6th sense

if there's anything that hoseok hates about himself, it's his ability to communicate with the dead— which is a pretty terrible thing for a scaredy cat like him.

there is one spirit in particular that could not leave his side, unless he does the favor he is being asked of— to find hwieun, the girl he left on earth to deliver a message he hadn't given when he was alive for him to cross the afterlife and let his soul rest in peace.

"park jimin," hoseok let out a defeated sigh, looking at the ghastly apparition through the mirror, "i don't know what's wrong, or why you couldn't cross to the afterlife either but i've done my part. hwieun already got your message."

"unless.." jimin hovered suddenly close to him, sending chills down hoseok's spine.

"jesus! you're too close off my personal space!" hoseok whined, backing away from him.

"..unless," a flash of realization hit jimin, his words coming to a whisper.

"what is it?"

"tell me, hyung.." jimin's cool touch on his shoulders startled hoseok but eventually, grew warmer, "and i want you to be honest over my dead body."

hoseok should have seen this coming, but nonetheless, he knew he was going to get confronted with the question sooner or later as jimin's crossing over is nearing.

"...you're starting to like hwieun, don't you?"