"Oh my god you've killed him."
"For the last time I did not kill him."
"If you did I will actually drop kick-oh! His eyelids moved!"
Jaemin let out a groan, his head swimming with the audible dialogue and his eyes drifting open, his body jolting in surprise as the face that was unnaturally close to his own. Mark's eyes sparkled, a wide smile on his face as he fell forwards, collapsing on top of Jaemin as he wrapped him in a tight hug.
The mattress of the single-bed in his cabin cushioned his back and his gaze stared upwards at the wooden ceiling of the small room. He supposed that Mark or Jeno had moved him here after Jeno had forced him back into his memories.
The guide's arms slid slowly around Mark's torso, his memories flashing through his head as he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
He still smells the same...
Jaemin's eyes drifted to lock onto Jeno's, the guide leaning his weight onto his spear as he cocked his eyebrows in an upwards motion as if to say 'do you understand? do you remember?'. Jaemin gave the guide a slight nod, letting out an 'oof' as he sat upwards, bringing Mark up with him.
"Hey Mark," Jaemin started, the spirit of his lover leaning backwards and scanning over Jaemin's face with a twinge of worry flashing in his iris'. "Can I talk to spear guy alone for a second?" Mark's eyebrows furrowed, glancing between the two before nodding slowly, standing up and exiting the cabin room.
A moment of silence passed before Jaemin spoke: "He's here...how long...how long have I been doing this he looks so...different."
"Two lifecycles," Jeno answered in an even tone, "We don't know how he managed to worm his way into your queue, but he did." A small laugh left Jeno's lips in an uncharacteristic action.
"How-," Jaemin swallowed, his eyes drifting closed in a pain expression at how long Mark had to spend alone without him. How painful must that have been? Had it even been painful? Did he move on, did he go through his lives with a heart full of pain and loneliness? "How much longer?"
Jeno paused for a moment before casting his eyes downwards, adverting Jaemin's face.
Jaemin let out a sigh, "I see."
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Fais de Beaux Rêves | Markmin
FanfictionWhere do you go after you die? Theories spark dozens of religions and ideologies of spirituality. But they are merely theories, and nothing is certain except for the fact that one day you close your eyes and never wake up. One of the oldest human q...