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Breaking the curse. Trial 1: A Kiss. Mingyu read too many fairytales to know that a true love’s kiss was the definite way to reverse any curse. Sure, maybe those cases were pure fiction and Mingyu was surely no princess, but it never hurts to try. Plus, it wasn’t like he was about to complain about getting to lay his lips on Seungkwan’s soft, pinky pout.

 

So, one Thursday night as Seungkwan sat cross-legged on his couch with a bowl of Lays in his lap, Mingyu hovered in front of him on the coffee table to commence the test. Thankfully, Bookeu was sleeping by Seungkwan’s feet and Mingyu was sure he wouldn’t get chased away before he could even attempt anything. Mingyu felt a blush rise on his face...despite the fact that he couldn’t actually redden anywhere on his semi-transparent body, but that was besides the point. Point was, Mingyu was about to kiss the person of his ghostly adorations.

 

As Seungkwan chewed a Lay’s chip in his mouth, eyes trained on the comedian telling jokes on the screen, Mingyu leaned his body closer. And closer. Then resting his lips on Seungkwan’s soft lips, he closed his eyes.

 

Seungkwan gasped. Mingyu thought, ‘ this was it!! ’ When he opened his eyes, he would be human. Seungkwan would immediately fall in love with how gorgeous he was and they would live happily together in their little apartment.

 

“HAHAHAHAHA!” Seungkwan laughed, pieces of chewed-up chips spraying out of his mouth and directly through Mingyu’s face.

 

Mingyu’s nose scrunched and he opened his eyes with a blank stare. Bookeu growled. Time for the next plan.



Trial #2: Mirror Play. At first, when he had searched for ways to break a curse on Seungkwan’s laptop he thought this was some sort of weird kink. But, after reading more about it, the idea seemed to be mainly about crossing over into a parallel dimension in order to return to the mortal realm. Mingyu hummed. Okay, so this didn’t sound too hard at all. He looks at a mirror and sings a chant- simple enough.

 

Mingyu glided over to Seungkwan’s full-body mirror and looked straight into it. He was kind of skeptical about this idea, but apparently saying a specific chant over and over would open up a portal or something. Mingyu exhaled slowly.

 

“Okay, here goes nothing...oh-gah, gah-mooo, ah-moo, gah-oh~ oh-ga, moo-ga~” Mingyu sung loudly. The mirror began to shake with each bellowed chant.

 

“oH-GAH, GAH-MOO, AHHHH-MOOO, GAHHHHHH” Mingyu began to sing louder, hands flailing in circles for good measure. Bookeu looked up at him oddly. The floorboards began to vibrate and the mirror shook even more. Over his own chants, he unfortunately couldn’t hear the lock of the front door clicking open.

 

“oH-gaHHhh-” Mingyu screeched, voice cracking unattractively. Bookeu barked and jumped back. Glass shards shattered everywhere on the floor; the whole mirror broken in pieces. Mingyu squeaked in fright, flying all the way to the back wall. Great.

 

“What the-” Mingyu turned his head in shock at Seungkwan’s entrance. He was home early. Seungkwan looked bewildered at the broken mirror on his wooden floor. “How did this happen?!” Bookeu barked wildly and jumped up at Seungkwan’s leg.

 

Mingyu’s eyes widened as his mouth opened and closed. He didn’t want Seungkwan to freak out or leave because he thought the place was haunted... Even if it really was .

 

“Oh!” Seungkwan exclaimed. “I must have left the window open! It’s pretty windy out. The mirror must have fell off the wall.” Seungkwan nodded to himself satisfied with his own deductions. Mingyu watched as he left to get a broom, Bookeu trailing after him.

 

He sighed. Time for plan three.


 

 

Trial # 3 was his final plan. The final plan was kind of dumb, Mingyu would admit. But apparently, according to one of his friends way back when, ghosts could become visible when they submerged themselves completely in water. Kind of like some sort of  “Reverse Little Mermaid” trick. Mingyu dismissed that idea as some kind of headassery that his friends came up with when they were drunk out of their minds, but he was desperate.

 

He sneaked into the bathroom midday and turned on the bath. He considered going in- ghost clothes and all- but despite the invisibility and ghostly appearance, the old witch apparently cursed him with the greater pain of  still being able to feel uncomfortable with drenched clothes on. So, he stripped.

 

Poking the tip of his ghost feet into the filled bath, Mingyu released a relaxed sigh to find the water nice and warm. He sunk himself into the water, trying his best to submerge his entire body in the tiny bathtub which proved to be a challenge considering his extreme length.

 

This was relaxing. Mingyu closed his eyes and sighed. Time passed on like that. He hadn’t noticed how long he had been in the bath until the sound of a door creaking open startled him.

 

“AHHHH!” Seungkwan screamed, hands whipping to his face to cover his startled eyes. Mingyu looked down. He was back to being human! Mingyu stood up immediately from the bath and cheered loudly in excitement. His hips shaking in a celebratory dance.

 

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Seungkwan screeched, regretting his decision to peek between his fingers the moment he stood up. Things were shaking and it wasn’t only his hips. Mingyu stopped his cheering and covered his indecency as best as he could. He blushed shyly.

 

Seungkwan screamed even more, threatening to call the police on him and cut of his- Mingyu winced. He definitely felt those words in his groin.

 

Mingyu tried his best to calm him down and begged for him to not call the police. Surprisingly, Seungkwan abided so long as Mingyu covered himself with a towel or something. In the end, Mingyu borrowed one of Seungkwan’s oversized t-shirts and his cousin’s hand-me down pajama pants. Of course, Mingyu fit the clothes like a glove rather than achieving the whole “oversized” look.  

 

Closing the bedroom door behind him, Mingyu timidly made his way over to sit on the couch where Seungkwan was pacing back and forth in the living room.

 

“Who are you? And what are you doing in my apartment?” Seungkwan demanded. Mingyu awed. He looked even better through purely human eyes.

 

Seungkwan waited impatiently. Why was he letting this oddly attractive stranger explain himself when he just caught him naked in his bathtub? He should’ve just called the cops...

 

“Kim Mingyu! 23 years old. I-uh, kind of lived in this apartment before you,” Mingyu explained cautiously. He never considered this part when he proceeded with his whole ‘Woo Boo Seungkwan’ thing.

 

“Okay, Mingyu . Still doesn’t explain why I had to walk in on you and your naked ass sitting in my bath,” Seungkwan barked. Mingyu had never seen Seungkwan this irritated before. He looked like a disgruntled puppy. Adorable.

 

“Um...I might sound crazy, but I was cursed by this old guy and got turned into a ghost. You know, like those supernatural, kind-of-alive-kind-of-not, type of spirits? So, yeah. Turns out putting yourself under water can break a curse, funny huh?” Mingyu laughs anxiously. Seungkwan was looking at him skeptically. He wasn’t convinced.

 

Mingyu should have known. Now he was going to get put in jail and he would lose both his apartment and his crush. He would be forced to wear those god awful orange jumpsuits. Mingyu shuddered.

 

Seungkwan just stared at him a few minutes more. Mingyu was growing antsy.

 

“Okay.”

 

Mingyu looked up at him bewildered. “ Okay?

 

“Yeah, sure I believe you. You were a ghost and now you aren’t. I was always iffy about that kind of stuff, but ever since I moved in weird things kept happening,” Seungkwan noted. “Like my toothbrush would always be ready with toothpaste even before I walked in the bathroom in the morning. My clothes would all be nicely hung and organized in my closet, despite clearly remembering them being on my floor before leaving. A stray puppy was conveniently placed in front of my apartment door. Clean floors. And those gift boxes filled with  freshly cooked, steaming hot food from a supposed ‘generous neighbour’. I live on a floor full of grumpy, criticizing elderly people.”

 

Mingyu coughs shyly, avoiding Seungkwan’s questioning stare.

 

“Besides, every time I wake up I just feel...a little less lonely. Like someone was there keeping me company...” Seungkwan looks down and mumbles. Mingyu looks up and smiles warmly.

 

“I’m glad.”

 

Seungkwan sits down beside him awkwardly, Bookeu jumping up to sit on his lap. “So...umm...if you were haunting this place, I’m guessing you were the reason people kept leaving?”

 

Mingyu nodded hesitantly.

 

“Why?” Seungkwan asked. Mingyu couldn’t take it. Seungkwan was turned fully towards him and looking at him attentively with those round, glittery eyes of his.

 

“Uh, I told you that this place was mine, so...I’m kind of a possessive person and I wanted to keep the apartment till I found a way to turn back.”

 

“Oh...” Seungkwan mumbles. Mingyu looks at him curiously. Seungkwan looked sad, his eyes watering and fists tightening in his lap.

 

“OH GOD, NO!” Mingyu waved his arms in front of him. “I’m not going to kick you out!! This is your place now, if anything I should be kicked out!”

 

Seungkwan sniffles and blinks away the tears building in his eyes. “R-really?”

 

Mingyu melts in his seat. He was too precious.

 

“Of course. I couldn’t bare to kick you out. I know how much this apartment means to you. It’s like a secret haven for you to escape to, right? Away from school and work?” Seungkwan flushes, but nods shyly.

 

“I guess, you’ve seen me cry then?” Mingyu nods. Seungkwan lets out an indistinguishable sound of embarrassment and covers his face with his hands. Mingyu laughs.

 

“It’s alright. Everyone cries,” Mingyu pats his back in comfort. “I mean, not everyone can look like a moviestar when they cry like I do, but..” Mingyu chuckles as Seungkwan flings a pillow at him and continues to hide his face.

 

“By the way,” Seungkwan looks at him, removing his hands from his face.

 

“If you ever need someone to talk to, you can talk to me now. I can always come around to talk or listen even if you aren’t up for a chat. You aren’t alone, Seungkwan.”

 

Seungkwan never told him his name, but just hearing this stranger say his name made his heart race a bit. Mingyu smiled warmly, eyes staring comfortingly into his. Bookeu barks as the clock strikes twelve and Mingyu coughs.

 

“Uhh, I guess I should go. I don’t want to invade your space any longer,” Mingyu chuckles, “Cute pajamas by the way!”

 

Seungkwan squeaks, trying to cover his pink Winnie the Pooh pajamas. Just before Mingyu gets up and walks to the door, Seungkwan grabs onto the back of his shirt.

 

“W-where do you think you are going without shoes?! And a jacket? It’s snowing outside, Mingyu!” Seungkwan scolds, cheeks still pink. Mingyu stops and flushes. He was trying to make a cool exit.

 

Seungkwan lets him go and clears his throat. “Why don’t you stay the night?”

 

Mingyu thinks his heart just stopped. He nodded enthusiastically, “You don’t mind?!”

 

Seungkwan shakes his head. Mingyu cheers internally and follows Seungkwan to his bedroom. They stop in front of the bedroom door.

 

“W-why are you following me?” Seungkwan stutters and Mingyu just pouts.

 

“I always sleep beside you!” Seungkwan sputters, spit flying at Mingyu’s face. He winces and wipes it away.

 

“NO! No, no, no, no. You sleep on the couch!” Seungkwan points to the direction of the living room and Mingyu whines. “But-”

 

“No, ‘but’s. I hardly know you!” Seungkwan argues. Mingyu pulls his best puppy face and hopes, just hopes, Seungkwan will let him cuddle him to sleep.

 

“Please?” Seungkwan’s face twitches. He shouldn’t. He wouldn’t . He won’t-

 

“...fine.”


 

Mingyu giggled as he jumped onto the bed and snuggled under the covers. Seungkwan sighed and covered himself, lying with a space between them. Much to Seungkwan’s surprise, Bookeu had surprisingly taken to his new pet bed on the floor tonight. As soon as the lights were off, Seungkwan closed his eyes.

 

“Mingyu…” “Uh-huh?” “Let go.”

 

Seungkwan wiggled as Mingyu wrapped tightly around Seungkwan’s body, snuggling his head on top of his fluff of hair. Mingyu hummed happily. He always dreamed about actually getting to snuggle Seungkwan in his human form. Although, in his dreams he was always the little spoon and Seungkwan was the big spoon because he liked being cuddled.

 

“Mingyuuu~” Seungkwan groaned. Mingyu only cuddled closer, eyes closing tiredly from today’s events. Seungkwan couldn’t sleep with the other smothering him with his heavy body. He was about to complain again, but as soon as he was about to open his mouth he could hear slow breaths being released above him.

 

Mingyu was asleep. Seungkwan sighed, but quieted as soon as Mingyu began to mumble.

 

“...I won’t leave you alone…I promise”

 

Seungkwan felt his throat tighten and his eyes begin to swell as Mingyu mumbled those words onto the top of his head. He really wasn’t alone tonight. Maybe, he could finally get some proper sleep with Mingyu by his side. It was funny. He didn’t know who this stranger was or how he could make him feel so loved, but he honestly felt that this man was someone he was fated to meet.

 

Seungkwan smiled, snuggling back into Mingyu’s chest for warmth. This was familiar. It felt familiar. He chuckled. Of all people, the one to make him feel less lonely was a ghost. Perhaps, all he needed was a bit of haunting in this apartment to really make him feel at home. Maybe, he could work something out between them. A roommate , maybe? Seungkwan chuckled to himself, Mingyu snoring above him in a comfortable purr.

 

That didn’t sound so bad.