Reverse Fate

Chapter 7

"What is the book of the seventh prayer?" Seon Mi asked after having heard PK explain his plan to get Buja back.

"I don't know," PK said, frowning a little, "I guess the peddler might know, or winter,"

"He's with Oh Gong now," Seon Mi said with a sad smile. She wanted to visit her lover as well, but her control of his powers was strenuous at best, and she was afraid to hurt him again.

"Let's visit him," PK said, eager to get Buja back. Now that he finally had some hope in her returning, he wasn't going to sit back and wait until her mind was entirely consumed and her body fully zombified.

"But, what if I hurt him?" Seon Mi said.

"You said that secretary Ma was teaching you control," PK said, before throwing a charming grin at her, "and even you loose it just a little, I'll be there to whisk you away,"

"Well, if that's the case, let's go," Seon Mi said with a smile, as ever immune to any charm PK tried to exude. She grabbed her purse and without waiting for the spirit, ran off, almost instantly appearing in the foyer of the hospital, startling a few passing nurses.

PK arrived a few moments later, and pulled her to the side, his eyes wide and slightly panicked.

"Don't do that. People will notice," he whisper-shouted at her.

"I didn't think about that," Seon Mi said, a little flustered, "you think anyone is suspicious,"

PK glanced around the corner to the foyer and saw the nurses just walking further, talking amongst themselves.

"Nah, I think we're good," he said, putting his sunglasses on, "let's go,"

They navigated the hallways of the hospital with ease, soon arriving in Oh Gong's room. Seon Mi felt her enthusiasm to see Oh Gong rise, having missed the man. Faint voices came from the room, and she recognized winter in there.

"Hi there, how is everyone doing?" PK asked while he strode in the room, a nurse looking behind her startled.

"Is that PK?" she asked, blinking.

"Ah, yes I am," PK said, smiling at the woman, his eyes crinkling, "he's a friend, but we like to keep it quiet,"

"Oh, right. Well, I'll not say it to anyone," she said, her cheeks flushed.

"You can ask him for an autograph," Oh Gong interjected, making the nurse look at him and her cheeks grew even redder, "he loves giving those,"

"Oh, can I?" the nurse asked, looking hopefull, and PK smiled and nodded. A piece of paper was soon procured, and the nurse left the room, smiling brightly and forgetting to complain about the maximum visitor capacity in the recovery room.

"Seon Mi," Oh Gong said, holding out his hand to her, a half smile on his face. She took carefully took his hand in hers, trying to not squeeze to hard. It felt more fragile than she would imagine, and her love still looked to pale.

"Oh Gong, how are you feeling?" she asked, feeling him pull her and knowing that if she didn't want to move, she wouldn't budge an inch. Still, she went to sit next to him, smiling at his face.

"Better," he said with a smirk, "the police came this morning. They had their own doctor examine me,"

"Oh yeah, I heard on the radio that you were going to sue Kang," Seon Mi said, feeling justified anger against the man, "I hope you can make him wish he never started this,"

"Oh, when I'm true with him, he'll wish he'd never been born," Oh Jeong said politely, a vicious edge to his voice. The man was ever protective of his hyungnim.