Mystic Messenger x Reader One Shots

The Other Half (Saeran Choi x Reader)

"I tear apart the pages of the story of my life

In black and white, the wrong and right

Will struggle to survive"

Pain. It's all he felt.

Waves of agony continuously plagued him to the steady rhythm of his throbbing head. It was so overwhelming that he could barely even see as he stumbled down the long and narrow hallway within Mint Eye to your room where he desperately hoped you would still be awake. At this point, only you could soothe his pain. For the first time in years, his love and adoration for Rika were completely overshadowed by you.

Not even once did he ever feel pain around you. If anything, you alleviated his suffering and made him feel worthy of living more so than Rika ever could. He'd be lying if he claimed he wasn't in love with you, but he wasn't the only one. Someone else felt the same way; a part of him that he feared more so than anything else. He had worked so hard on keeping his darker half from emerging to the surface, but he was far stronger than he. He wanted control and he wasn't going to give up until he had it.

"And I've been falling apart in the pouring rain

I'm waging war on myself

A captive casualty

Traded a merciful heart for a murderer's brain

But now I curse what's in my head

Because I can't stop seeing red"

He cried out in pain and desperately clutched his head as if it would lessen the pain just a little. The other half was slowly climbing his way to the surface and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

"Almost... there," he choked out, trying to reassure himself that it could be done. Your room was only a few feet ahead; he could still make it in time.

Every step was a struggle for him. Even the slightest movement proved to be a great feat for him. With every passing second, he was one step closer to taking complete control. At this point, his feet dragged across the white tile and he desperately clung to the wall for support, but he didn't care. It would all be better once he got to you; he could defeat his other half the moment he laid eyes on your beautiful face and heard your soothing voice.

If only he was fast enough.

His hand was merely inches away from the door when he lost consciousness, though his body never collapsed. No, now there was a completely different person in control of the body; someone bent on only causing pain and suffering.

"Did you really think I would falter, my friend?

I've destroyed you before and I'll destroy you again

I'm the hell that is your future, I'll incinerate your past

I'm the devil on your shoulder but I'll always be your better half

We might share one body, but this spine is fucking mine

By now you should know

You're just a spectator and I'm the show"

You knew something was wrong the moment he walked through the door. He always knocked first to spare your privacy no matter how dire of a situation it was, but now it was different. Without even a warning, he waltzed right in with an expression that you've never seen on him before.