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book two ❧ [ix]

Chaeyeon and Seohyuk finally came back long after SooSoo had gone to sleep, and just before you were about to follow her lead, nodding off in a corner of the couch. Jisung stopped gently rocking the baby's carseat when the doorbell rang, shaking your shoulder to make sure you were fully awake. You nodded, reluctantly getting to your feet as he wordlessly took off upstairs. Opening the front door, you greeted the couple, covering your mouth as a yawn escaped. You all chatted about the event as they gathered their daughter and the baby bag from the floor in front of the couch.

Chaeyeon parted the blankets around SooSoo, then rooted around through the bag that was on her husband's shoulder. "Did she have her pink elephant when she came? I thought she did, but I don't see it..."

"Oh, yeah, yeah." You peered around your living room, unable to see the stuffed animal as well. "I think it might be in my room, hold on." You held up a finger for them to wait a moment, heading for the stairs.

Jisung was already on the ground with his head and arm under the bed when you walked in. You lightly pushed the door closed behind you as he scooted back out, victoriously holding a small, pink, stuffed elephant above his head.

"Thank you, Sungie," you said quietly, reaching out for the toy. Except he jerked it out of your reach at the last second, holding it above his head with a teasing glint in his eye. You narrowed your eyes at him, continuing to whisper, "I don't have time for this."

"Alright, alright," he snickered, setting the elephant down in your waiting palm. He used his other hand to grab your wrist, pulling you closer and pecking your forehead.

You looked up, leaning in to kiss him when you heard the creak of a floorboard right outside your bedroom door.

"You need some help in—?" Seohyuk cut his own question short as he knocked on your slightly ajar door, causing it to swing open. "Oh, sorry, I didn't realize you had company..."

You froze, staring between the two of them as you realized that Seohyuk's gaze was focused directly on Jisung. Immediately, you panicked, reeling back from your ghost as you tried to stay calm, process what the hell was going on, and manage the real-life façade of whatever Seohyuk must be thinking. The further you stepped away from Jisung, the more certain you were that Seohyuk could see him, his eyes flicking between the two of you very deliberately.

"Oh, no, it's fine, uhm, Seohyuk, this is... my friend Jisung. I told him he could stop by whenever to borrow a book, I didn't realize..." You trailed off awkwardly, scratching the back of your neck as you shuffled even further away from your ghost.

It was Jisung's turn to look at you incredulously, clearly upset now at being introduced as your 'friend.' You cleared your throat awkwardly, gesturing between them. "Jisung, this is my brother Seohyuk."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Seohyuk flashed him a brilliant smile as he offered a hand for him to shake.

You watched with bated breath as Jisung seemed to debate doing this for a moment, then took it. To your relief and bewilderment, Jisung's hand didn't go through Seohyuk's, and they shook... normally.

Seohyuk then pointed at the elephant in your hand. "Ellie and I will see you downstairs, Y/N."

You meekly held the toy out for him to take without another word. He headed out of the room, and you nearly collapsed as soon as he was out of your sight. But you didn't have time for that yet.

"I'm sorry, just go to the pond, I'll come get you when they're gone, okay?" You told Jisung in a hushed voice before he could voice any of his complaints at being called your friend, surprise at Seohyuk seeing him, or anything else. You had to get your family out of the house first.

He let out a short sigh, but nodded. "Alright, alright."

You walked him down the stairs and to the front door, keeping a polite amount of distance between you two, well aware of the two pairs of eyes watching you from the living room. Opening the front door, you gave Jisung a courteous nod. "Alright, uh, bye, Jisung."

"Yeah, uhm, goodnight, Y/N." His eyes darted between you and over your shoulder, and you could tell it was taking everything in him not to habitually kiss you goodbye.

"Nice to meet you, Jisung!" Seohyuk called out from the living room.

"Uh, yeah, you too!" He replied, giving a final wave over his shoulder before departing.

You nearly slammed the door shut behind him, taking a deep breath in to calm yourself down before turning around.

Seohyuk grinned at you as you walked back into the living room. "Friend, huh?"

"Oh my God, shut up."

"I'm just saying... he didn't leave with a book."

"Oh, you're the worst!" You huffed as he burst into laughter.

Chaeyeon shook her head, handing SooSoo's carseat to her husband.

"I swear, you two bicker like real siblings now," she commented, wrapping an arm around your shoulders protectively. "Seohyuk, leave her alone."

"What? You didn't see them, Chae, it was—"

"Drop it."

"Fine, fine." He held his free hand up, still with the same shit-eating grin.

"We're going to get out of your hair now, hon," Chaeyeon declared, squeezing your arm. She then looked at Seohyuk pointedly.

After giving the three of them your final goodbyes at the door, you closed it and locked it up behind them before dashing to the front window. Through a small crack between two blinds, you watched them load up Seohyuk's new, sensible SUV before pulling away from the curb. Once you were certain they would be several streets away, you threw on a pair of shoes and ran out the door. Despite how dark it was, you knew the way to the pond by heart.

When you first entered the clearing, you couldn't see your ghost, and your heart jumped to your throat. You took out your phone, shining the flashlight around everywhere. "Jisung?!" You cried out.

"Right here." He appeared in front of you. "That still works, apparently."

"God, what the hell just happened?!" You took his hand, marching back home with him in tow.

"I don't know."

"I mean, Seohyuk not only could hear you, but see you and touch you?!"

"I know."

"What the fuck is going on?!"

"I don't know."

You lifted his hand that you were hold up, shining your flashlight directly on it. He didn't look or feel any different—cool to the touch, and he had always had some color to him. With your fast, anxious pace, it didn't take you long to get back home, dragging him back inside.

Just in the foyer, you stopped and indicated for him to stay right there. Holding up your phone with the camera open, you took a picture of Jisung without even looking at the screen. The suspense didn't last long, as you swiped to view the image, nearly dropping your phone in shock. Instead of the normal shadowy glitch in frame, your ghost was staring right back, his dark eyes wide open as he looked past the camera directly at you.

You wordlessly turned the phone around to show him. He reached out towards the screen, then pulled his hand back, resting his index finger in the center of his chest.

"Th-That's me?" He asked hesitantly. "Right?"

"Yeah, Sungie," you replied hoarsely. "That's you."

"What the hell is happening?"

You bit your lip and shook your head. "I don't know. I don't fucking know."