Newjeans Oneshots

Necromantic - K. HR x Reader

Narrator

It was fun dealing with the death.

Especially, if you were dead yourself.

Constantly dealing with the final stage of life was something many found grime. It was certainly not for the weak heart or for the overly curious.

You had to be just the right amount of balance between two extremes to do what Y/n did.

- Haerin POV -

I had always wondered what comes after death.

"I take it this is your friend?" I was suddenly startled by a voice coming from the place I had just ran into.

"Huh?" I turned around to face the owner of the voice...

But jumped back when I a nude body on a metal cart.

"Where did that freak go?"

"I swear, I'm going to kill her!"

"Who the hell does she think she is?"

I quickly hide behind a wall when I heard the voices of the guys chasing me.

"Or not," The person in the room continued with what they were doing.

"I take it you didn't run in here because you wanted a last moment with the deceased?" The person tried to make conversation.

I was too scared to answer.

I didn't know where I was... but I knew that I had just ran into through a random person's window... a random person that had a naked body in front of them.

"You know breaking and entering is illegal, right?" The person asked.

I nodded, knowing what was about to happen.

This was a usual thing for me...

I would get bullied after school, I'd run out of the school campus to look for shelter, I would then run into whatever random place I could find, and the owner's of the place I'd ran into would call the cops...

- Y/N POV -

The girl who had broke in this time wasn't like the others. She looked scared and agitated. She was a tittle stale.

I was used to people breaking into the funeral home...

But this girl was different.

Most people were excited, saddened, or horny. They wanted a thrill or last goodbye. They weren't scared to be somewhere they weren't supposed to be.

"Hand me the needle over there?" I signaled the girl to pass me something I needed.

I figured, if she was just looking for shelter, then she could at least help while her troubles died down.

The girl slowly reached over to grab the needle I needed and handed it to me.

"Have you ever seen a dead body before?" I tried to make conversation.