Put A Spell On Me (a verkwan fic)

Chapter Six: Wonwoo Probably Ships VerKwan Too

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Hansol flipped the sign in the window to signal that the shop was open. He had gotten a text from Seungkwan stating that he wouldn't be able to meet him that morning due to some personal, non-witch related stuff. While they had in fact spent almost the entire week together (and pretty much every day, every week before that), Hansol still expected to miss the sunshiney presence he had gotten used to.

The most surprising thing about the friendship was how fast they had grown close to each other. It was no secret that Hansol was an introvert. He spent most of his teenage years alone, spare for a few close friends from school. He liked his social circles to be kept small, and it gave him more time for himself, just as he liked.

His mom was more of the sociable type, and his younger sister, Sofia, followed suit. His mom liked to spend a lot of her time out, either with her coven or non-witch friends. Sofia was popular at the school she went to, and was usually found surrounded by a posse of similar looking girls. Maybe Hansol got his introverted personality from his dad, who he didn't know well enough to confirm.

As with most introverts, Hansol got his energy from being alone. Not that this meant he liked being alone. Spending evenings with Kiki on his lap and the TV on in the background could only entertain him for so long. The interesting thing with being around Seungkwan though, was it didn't exhaust him the way it did when he was around others. It was as if Seungkwan's smiley attitude and endless energy somehow transferred onto him. It was like a cycle of endless happiness, and Hansol didn't want it to ever end.

As expected, Wonwoo stopped by not long after Hansol opened up shop. But instead of his usual manner of entering, which would be something along the lines of a cheerful greeting and a wave, this morning's entrance was a violent storming into the shop after slamming the door open so hard Hansol was certain it was about to fall off the hinges.

"YOU DICKHEAD!" Wonwoo screeched, the words echoing off the bookshelved walls. "YOU KNEW AND DIDN'T TELL ME!"

Hansol froze. "Tell you what?"

Wonwoo threw his hands up in the air in disbelief. "There you go again! Acting like you don't know anything when in reality you totally do!"

"What are you talking about?" Hansol yelled back, half amused-half confused.

"The goddamn tarot card, that's what!"

"What?"

Wonwoo sighed and threw himself down on the couch. Hansol wondered if he'd ever find anyone more dramatic than him. Except maybe Seungkwan, but that was a given.

"How could you seriously not have told me?"

Hansol sat on the armchair across from him. "Tell you what, exactly?"

"What the Knight of Cups means, duh."

There was a brief silence. "The tarot card?"

"Yes, the tarot card!" Wonwoo yelled. "What other knight could I be possibly asking about?"

Hansol paused. It had been so long since Wonwoo had given him the reading, and with Seungkwan and the store and Kiki keeping him busy, he had completely forgotten about it. "So, you, uh-"

"Yeah, I figured it out! Knight? As in knight in shining armor? As in your prince charming? Honestly how did I not realize it sooner?"