𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 • 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐨

30

bang!

seungcheol had anticipated the worst. either jeonghan's brains were blown out, or he had a hole on one of his vital organs. he wasn't quite ready for death to happen—so he just braced himself for whatever came.

but what sight welcomed him could not have helped him brace himself better.

"jisoo!"

the gun was on the floor, as well as the bullet that was fired. a particularly strong branch of wood had pinned jeonghan's hands onto the wall, and the evidence of it being jisoo's work was in front of them—as jisoo had appeared, hand outstretched, preventing jeonghan's untimely death.

"you! are you alright?!" jisoo turned to seungcheol. "you stupid sapling! why make plans that endanger yourself?! i'm going to end your life here myself if you wanted to die!! i'm even going to help myself and eat your brains! in fact, i will also devour your—"

"OKAY, i get it, i did something wrong, stop confessing to a plausible crime of murder, jisoo." seungcheol sighed, but anyone could hear the light filter of endearment atop it. seungcheol himself can hear it, and it makes him want to puke up then eat his vomit again.

"now that you are saved, you must go and continue the mission! the ever so stupid minghao is going after your teammate who leaked the location!" jisoo's eyebrows furrowed, frowning in determination. his hands rested on seungcheol's shoulders, which was incredibly tense. "but, don't worry. i've pulled some strings."

"w-what strings? did you eat minghao?! killing him will give him an easy way out of everything he had done, you know!"

"no... i gave him the ability to understand cats. and i relayed the message through cats. don't worry, they are a good message carrier, and their fast service will give your teammate ample time to escape."

"okay. whew."

seungcheol stared into jisoo's eyes, with nothing to say.

oh, how beautiful they were. seungcheol would often hate on people who have blue eyes (even going so far as to literally flipping a table after losing an argument on a tiktok comment section about eye colors), but jisoo was the only exception. jisoo's eyes were so beautifully blue, it was like the bottomless sea that pulls you in and refuses to let you escape.

"you seem to be admiring me, mortal. have you forgotten that there is a criminal behind us?" jisoo chuckled, eyes turning into cresents as he tilted his head towards jeonghan—who was restricted by tree branches jisoo procured.

seungcheol scrunched his face. "right. let's arrest him, then get to junhui and minghao. wonwoo, too. go with me this time, okay? no more leaving."

"seungcheol," jisoo crossed his arms. "i can't. okay, you are allowed to call me when you ate in danger so i can help you—but having me by your side is just—!"

what? do you not like me? am i really so bad of an option? maybe it's because seungcheol's eyes are poop colored? or maybe it's because he has to give his eyelashes a trim every month and it looks icky?

jisoo seems to have noticed seungcheol's unconscious shifting of expression. he cut himself short in the middle of a sentence, and decided not to continue his previous statement.

".... because i am protector and you are human, seungcheol."

so it's because he's worried about pedophilia or something?

"and?" seungcheol crossed his arms. he felt a little smile tugging, reminded of the times they teased each other back and forth. "what of it?" (he sounded like a victorian kid. weird.)

"i am supposed to be the protector of all lives. if i give in, seungcheol... i'm afraid i'm going to abandon all else and just focus on you. on your.. stupid, stupid dyed red hair, your tremendous cow eyes—"

"hey!"

"—and, what else? yourself, basically. i hate it that i like you so much, that i want to jump off a cliff into the oblivion. i tried to push you away, but i am clearly bad at it. moreover, your stupid vow came true." jisoo rolls his eyes, shaking his head as well.

although the latter was flattered, seungcheol was puzzled. "vow? what vow?"

"ah, here we are." jisoo flashes a sarcastic smile, crossing his arms. "i even shed a tear for it, and you even said it yourself a lot of times! it was a heavy vow, and—"

ah! "you came back! i'm gonna marry you!" seungcheol's 'cow eyes' lit up, holding jisoo by either of his arms. "but wait! wasn't—no—you said you'd come back when i call for you, back then. so back then, when i... so.. so you wanted to marry....?"

jisoo blew a raspberry. "little human. you only caught on now."

but he rejected me! was jisoo trying to be subtle? perhaps he was trying to shield them from an unlikely spy?! oh my god! even if they're literally in front of a criminal, seungcheol can't help but be ecstatic! "oh my—ah—! wait! what about the 'shedding tears' part?!"

"remember, i can grant wishes when i shed a tear? right after you said, that you were going to marry me, i.. i shed one. because i feared that the outcome of you not ever calling me for help might come true, so i.. did that."

"oh, you silly reindeer!"

seungcheol threw himself into jisoo's warm embrace, to which the wondrous entity chuckled at. the trinkets clanked as jisoo nozzled his head on the crook of seungcheol's neck, and he was happy. seungcheol was happy, too. the smiles painted on their faces were too huge to die down immediately. who knows? that happiness might even last forever.

jisoo. jisoo, jisoo. sometimes, seungcheol was thankful that the heinous serial murderer had a sharp tongue. it meant having insults constantly thrown at you, but when things get here, his words are like being handed the stars and sun.

"what, are you doing all this in front of me to mock me?" a bitter voice spat, forcing the two lovers to look in the voice's direction.