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EP 1: Pilot [ghostin’]

It was dark when Chan entered his apartment. Total black seeped onto the walls and corners of his place, allowing no light to enter until he reached for the switch, and turned on some lights dim enough to bring just the sorrowful ambience of his home. His eyes hovered over to the interior of the place; pictures displayed against the staircase, each frame showcasing a wonderful story, small succulents lined up against the counter-top, patterned pillows dusted and laid neatly on his maroon couch. It all screamed you to him, he thought sullenly, and let his heart pang with another hit of anguish and despair at the thought of you, and how he had just come home from your wake. He tugged his black tie down to the loose end, splayed his blazer over the armrest, and sat in the middle of the couch. He brought his hands to massage his disdained face, as if all he ever did today was frown and cry.

It’s been three years, he thought to himself. It’s been three years, and I still haven’t had the guts to get over you.

As he allowed the dim room to swallow his episode of misery whole, you and your guides stood by the wet window of his living room. An obvious frown marred your lips, and your downcast eyes watched as Chan emitted another sob, pained to watch him break himself again and again, all because of you. Your gut wrenched with guilt just like the last time, and even though you knew he wouldn’t see you, you wished that you’d call out for his name and say that you’re sorry, sorry for being such an ass to him when all he’s ever done to you was treat you well.

Hyunjin’s voice snapped you out of your confliction, as you whirred your head to meet his gaze. “Before you go in, [First Name], Binnie and I would just like to introduce you to a few guidelines—rules, if you may.” You noticed how his wings were neatly folded behind his broad back, as if you were talking to a mere human, not an angel. “You’ll have to take these into immediate care, for if you break one of these rules, you won’t be able to get to paradise. So, let’s begin with Rule #1.” You slightly flinched at the sudden change of his tone, but you figured that you had to get used to it one way or the other. You hadn’t realized that Hyunjin snapped his finger yet again, and brought you three to a bench nearby.

“Rule #1: You are not allowed to back out of this.” Hyunjin waved a finger in warning at you, his eyes squinting. “If you come to us saying that you, uh, what do you humans call it— “

“Chickening out.” Changbin supplied bluntly, his expression bored.

“—yes, chickening out? The demon won’t even give you a chance to give God your last plead, and send you straight to the underground.” The mere thought of Hell sent shivers down your spine, and you took a hesitant look over to Changbin, who waved a lazy hand over at you, expression still bored despite the nod of his head, as if greeting you with a ‘Yep, that’s me!’.

You released a sigh, and nodded back at Hyunjin, as if telling him to proceed. “Rule #2: You are allowed to touch humans, by the way, depending if you want to touch them. You could always just pass through them like that one movie, Ghost? Great movie, by the way, oh dear goodness I’m about to cry all over again.” The angel’s tears began to brim to his eyelids as he flapped his hands across his eyes, treating them like fans to supposedly “dry” the tears. By your side, Changbin elicited a tired sigh as a napkin materialized out of thin air, and passed it over to a nearly crying Hyunjin.

“Thanks, love.” Hyunjin brought the napkin to his eyes, and elegantly patted them dry, blowing his nose for no apparent reason after. Once he began speaking, he let go of the napkin, and you momentarily watched in awe as it gravitated for a split second, before disappearing in thin air, as if it were never there. “Now, what was I saying—oh yes! You could always pass through them, but you can make yourself known to them if you really want to. Be careful not to freak him out, though. I’ve been told that this little kangaroo can get jumpy around ghosts such as you.”

He chuckled at his comment, and you couldn’t help but chuckle back too, recalling a fond memory where Chan would use to hop around excitedly whenever he was about to get something he wanted, whether it’d be a lucky plushie you got from a crane machine, or grilled meats that was presented on his plate. It was one of the few things you loved about Chan, and definitely not one of the stupidest reasons on why you left him.

However, Hyunjin paid no heed to your daydreaming, and continued on. “Rule #3: Make sure that you’ve done your part by the next 40 days. No more, no less.” He shook his head upon saying that, and you dimly wondered what the consequence would be of having to succeed your mission within the short span of your forty-day limit. You doubt you’d be able to finish before the deadline, assuming that halfway though, Chan would start giving you the total treatment you deserved, but you were determined nonetheless. You met Hyunjin’s gaze and responded with a slow nod, to which Hyunjin did the same, a smile pressed on his lips. “That’s basically it! Three rules, and no one stopping you but me and Changbin. Of course with the concept of freewill, you can choose whether to follow those three rules or break them all. I didn’t say that I never warned you, then.”

“A-Alright.” You said for the first time since you entered Earth, and you cringed at the disuse of your voice. “I can do this, I think?”

“You think?” Hyunjin guffawed, slightly incredulous at your hesitation. “No, no, don’t please Binnie with that! It should be me you should be pleasing with your determination!” He clamped his hands over your shoulders, and shook you out of your wits. “Say it with me, [First Name], “I can do this!””

“I can do this!” You responded automatically, eyes comically wide and head spinning seconds after Hyunjin released his grip on you, ruffling your hair affectionately. “That’s my girl.” He mused, pleased with the sudden confidence he helped you gain. You weren’t going to lie, that did lift your heart a bit. Despite the lingering nervousness, the lingering what-ifs that stayed in the back of your mind, Hyunjin was able to knock those down to a notch, and bring up a few positive outlooks to help you fulfill this once and for all. As expected of an angel of God.

“Greedy for attention I see, my love?” Changbin smirked from behind, chortling a small chuckle when Hyunjin pouted at him, glare easing into his twinkling, beautiful eyes. “Just as I remembered.”

The angel harrumphed, as he crossed his arms, avoiding the demon’s amused gaze. “At least I’m greedy for the right things. You, on the other hand, are greedy for the bad things, like you only want to-to…do the deed with a succubus after [First Name] suffers with her ex.” You noticed the slight disgust on what the angel slipped past his tongue, but that only brought an bright grin on the other’s features, the name ringing like music to his ears. “Damn right, Jinnie!” You were perplexed by his sudden upbringing of joy, as he leapt from the metal bench. “Come on now, let’s not waste any more time. Let’s leave this human, let me take you to a bar.”

“A bar?” Hyunjin howled, displeased. “W-Where all the succubi and the rest of the miserable sinners are? No!” He flared his wings for a brief second, flapping them angrily. “I might as well drink coffee by the stool and stare at this beautiful man with heart eyes.” He batted his eyelashes, and you could’ve sworn that his pupils shined like tiny hearts. Changbin shuddered at the concept, and stormed to his side. “That’s fuckin’ gross, you know that?” He fumed.

The angel only hummed, however, and sent him a condescending smirk. “Why? You jealous?”

You smiled as you watched the two bicker for God-knows-how-long, and you took it as a cue to begin this forty-day quest when the two opposites of good and evil disappeared whilst bickering. You could almost hear the faint, “Good luck, [First Name]! I believe in you, honey!” from Hyunjin before they went off, and you smiled to yourself, the angel’s words of encouragement warming your heart.

So, as you took a step toward the window of your once-beloved, who has now sobered up and changed into a sleeveless black top and some grey sweatpants, you took this upon yourself to breathe in once, twice, before fixing your gaze upon the blonde once again, suddenly determined.

I promise, I won’t break you again.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: yep. every chapter needs to at least have changjin bickering for 100948 hours

#ghostin' series #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids #skz #bang chan #muki writes #kangaroo tag #I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW MANY WORDS THIS IS but yep uwu #ill always put the keep reading signs so that its easier for people to scroll thru #yanno if they for some reason dont like this lmao but o well #HOPE YA'LL ENJOYED THIS

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