his shield

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laying beside jaehwan makes it harder for me to accept that i'm going to be dead within the next 4 months.

i would do anything to be able to spend all of jaehwan's life by his side.

unfortunately i cannot do that and that is why i have to be really careful with how i spend my time.

jaehwan yawns and rolls over. he moves closer to me and places his head on my chest.

i wrap my arm around him, the other places beneath the pillow.

i smile at the sleeping younger and stare at the roof. jeonghan will be furious that i shared a bed with a mortal.

i guess this is my way of saying that i'm not going to listen to his rules anymore.

"morning" jaehwan mutters onto my chest.

i lean down and kiss the top of his head.
"morning my dear jaehwan."

he smiles at my words and snuggles into my side even more then before.

"did you sleep well?" he asks me. i look at the ceiling and my lips curl up at the thought of sleep.

"i haven't slept in a very long time. i'm a ghost, it's not really required anymore."

"that must suck. sleeping is my favourite hobby" he exclaims.

i can't even remember what sleeping feels like.

after just laying in silence for a few minutes, i gently tap jaehwan's shoulder and he rolls off of me.

i get out of the bed and begin to get dressed again.

"are you heading back?" he asks me and i shrug.

"i'll make you breakfast first. then i probably should head back."

he sits up in the bed and rubs his eyes while he yawns.

"when will you come back?" he questions me.

i step into my pants and laugh softly as i do up the zip and button.

"tonight or tomorrow morning, it depends on whether i get caught up or not. but i have people which i care about at the institute that i need to check on."

i leave the room and head into the kitchen where i find a loaf of bread and his toaster.

i don't know how to use most of these appliances since jeonghan organises the food at the institute and i was a mortal long before these were introduced.

i pull out two slices of bread and place them in the toaster as i've seen jaehwan do before.

which button do you press though? there are many different options on this stupid thing.

there's, crunchy, light, crispy? i've never heard of crispy toast. what the hell is crispy toast?

just as i go to hit crispy toast to see what it is, jaehwan's hand wraps around my waist while the other presses another button which i hadn't even seen.

"never used a toaster before?" he asks me with a smirk and i shake my head as i grab his waist and pull him into me.

"we used sticks and fire back in the day. and that wasn't even for sliced bread. we just had bread and had to cut it ourselves. nowadays it's been made a lot easier for you. you should be greatful."

"and you sound like my grandpa" he wraps his arms around my neck and pulls my lips onto his.

the kiss is gentle and filled with lust. oh god i hopes jeonghan was watching, just so he could see how i'm spending so much time with a mortal.

his ever so perfect shield is breaking all of the rules.

there is one rule i have not year broken nor will i ever break. and that is the rule of letting your person die.

suddenly the toaster goes off and i pull away from him to continue my task.

i pull out the toast and place it on a plate. i grab a knife from the drawer and jaehwan hands me a jar of jam.

i just smile to myself as i butter and make his toast. once i'm done, i just hand him the plate and head back to his room to continue getting dressed.

once i am fully dressed i go back to him so i can say goodbye.

"i'll see you soon. don't fret too much" i caress his cheek before leaving the house.

i go to the alleyway just down the street and head back to the institute.

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arriving back, i am greeted by a highly angered hongbin. he waits in my room on top of me bed.

he stands when i enter.

"what the hell?!" he yells at me. i ignore him and take of my jacket, throwing it to the side.

"you just spent a whole night with a mortal! and i'm guessing you did a little more then watching some movies or gossiping!"

"so? i'm nearly 700 years old hongbin. i think i can live my death how i want to" i retort and remove my shirt.

hongbin winces when he sees the mark on my stomach. i open my wardrobe and pull out a clean shirt, slipping myself into it.

"it doesn't work that way wonshik. there are rules here. you live your death how you want and you die again but this time for good. how could you be so careless?" he exclaims.

i turn to face him and lean against the wall.
"i'm not being careless, hongbin. i don't want to die just as much as you or the person under the bed."

as if on cue, taeyong crawls out from under the bed and takes his place beside hongbin.

"i'm sorry. i just wanted to hear what was happening" he frowns and looks at his feet.

"if you want to hear then sit where seats are made not beneath my bed."

"if you don't want to die then why do you keep doing this?" hongbin ignores what just occurred.

"because i know that you'll come up with some plan like you always do!" i end up raising my voice as much as i didn't want to.

"a plan for what?" hongbin seems taken back by what i've said as he lowers his voice.

the next phrase i dare speak aloud, i speak in a hushed tone so the eavesdroppers will not hear.

"a plan for me to kill jeonghan."

A/N - what do you think of hongbin and wonshik's argument? does hongbin have a plan?

thanks for reading!!