A/N: This chapter is, as mentioned, a collection of moments shared between Hansol and Seungkwan. They are separate events, randomly spread out over a course of multiple weeks. Take this as a sort of peek into the blooming of their friendship.
Seungkwan had taken to spending most of his free time in the shop. Hansol had wondered how it was even possible he had that much free time, but he was enjoying Seungkwan's presence too much to question it, and for fear that he might jinx something.
"So what does this potion do?" Seungkwan asked in his usual bubbly way. This was the eighth potion he had picked off Hansol's shelf and asked about, and it didn't seem like he'd be stopping this tirade anytime soon.
Hansol glanced over at the ribbon wrapped around the potion bottle, his signature design. It was yellow with purple stripes.
"Disillusionment potion."
"Like invisibility?" Seungkwan asked excitedly, looking at the potion in his hand with starry eyes.
"Kind of, not really."
"Can I try it?"
"You asked me if you could try the last seven potions and you know I don't have an answer other than no."
Seungkwan pouted, which Hansol was learning was something he did often. Or maybe his small, perfect pink lips were just always like that.
"You're so mean," he complained playfully, placing the bottle back on the shelf and scouring for another. "What's this one?" he asked again, showing Hansol. White ribbon, red roses.
"Love potion."
"Holy crap," Seungkwan sort of yell-whispered, turning the bottle over in his hand. "These actually exist? Every time I read a book or watched a show and they used a love potion, I couldn't believe they worked. How does a mixture of random ingredients make someone fall in love?"
"It's not real love," Hansol explained, leaning forward over the counter closer to Seungkwan. "Nothing can recreate real love, that's far too powerful of a thing to do. Love potions give a person a sort of... materialistic love. Like lust."
"Ohhh. So it's like an illusion of love. Got it." Seungkwan put the love potion back on the shelf and continued looking through the others.
"I notice you didn't ask to try the potion," Hansol said.
Seungkwan's face reddened. "Who would I try it on?"
"I was kidding," Hansol teased. "Also that's a color changing potion you're holding there."
"Can I try it?"
"Of course not."
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"So why are we running to the convenience store at eight in the morning?"
"Because I promised I would create a charm bag for a customer by today and I completely forgot that I ran out of the herbs I needed."
"How irresponsible," Seungkwan shook his head jokingly and followed Hansol through the glass door into the shop. The fluorescent lights were pointlessly bright with all the morning sunlight shining in through the large windows."Why'd you have to drag me along anyways?"
"Because you decided to show up before I even opened shop and I don't want to leave you in there with the spell books alone," Hansol laughed.
"Scared I'm going to blow up the shop or something?"
"If you can teleport, you can probably blow up the shop with a random spell. Mind grabbing me some sticks of vanilla?" Hansol said, pointing down an aisle. "I need to get some incense from the back."
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Put A Spell On Me (a verkwan fic)
Fiksi PenggemarHansol owns an urban witchery shoppe. However, apart from the few superstitious grannies and edgy teen wannabe witches, the shop doesn't get much attention. Until, of course, he gets an accidental visitor in the middle of the night that has no idea...