessed him dying in front of them and they couldn’t even do a thing to save him.

The worst that they could even do is to leave his body but they have no other choice.

Seonghwa couldn’t help but blame himself on Mingi’s death too. If only he could’ve healed the tall brunette, he could’ve saved him. He had been living and thinking that he’s a powerful sorcerer yet he felt too weak right now. He couldn’t even save Song Mingi which should’ve been easy for him, being a sorcerer and doctor at the same time.

“Dear, let’s go to my room.” he said, smiling sadly at the unfortunate person that is embracing him.

“Why?” Yeosang whispered, voice hoarsed from crying too much.

“I still haven’t patched you up since you didn’t even leave Yunho and waited for him to gain consciousness,” Seonghwa replies as he ruffled the brunette’s locks “You’re such a worrywart, dear. You’ve stayed with him for more than four hours.”

“What time is it?” Yeosang asked.

Seonghwa looked at the grandfather clock near them, “Five in the morning. We left San's realm at exactly twelve in the midnight because he was so worried for his realm.”

“It felt like a day,” Yeosang muttered.

“Indeed. Time is slow because of the curse,” Seonghwa said as he nudged the brunette, “Let’s proceed to my room, shall we?”

“Okay.”

Seonghwa smiled again as he held Yeosang’s right hand and they proceeded to the farthest room and as he opened, Yeosang was surprised to see such a neat room. Seonghwa could see how Yeosang seems to be amused with such a sight and was about to comment about it but suddenly remembered what kind of room Yeosang has been staying for almost nine years and kept his mouth shut.

His room isn’t even as beautiful as anyone’s, just a room that the walls are coated with cream-colored paint yet the ceiling was painted as if they’re looking at the night sky filled with stars and there are constellations being connected to each other. The only source of light is the lamp beside the bed and the fairy lights attached on the walls. Aside from that, a luxurious-looking bed beside a drawer, a shelf filled with books, a study table and a closet then nothing else can be seen on Seonghwa’s room.

“I really didn’t bought a lot because I’m not much of a materialistic person,” Seonghwa sheepishly stated, “I’m glad that no blackened one decided to ransack my turf or else, they’ll get a taste of my wrath.”

“It’s pretty,” Yeosang said, looking around.

“It’s quite simple,” Seonghwa stated, “And I’ve probably added some design in it because I felt like adding one would make it not that simple.”

“Wow.”

“And aside from that, I like staring at anything that’s beautiful.” Seonghwa added as he stared at Yeosang which was too busy on looking around the room, “Beautiful..”

“What?” Yeosang looked at him and met Seonghwa’s gaze.

“Nothing. Sit on the bed as I get my medical kit,” Seonghwa beams as he took a kit in his drawer.

Seonghwa immediately went to Yeosang and kneeled one of his knees in front of him, gently taking Yeosang’s left arm just to see his scar from stabbing himself. It was on the state of healing but he still needs to disinfect it to make sure that it wouldn’t make the beautiful male in front of him away from the sickness.

“You shouldn’t overdo it. Using your powers, I mean.. don’t hurt yourself too much,” Seonghwa remarked.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. Just make a small scar that can draw out blood, you might pass out from blood loss because of what you’re doing.” Seonghwa added as he applied some disinfectant on a cotton, “I’m aware of your suicide pact with San but that doesn’t mean that you wouldn’t be in pain. I don’t want to see you in pain, Yeosang.”

“Why?” the brunette asked curiously.

“Because of the curse, you silly.” Seonghwa chuckled before gently pressing the cotton to Yeosang's scar which made him whimpered, “I’ve told all of you yesterday about how the curse have affected me, right? I’m a reincarnation of someone that is inlove with your cursed ancestor and the curse’s punishment to me is that I have to remember every single life memory of my past selves with the cursed ol’ you as a reminder of pain.”

“So I’m hurting you, Seonghwa? Sorry,” Yeosang looked down as he mumbled those words.

“Probably yes? I care for you and seeing you in pain or dying would make me miserable,” Seonghwa said as he kept on tending the male’s other scars and patching him up, “I have to witness you dying again and again, Yeosang. That is such a heartbreaking scene because all of my past selves have been doing their best to keep you alive just to fail miserably and hope that their future self can save the cursed one.”

“I’m sorry for dying again and again,” Yeosang said as he looked at Seonghwa, wondering why can Seonghwa still show such a calm expression.

“It wasn’t your fault so please stop aplogizing, sweetheart.” Seonghwa pinched Yeosang’s left cheek and the brunette whines, making him laugh “Honestly, my past selves are quite amusing so remembering my moments with you isn’t that heartbreaking at all.”

“And why is that?” Yeosang asked, tilted his head a bit in confusion.

“Cute~” Seonghwa coo-ed as he finished patching the brunette and looks up to meet his gaze, “Okay! Time to rest for a while~”

Yeosang was surprised when Seonghwa stood and suddenly carried Yeosang in a bride-like style and gently placing him in the bed before lying beside him with a smile that Yeosang can’t help but adore. Seonghwa looks so breathtakingly gorgeous especially when he’s close and it makes Yeosang heat up for thinking such stuff.

“We need to rest for a while,” Seonghwa said, staring back at the brunette, “Shin-Bi.”

“What?” Yeosang blinked.

“I meant to say that your visual are from the Gods.” Seonghwa chuckled lightly as he trace Yeosang’s face with the index finger of his right hand.

“Well, you’re so handsome. Just looking at you can probably make me fall for you,” Yeosang said as a small smile appeared on his face.

“I know,” Seonghwa said before laughing once again, “You really know how to make me feel happy, Yeosang.”

“I’m quite glad to know that I can make someone happy, at the very least..” Yeosang said as he hummed.

“You know what? I really don’t know if we’ll be falling for each other just like our past selves,” Seonghwa mused before letting embracing Yeosang and pulled him close enough to hear Seonghwa’s heartbeat, “We’re soulmates, you know?”

“Soulmates..” Yeosang looked at Seonghwa, “But I really don’t know if I can love anyone.”

“Fair enough.” Seonghwa nods, “I’m not forcing you. Because even I, am at the confused state if I’m capable of loving someone. I can only care for my treasured ones but to show love towards anyone is quite hard to decipher and to understand.”

“I want to know what love is. But I couldn’t understand what love is all about,” Yeosang mutters.

“I can relate to that, dear.” Seonghwa said before letting out a grin, “Hey, there’s this one timeline where it had been really a good life for both of us. You died but still, that time was one of the greatest timeline that we’ve had.”

“Really?” Yeosang widened his eyes a bit as Seonghwa’s statement caught all of his attention, “What was it about?”

“It was a few centuries ago when humans and mythical creatures live in the same realm. You were a prince of a kingdom during that time and me?” Seonghwa grinned wider, “I’m a dragon! A dragon with grey scales and blue eyes! I was a sourpuss and you’re a happy-go-lucky royalty during that time.”

He can remember the first encounter of the him and Yeosang’s past self, he can’t help but chuckle. Yeosang stared at the gorgeous man in front of him and wondered if he had been happy while remembering that because he shared the same pain with him. Despite San sharing both of their fate in this timeline, he still share the same pain and heartbreak with Seonghwa. He can’t help but be sorry for dragging Seonghwa.

All of it is his fault.

“What is it about?” Yeosang asks.

“The first time that we’ve met was when you’re lost for the first time in the mountainside and arrived in the uppermost part of it in which is my lair.” Seonghwa said, humming “I threatened to devour you but you were just looking at me in awe as if it’s your first time on seeing a dragon.”

“Is it my first time?” Yeosang asked again.

“You're a prince that is confined to the castle for your entire life so yes. You even introduced yourself in such a cheerful way that I can’t help but look at you in disbelief because why would someone dare to befriend a dragon, someone that should be feared by mortals?” Seonghwa said as he let out an amused laugh, “It was a fun time and remembering it makes me feel warm.”

“Would you tell me more of it? You seem to be happy while you’re talking and seeing you like that makes me feel warm..” Yeosang said, cheeks burning in embarrassment.

“Cute~” Seonghwa hugged him tighter ss he hummed in delight, “Let’s just say that you’ve lived a good life on that timeline. You were loved by everyone and you’ve died on the age of seventeen with a satisfied smile on your face.”

“Is it a heartbreaking one?” Yeosang asked, “Why did I die that time?”

“Yes. But you've lived a satisfying life on that one and I’m glad that you didn’t even have to suffer just like what you’ve had on some of your past lives.” Seonghwa responded, “And your death is definitely a story that I can probably tell you next time.”

“I’m anticipating that, Hwa.” Yeosang said as a sweet smile was evident on his face.

“Yes please, Sang.” Seonghwa sweetly stated before planting a kiss on Yeosang’s forehead, “Maybe if we can survive on this timeline, let’s learn a lot about love.”

“Sure,” Yeosang nods as he snuggled closer to Seonghwa,

“Sang, you know what? I wished that everything is just passing delusions. If through wet tears, through belated regrets, I can go return to you.” Seonghwa suddenly stated, “I’d bet all of me for you just to get a grasp of the end of this nightmare. I will save you. I will save both us from this.”

“Thank you, Hwa.” Yeosang smiled as his eyes crinkled and the sight made Seonghwa smile.

“On the end of this nightmare, we’ll be together.” Seonghwa assured as he closed his eyes, “Rest for now, Yeosang. You’ll be safe in my arms.”

“I know that I will be..” Yeosang mumbled.

In the dimmed room, a pair of soulmates was asleep in peace. Being able to sleep in each other’s arms for the first time made them feel secured and contented, wishing that this could last a bit longer. What they’re not expecting is that a pair of crimson eyes are watching them outside the room, watching them in amusement.

“The star-crossed lovers are united once again,” Monsieur stated as he smirked, “I can’t wait to rip both of you apart. My hands are itching to paint you with red.”

“I won't let you hurt them.”

“Shut it, fool. You’re already foolish to think that you can control me,” Monsieur mocks.

“But I can still do it. You couldn’t even control yourself for too long. I can do it. I can take over you.”

“Let’s see about that,” Monsieur mused as he walked back to the room that he’s staying, “If that’s the case then I have to deal with you later because we have a problem to fix.”

“And what is that?”

“The alchemist that is after your lives.” Monsieur said as he arrived at the guest room, “As you can see, he’s not just an alchemist but also an exorcist.”

“Who is that person? Why does he know a lot?”

“Why don’t you ask him yourself? Oh, right. He’s after your lives so you can’t.” Monsieur said before sitting at the couch, “He’s probably a rogue that used to be a member of the Blood Mage Clan. Someone that knew about the representatives of the Seven Sins and also the curse. He’s probably someone that hated the balance that the other realms along with this one has and to ruin it, he have to ruin their plan which is this.”

“Why?”

“Foolish child, who knows? There’s a lot of mortals that just wanted to commit a sin for satisfaction,” Monsieur said, “Maybe if you offered the cursed male to me already, you can defeat him.”

“No! I’ll never let you do that! I’ll protect Sangie from you!”

“Suit yourself, foolish child.” Monsieur muttered, “In the end, the evil will reign and I’ll be waiting on the seventh day for the cursed one’s soul and vessel.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I want the freedom that was stolen away from me,” Monsieur replied,“No hard feelings. And the fact that a bunch of malevolent spirits from the past have associated with a curse towards the cursed male and his lover, I can’t do anything but to be the one that will comply to their orders because I’m a demon and they wished for it in exchange of their souls.”

“You’re cruel..”

“Foolish male, I’m a demon. What do you expect?” Monsieur lets out a chuckle, “Let’s see what happens. Everything is getting amusing as the day kept on passing. I can sense that some of the people here will be dying soon.”