For @mysme-fictober 2020 prompts
Day 19: Ghostbusters
“Why would anyone want to get rid
of me?” Zen complained. “Look at me, I’m gorgeous!” he ran his fingers through
his hair as he stared at himself in the mirror. Thankfully, he was still able
to see himself. The world would never be so cruel as to forbid him to ever view
“There!” a beam of green light
passed an inch from his beautiful face. Saeyoung scowled having missed him
“Stop it! Don’t you remember who I
am?” he screamed at them, but they didn’t seem to hear him.
“I told you you should get new
glasses! Your aim is way off!” Saeran complained as he trained his own beam at
the ghost and pulled the trigger.
Zen pushed through the wall with a
resigned sigh. Maybe he could get through to Jaehee instead. He floated down
the building to the first floor and went through the wall back inside. It was relatively
empty but the few people in the lobby took note of him and began to scream. Zen
slumped his shoulders, he’d never had people run away from him like this, had
he really changed that much? Was he no longer beautiful? But no, that couldn’t
be it, he’d seen his reflection, he was still stunning, even dead.
“What are you two doing up there?
The ghost is in the lobby!” Jaehee said out loud, she much be wearing an earbud
and communicating with the twins. He couldn’t hear their response, but he didn’t
need to. There was very little time, what could he do to show Jaehee who he was
before they annihilated him.
A lightbulb when on over his head
and he began to do the choreography from his last movie. Jaehee had helped him
get the timing and rhythm down so she was definitely familiar with the moves.
Jaehee had begun to back up away from him but had not run like the others. She didn’t
appear to have a weapon on her, which was good because Zen was out of options
at the moment, unless he wanted to just leave.
He was in the middle of his routine
when he noticed that Jaehee’s body language had changed.
“What the hell?” she uttered. Good,
it was working, she was questioning.
“Come on Jaehee, it’s me! You know
me!” he kept up the routine and watched as her eyes blinked rapidly, her head
shaking in disbelief.
“No…it…it can’t be.”
The elevators opened up behind him
and he increased his pleading though he knew she couldn’t hear him.
“Oh my God!” Jaehee’s hands covered
her mouth as her eyes widened in understanding. “STOP!” she ran towards the
twins, passing within inches of Zen. She pushed their weapons down and turned
to face the ghost.
“What the hell?” Saeran said, still
trying to raise his weapon, he could clearly see the ghost and it was not
“It’s him. It’s Zen.” Jaehee said,
leaving the twins stunned.
“How do you know? His form is just vaguely
human shaped.” Saeyoung asked, conflicted on what to do.
“It’s him, I can see him clearly
now. Oh Zen!” she walked towards him. “What happened to you was so unfair, you
had so many years ahead of you.” Zen could only agree as he nodded. Had he been
able to, he would be shedding tears now.
“Well…fuck.” Saeran dropped the
weapon by his leg, “What do we do now? I don’t want to vaporize Zen, but…he can’t
“I can talk to Mr. Han, maybe we
can accommodate Zen in some way.” Jaehee suggested. Zen rolled his eyes. He’d
come here so he could haunt the CEO in line. It was the only thing he could
think of that might bring him some happiness and pleasure in the afterlife, things
were boring on this side. But what fun would it be if Jumin Han allowed him to
stay? He gritted his teeth.
“I don’t think he liked that.” Saeyoung
laughed, noting the expression on the ghost’s face. “Wait! I can see him
clearly now too!”
“Me too.” Saeran said. Zen smiled
at them all. Thankful that at least his friends recognized him. “I’m so sorry
about what happened to you Zen.”
Zen nodded, grateful for the commiseration.
The accident had happened so fast it was over in a matter of seconds. There was
very little left of his motorcycle and it was a miracle he had not died
instantly, unfortunately, he had gone through a grueling few days before his
brain finally gave out. He hovered above his hospital bed and watched as the
doctors tried everything they could to bring him back. He felt the pull of it
but didn’t surrender, deciding he was happy to end where he was. He was a
success, and you know what they said, the good always die young. He would
remain forever young in the eyes of his fans; it wasn’t so bad.
He had however not considered what his
death would do to his friends. His funeral was devastating to witness, though
even Jumin Han said nice things about him. The way the three were now looking at
him began to make him uncomfortable, he didn’t want them to be sad.
“What are you waiting for? It’s right
there, get rid of it so my employees can get back to work.” Jumin walked up to
the three surrounding the ghost.
“Mr. Han, they can’t…it’s…it’s Zen.”
“What nonsense, it’s just another
ghost, get rid of it! That’s what I’m paying you for isn’t it?” Zen clenched
his jaw. “Just like usual, trust fund kid, only thinking about yourself.” All
four turned towards Zen, mouths gaping open.
“Did…I…” Jaehee couldn’t finish her
“Wait, did you hear me?” Zen asked.
The four looked at each other, then back to him and all nodded. “Well isn’t
that something. Now I can really have fun.” He grinned and winked at Jumin.
“Great.” Jumin said.
“Do you still want us to uh…vaporize
him?” Saeyoung asked, knowing full well what the answer was going to be.
“Of course not! Assistant Kang
would probably quit on me if I allowed that. If you’re going to hang around here
from now on, maybe I should have more mirrors installed.” Jumin huffed and
walked away. Zen grimaced, but he had to admit, there was a lack of reflective
“Welcome to C&R Zen.” Saeyoung
laughed. Zen felt a sudden rush of warmth. Ok, he was dead, but it wasn’t all
bad. And he had eternity to torment Jumin and hang out with his biggest fan.
Not such a bad after life after all.