⊱ Qui vivra verra ⊰

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"Lust!"

I jolted up on my bed from the sudden jab to my sides and threw my nastiest glare at the intruder.

"Fucking- Wrath, what the fuck?"

The fiery haired man chortled with little bounces beside me, clapping excitedly. "My, oh my. I really missed teasing you like this. You've been gone for days, Lust." He pouted near the end, acting sad, dramatically changing his expression.

I scoffed, turning my attention back to my phone. "Nice to see you, too."

The device suddenly slipped out of my hand and floated further and further above me when I tried reaching for it, and flew into the hands of the supernatural being beside me. His eyebrows rose and eyes narrowed wickedly at me, and I groaned internally, already expecting his teasing remarks.

"Seems like you have your prey lured in so close to your trap, Lust," he chuckled diabolically but soon his eyes sparkled in pretense as he scrolled. "But tell me, have you grown accustomed to this kid?"

Jumping to my feet, I snatched the device and gripped it tightly to avoid being swiped by his powers again. The redhead's smirk widened. I didn't know whether he was bored or just nosy.

"Grow accustomed to a mortal in a span of weeks?" I snorted, plopping down and crossing my legs. "Please. I've been with you for centuries and yet, I still haven't gotten used to your annoying banters."

My desk chair slid to his behind on its own and he sat down on it opposite me, still smirking. "We have centuries more, sourpuss. All I'm tryna do is have fun and laugh with you, purple wet blanket." Sighing loudly, he slumped back to stare at the ceiling. "Laugh a little... Live a little... We both know we all never enjoyed life while we were alive, so why can't we do it now?"

The light mood he was trying to create suddenly collapsed, plunging into the despair of our pasts, our scars resurfacing.

I knew where he was coming from, but we weren't entitled to such luxury. Living.

The seven of us were just miserable remnants of our wretched pasts, wandering around, watching other people live on and on and on, and just wondering... where did we go wrong? Our lives weren't bed of roses, and our endings sure as hell weren't.

"Can we?" I flashed him a pained smile to which his playful one faltered. "Especially you, Wrath. Chaos and destruction and everything about violence should be what you represent. Happiness? Can you afford that?"

For a brief moment in silence, he sat motionless, vacant gaze frozen on the floor between us. I regretted blurting those words, knowing full well how he always tried so hard to cheer up others because he himself couldn't.

"Wrath, I-"

"It's fine, Lust," he whispered, still not moving. "Maybe I should leave you alone. You seem to have a lot of destructive thoughts inside that cornered mind of yours."

His chair slid back to its original position as soon as he stood up and the man gently patted my head without looking at me, his eyes dulled.

"Be rooting for you, Eunsook."

In a blink, he vanished before I could apologize, leaving me alone with my thoughts like he said. Destructive thoughts.

The growls of my stomach interrupted them and I lifted my phone to check the time before sighing heavily. I must had been occupied by my thoughts so deeply that I forgot the reason I came back to the dorm between classes. There was no way I could whip a meal up now.

Hungry and sapped, I disregarded my need to ingest for I could do that after class, and headed out with my bag flung over my shoulder, still deep in thought. I used to bring that topic up before all the time but I never felt this preoccupied or... hurt. Was experiencing human qualities messing with my mind, too?

We were all refusing to really think about it. Think about the ironic situation we were in. Ignorance is bliss, isn't that right?

"Eunsook," a sharp call of my name made me halt in place and whirl around to find Jungkook jogging up to me with a questioning look. "I called after you so many times. Is anything wrong?"

Funny. I didn't hear anything. "Nothing. What did you want?"

His frown deepened. "We have the same class now, no? I just wanted to ask you to go together."

"Oh." I bit my tongue, berating myself for acting like that. "Sorry. I just... I have a headache. A really bad one."

"I see." He looked up ahead as we walked on school grounds, and returned to focusing on me after a while to which I didn't pay attention. Again.

"I mean that's just so hilarious. But don't you think Mr. Kim from Art History is too old to be single? If he's so confident in himself, why doesn't he get someone to date him? Or is he like, the type to hook around?"

My mind was blurry with the memories of my past replaying that his words kept slipping out of my mind. Even if I wanted to focus, I just couldn't.

"If you're so confident in his feelings for me, why isn't he confessing then?"

"Just give him some time, Eunsook. I'm sure he's prepping himself as we speak!"

"I don't know... I've been waiting for him for years... How much more am I supposed to wait?"

"Sook!"

Focus returned to my eyes and I jerked to a stop. Jungkook's gaze was fierce and his lips were pushed up in pout.

"Yes?"

We stayed like that for a minute, our eyes searching the other's until Jungkook heaved a sigh. "Nothing. Nothing important." He broke eye contact and looked down. "Your laces are undone."

I followed his eyes and shrugged. "It's fine."

I proceeded to walk with long, high strides to avoid tripping but couldn't go much farther when he stopped me by grabbing my hand. Before I could frown back at him, he swiftly curved around me and kneeled on the ground, taking my shoelaces and tying them in silence.

It was silent but my heart was beating loudly in my ears.

"There." His lips curved up at his work and his gaze travelled up to my open mouthed face. I was nearly blushing at his sudden act but in a flash, he started ranting with a wince. "What do you mean 'it's fine'? What if you trip and fall on your face, dummy? And are you kidding? Walking on your shoelaces? You're just gonna dirty your shoes like that, huh?"

Honestly, I would have fought back... if I wasn't flustered over his gentlemanly act.

"Sorry, dad." I rolled my eyes and speed walked away to escape the situation, leaving him on the ground.

In just a second, he caught up. Of course, he'd catch up with those long muscular legs.

"So, my friends and I are- Are you listening, Eunsook?!"

My mind didn't even get the chance to run a single thought when he basically shouted at me just inches away. "Yes! Don't shout, geez!"

"Okay." He broke into chuckles. "My friends and I are going to the amusement park to, you know, just hang out. And they asked me to bring you, too."

"...Gyeom?"

"Yep."

Of course it was him. He was clearly interested in me from how often he just plainly stared at me to trying to initiate small talk whenever I was with Jungkook. He may or may not affect my plan with the loverboy since he was his close friend.

A sigh escaped me. "Fine. When is it?"

Flinching away, he gaped at me in disbelief. "Who are you? Are you really okay? Usually you're peppy and so... animated... Your laces are untied again."

What the...

He kneeled again to tie them at the same time I looked down at them. This time, he fastened them tightly and stood up to continue walking.

How did they even-

I couldn't finish that thought when I witnessed the laces being undone on their own as if a ghost was doing it.

Wrath...

Clenching my teeth, I squatted down and tied them with more force than I was supposed to and yelled, "If my shoes were left alone, I would be hella thankful!"

Jungkook flinched again, this time, frowning deeply at me. "I just tied them to prevent you from tripping. Why you mad?"

I know...

"I'm tired, Kookie. Mentally," I whispered and just continued walking without acknowledging his stares until we reached our class.

Among the rackety crowd, the both of us took our respective seats beside each other in silence and stayed quiet. A part of me was regretting my actions and the other part was pleased to be left unbothered. Either way, Jungkook seemed to be shaken up by my unexpected, polar behavior.

That's why, I was dumbstruck when he suddenly offered me a sandwich, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Your stomach is growling, Sook," he explained when I only stared stupidly at the bread in his hands.

With flushed cheeks, I meekly took it and thanked him in a whisper. How embarrassing. I should have eaten anything before leaving the dorm. I blamed Wrath again. I doubted any guy would be seduced by a girl whose stomach he heard rumbling.

And I heard him giggling.

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I may or may not have sacrificed my sleep to write this so I hope it's not too bad since I can't make sense of my thoughts rn 😂