Put A Spell On Me (a verkwan fic)

Chapter Nine: Everyone Ships Meanie

Seungkwan walked up the stairs to the corner house on 17th Street, Hansol right behind him. Wonwoo was busy that afternoon and would be late, so he had asked the two of them to get to the covenstead by themselves.

The weather was brisk and chilly, and they both had on warm clothes: Hansol in the tan coat, and Seungkwan in his regular pink hoodie. Seungkwan had been gushing about how much he loved Halloween the entire walk, but how could Hansol deny that he admired the excited glint in his eye when he talked about things he loved.

Seungkwan raised his hand to knock on the painted wooden door, but paused when he heard a shout from inside again.

"Seungkwan and Hansol are here!"

They noticed it was a different voice from last time. The familiar sound of locks being opened sounded and the door swung open.

"Hey," Minghao greeted cheerfully, stepping aside to let them in. "In the den, like usual. I'll be in the kitchen. Are either of you allergic to anything?"

Hansol raised his hand. "Peanuts."

"Okay, I won't include those in the trail mix," Minghao said and stepped into a door on their left.

"You didn't tell me you were allergic to peanuts," Seungkwan asked.

"Guess it never came up," Hansol shrugged.

Seungkwan huffed. "Don't I get the right to know everything I can about you?"

Hansol laughed. "Everything?"

Seungkwan put on a fake pout. If only he could reach out and pinch those adorable cheeks.

When they entered the door to the den, Seungcheol was the first to notice them.

"Hey, come take a seat! We were just talking about tonight's ritual. Seungkwan, you still joining?"

Seungkwan nodded.

"Okay, good, that puts us at around eight people," Seungcheol said to the person next to him. He looked around Seungcheol's age, with soft brown hair and winged eyes. His upturned lips silently repeated the information as he wrote it down neatly in the binder on his lap.

"You two haven't met Joshua. Jisoo, say hi," Seungcheol said, nudging him. Joshua looked up and smiled at the two of them.

"That over there," he continued, "is Jihoon." He pointed at a petite figure, whose small eyes and fluffy ash colored hair might have made you mistake him for a kid.

"He looks six, but I promise he isn't," Minghao said, entering the room. A tray with a few glasses and a bowl - presumably filled with the trail mix he mentioned earlier - hovered in front of him. Jihoon made an insulted sound.

"You can make things levitate?" Seungkwan asked, his eyes full of amazement as he watched the tray place itself on the table.

Minghao shook his head and pointed back at the entrance, where another witch entered. Hansol immediately recognized him, and the witch seemed to have done the same.

"Magic shop dude!" the long haired witch said and broke into a large grin. The patch Hansol designed for him was proudly displayed on his jacket. "What are you doing here?"

"New members," Seungcheol answered. "That's Jeonghan, though you seem to already know him."

"I'm Hansol," he introduced himself. "This is Seungkwan."