Because I really did almost faint Hoseok decided that - and I quote - "we shall do something against this miserably unattractive condition of yours".

Which led us - better said Hoseok - to the decision of searching some fast food restaurant, because according to him greasy, unhealthy food is as good as chocolate when I comes to fighting the aftermath of ghost-attacks (again, his words).

That's why we were now stuffing our faces with fries and burgers and I would've never imagined that Jung Hoseok would love fast food as much as he apparently did, but again, I didn't know much of him, so who was I to say this?

After some time of munching our food in quiet peace, the twenty-three year old placed down his burger and watched me nibbling on my fries for a moment, before talking up, "Can I ask you something?"

I looked up from my greasy food and nodded silently.

"Why were you so... disturbed back there? On the meadow I mean?"

"Oh, that's... nothing." I mumbled, averting my eyes to the other guests in the quite filled place.

"Is it... does it have to do something with the dream I saved you from?"

I recalled the lilac grove and the fog, an involuntary shudder over coming me, "I don't know. Doesn't really concern you now, does it?"

Hoseok blinked at my suddenly rude attitude and frowned, "Are you mad at me for wanting to know something about you? You're always acting as if I was the biggest fucking secret, but in reality I know far less about you than the other way around."

I was about to protest but he didn't let me, speaking up slightly, "I don't even know your name, but did I complain? No. All I want to know is why you chickened out so hard you completely lost your composure."

He watched me with those dark eyes, trying to catch my glance while I nibbled on some other fries as a pathetic try to escape his.

"Look," His voice became a little gentler, "All I'm trying to do is to understand you a bit, 'kay?"

I hated to admit it, but he was right. By now I knew his name, which gave me a huge advantage towards him, but he never even asked for mine. Even now that he straight up mentioned it - he didn't want to know it, knowing that this would cross a line I wasn't willing to surpass.

I leaned back a bit, watching his reaction towards my words warily, "I know Hoseok, but I don't really trust you - don't take this personal - you're just... not really an open book, and I've been through too much to just fall for this 'knight in shining armor' act of yours."

Hoseok chuckled, "You've got some serious trust issues, don't you?"

I shrugged, "It's worked so far. 'M just saying, I don't really have a reason to trust you just yet."

"That's why you kept on wanting to know stuff about me without telling me about you once?"

I nodded. I could tell, he was getting a bit frustrated over this, and he probably had a right to be - the girl he keeps on saving again and again didn't trust him a bit. Of course it was frustrating.

I just didn't understand why he was doing all of this for me anyways - he even payed for both our food.

"Well, if it helps you, you know all of me that is there to know anyways. I don't have a job and I own an apartment in Mudeom Street. That's it."

"You don't have a job but can afford an apartment in Seoul?" I asked with a challenging grin, Hoseok lifting up his hands defensively, a small grin also tugging on his lips.

"I'm just lucky, I guess."

I snorted, not believing a word, but knowing that he wouldn't spit out the truth anyways.

I took a sip of my drink, "Well, since you know where I live it'll be just fair if I knew where you live, don't you think so?"

Hoseok laughed, showing off rows of pearl white teeth, "I mean, yeah."

I smiled, watching the man in front of me finish his burger, sleeves rolled up to not spill onto his shirt and hair pushed out of his face. 

"I used to live in the Taebaek mountains."

"Huh?" Hoseok looked up from his plate, obviously puzzled.

"That's why I reacted that way back in the cinema." I explained, telling only partly the truth, "I felt reminded of the nature there... it's something I don't get to see in Seoul, just like you said."

Hoseok cleaned his fingers on a paper towel, before leaning back to look at me fully, "So, a girl from Taebaek mountains you say?"

I nodded smiling.

"I honestly didn't expect that. Like I said, you struck me as this typical big-city girl, if you know what I mean..."

Oh I definitely knew what he meant. Drug dealing and skipping school? I believe I wouldn't have started doing this if I'd still be living on the countryside.

"By the way you talk about this I assume you're not from Seoul either?"

Hoseok gave me one of his charming smiles, throwing his right arm over the armrest behind him, "Well, I was born in Gwangju but I spent the majority of my childhood away from the city."

"Oh?" I leaned forward on my arms, "Why's that?"

"I'll tell you if you tell me why you really chickened out in the cinema."

I huffed frustrated, leaning back again.

This caused Hoseok to laugh out loud, "Gottcha'. Don't think I'm stupid Flower, for me you're easier to read than you think."

Which was a fucking scary thing to know.

"Ah well," He grasped his black coat, getting out of the bench with a small yawn, "I think it's time to go. I'm full."

I just nodded, following him out of the restaurant, barely able to keep up with his long strides.

He waited for me at the entrance, holding up his hands to wave me goodbye, "I'm not gonna take up any more of your time. You're a busy girl."

"Damn right, I am." I said jokingly.

"Oh and Flower?" 

I looked at him expectantly.

"Two things: First at all, don't think I wanna pressure you to tell me your name or anything about you. It's a good thing that you don't trust secretive, sword carrying strangers 'kay?"

I nodded, impressed that he was saying something so reasonable and mature.

"And the other thing is: Although we did get attacked today - which was completely your fault - I hope I could remind you that not all ghosts are ugly and mean. There's a gloomy but beautiful side to this world."

I nodded again. I learned that, through him.

Although they usually want to kill me, ghosts can hold a beauty within them which is hard to describe, only possible to experience. You just have to learn how to do it right.

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So much dialogue in this chapter

also sorry for taking so long :(

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