[✓] Solace | JAEMIN

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Jaemin walked into his common room to see the woman laying on the couch with her hat covering her face. He cleared his throat to catch her attention. 

Ara: What?

Jaemin: I made dinner. Do you want to have some?

Ara: Don't you have a family or a girlfriend to bother about the food?

Jaemin: No. I do not. 

The female moved the hat from her face, looking at Jaemin who had a sad look in his eyes. Probably from the mention of a family.

Ara: I do not eat.

Jaemin: What?

He said frowning.

Ara: I do not eat. So don't bother me and go feed your human stomach.

Jaemin: You're saying as if you are not human. 

Ara: I am death, bimbo. Does that sound very human to you?

She said placing the hat over her face again. Jaemin sighed, turning and entering his kitchen. He sat down at the small table for two, eating the food on his own.

Though as he ate his rice and egg roles he couldn't help but have his eyes burn. He was to die in two days and he had no one to really tell about it to nor have the time to do anything he wants.

He closed his eyes tightly, feeling tears roll down his face. 

Ara: Are you seriously crying?

Jaemin turned, not expecting her to be leaning on the door frame, staring at him with a blank look. He quickly wiped his tears as she sat herself on the chair opposite to him, staring down at him before rolling her eyes.

Jaemin: Can you perhaps stop judging me? Do you feel nothing seeing your... souls cry?

Ara: Oh believe me... you have no idea who all i have seen begging me for mercy as if i have a choice on when they die. 

Jaemin: And you do nothing?

Ara: I never do. Its not like i can do anything. 

Jaemin: You won't even try?

Ara: I did. But guess what? It was a waste of time. 

Her voice was filled with distaste. 

Jaemin: You hate me don't you. 

She didn't say anything but just looked him up and down, poking her inner cheek with her tongue. 

Ara: Oh you have no fucking idea. I hate you so much. 

She stood up, ready to leave the room but his next words caught her off guard. 

Jaemin: Was it one of my past lives? Did you get attached to me before?

When he didn't get a response, he looked up to meet her glare.

Ara: You really got a big pride huh? What makes you special anyway?

She left the kitchen.

Jaemin: Where are you going?

Ara: Where do you think?

Jaemin: Don't get on my bed. Sleep on the sofa if you are staying.

She stuck her head in making him turn towards her, raising an eyebrow, not entertaining anymore of her rudeness.

Ara: That makes me want to stomp your bed with my boots.

Jaemin: Yah-

Ara: But guess what? I don't sleep. And i am not staying tonight. I have a soul to take care of. So see you when i see you.

She left and Jaemin sighed to himself about to turn around but she came back, sticking her tongue out at him.

Ara: Bimbo.

Jaemin: Such a kid. 

Ara: I will have you noted that I am 1027 years old. 

Jaemin: What-

She snapped her fingers and vanished in a puff of smoke.