there’s trepidation in his eyes, lips set in a hard line, and yoongi’s heart—seizes into his throat, just like that. when yoongi looks closer, he does see the wisps of smoke wafting off of the food, or—he takes his hands away from the pot and the smoke moves with it. he gauges yoongi’s face for his reaction—the slight look of amusement in the other’s eyes disappears entirely, face settling into something stony. movement in the wings catches his attention; yoongi turns his eyes to see namjoon standing there, watching him. and jeongguk realizes that he might have said something wrong—as much as he can’t stop himself from loving loudly, at least when it comes to the people he cares the most about, it’s not like he’s admitted that he likes yoongi.

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the night he saw her as a ghost and she told him to always be safe, the night she apologized for leaving.he thinks—he has to do something about it, because this isn’t just the universe trying to correct what he did twenty-three years ago.

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but he can’t go back and change the way he hurt jeongguk—the only thing he can do is be honest here. yoongi makes a yelping sound anyway, swatting it at the remote as it goes clattering to the ground and the battery pops out. but he can’t change the fact that not dying when he was supposed has put him on the universe’s hit list.

he doesn’t know what will happen—if god will try to force their hands, if they’ll be able to escape whatever punishment is supposed to end his punishment. the ones who hang around have unfinished business that can take years to finish, much like this ghost’s—even if it’s malicious.