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(Anonymous) 2022-12-26 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)Major Tags: N/A
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Prompt:
[FILL]
Major Tags: Main Character Death (they're already dead)
Additional Tags: Tomorrow (k-drama) AU, afterlife, edge of consciousness, brief mentions of reincarnation/life after death, the in-between
Permission to remix: pls ask!!
For some context: This is inspired by the 2022 k-drama âTomorrowâ and takes place in that universe. Wonwoo is a grim reaper. Jumadeung is their version of the in-between (neither heaven nor hell) where all sorts of grim reapers work. i did take some creative liberties with the little details of the world though!
to the prompter: thank u so much for this prompt, i loved this quote a lot
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Even in death, Junhui is beautiful.
Wonwoo doesnât remember now, but later, when Junhui pushes and prods him enough for it to bother him, he will sit in the armchair and look at his past life, and this will be his first thought.
/
Junhuiâs arrival in Jumadeung wreaks havoc. He is adamant on not passing into the afterlife, insists on giving up his chance of reincarnation because he has unfinished business. The director invites Wonwoo to her garden, a week after Junhui arrives.
She asks, âWhat shall we do with that boy, Wonwoo-yah?â
The director is nursing a warm cup of tea in her arms. When Wonwoo takes a step closer, she places it down on her saucer.
Wonwoo folds his arms in front of him and bows his head politely, âIâm not sure why you would ask me this, maâam.â
The director smiles at him placatingly as if he were a child.
âWonwoo-yah,â she beckons for him to take a seat across from her. He steps closer, and perches on the chair across her. She looks younger, nestled amongst the flowers in her garden.
âWas it easy to become a grim reaper?â
Wonwoo turns over her question in his mind. The director is patient as she waits for his response. Itâs been years, almost forty, since he died. Being a grim reaper is not easy, it is a sacrifice. Itâs giving up any chance at living or dying ever again.
Wonwoo has no idea why heâd chosen to become a grim reaper.
âIt was not easy to become a grim reaper, maâam,â Wonwoo responds finally, âIâm still new, and Iâm still getting used to it.â
The director picks up her cup of tea, swirls the liquid in the cup before she takes a sip, âWhat was so hard about it?â
Wonwoo doesn't have to think hard about this one, âThe exam was hard, maâam.â
The director laughs, big and hearty as if Wonwoo has cracked the funniest joke in the world. Jumadeung seems to shake with the force of her laugh. It takes her a moment to settle down, and she takes another sip of her tea.
âWhy do you think souls choose to become grim reapers?â
Wonwoo knows this â it came out on the exam.
âBecause they would rather forget.â
/
Junhui finds him wherever Wonwoo goes (hides). It is an eerie ability that Junhui should not have, especially after only being dead for two weeks. Wonwoo is on his way to the hospital to collect a soul when Junhui materialises beside him, seemingly out of nowhere. Wonwoo doesnât regard him, but Junhui follows along.
He walks one step behind Wonwoo, a little to his left so Wonwoo can always see him in his periphery. He pushes and prods at Wonwooâs buttons like nobodyâs business, mischievous smile always in place.
(He has done nothing to get in the way of Wonwooâs work, he is only curious and has apparently taken a liking to Wonwoo.)
Perhaps Wonwoo should have seen his talk with the director of Jumadeung as a sign.
Junhui knows Wonwoo.
Not in the way lost souls and grim reapers know Wonwoo has one of the youngest grim reapers in Jumadaung, as the fastest soul to have sat and passed the exam.
Junhui had known Wonwoo when they were alive.
/
They are on the rooftop of Seoul General Hospital, waiting for a soul to pass. Junhui is leaning back into the wall fast asleep. Wonwoo checks his watch, his soul is about to die in a few minutes.
Without looking, Wonwoo feels Junhui shift beside him. They are both dead souls, but Wonwoo thinks he feels the warm press of Junhuiâs shoulder against his. Itâs quiet at first, so much so that Wonwoo doesnât hear it.
And then, Junhui shifts closer, moans out a torturous, âWonwoo-hyungââ
Wonwooâs head snaps towards Junhui, but Junhui is already awake. Guilty eyes meet Wonwooâs and before he can say anything, his watch signals â his soul has died.
When Wonwoo comes back, Junhui is gone.
It wasnât noticeable at first, how much of Wonwooâs time recently was spent keeping an eye open for Junhuiâs presence. But now, when he isnât on his left anymore, itâs harrowingly empty.
The first time it hits Wonwoo, he is at the site of a car accident and he turns to see the expression on Junhuiâs face. Junhuiâs eyes have always been open and
Junhui stops seeking Wonwoo out. He doesnât notice it at first, but when Wonwoo visits an accident site to pick up a soul, he looks over his shoulders to see the expression on Junhuiâs face and doesnât find Junhui there.
When he returns to Jumadeung, Junhui is nowhere to be found either. Wonwoo tries not to let it bother him, but after his shifts end and the nights stretch into the morningsâ shadows, he thinks back to the rooftop. Junhuiâs gentle presence as they waited, his torturous voice as he called out Wonwooâs own name.
/
Wonwoo is not the type of person to rush into a decision â he knows this. A soul does not choose to become a grim reaper on a whim, especially not a soul like Wonwoo. Wonwoo has heard there are two reasons a soul chooses to become a reaper.
The first, cuter, reason is so that new reapers can welcome new souls â people who want to walk the same path as them, and breathe new life into them.
The second, more honest reason is because many souls who have chosen to become reapers have nothing to exist for. As a reaper, you can choose to erase the memories you have of your past life, and Wonwoo had. Being a reaper and choosing to exist in between the planes of existence is choosing to give up your chance at reincarnation.
Wonwoo finds himself seeking out the director of Jumadeung, but she finds him first.
They are in her garden again, and it feels like theyâve come full circle in the past month.
Wonwoo folds his arms in front of him, bowing politely before he slips into the chair in front of her. She beams at him, a glint in her eyes as if she knows a secret.
âDo you know where Junhui is?â Wonwoo asks cautiously.
Wonwoo is about to watch his past life, so he can understand why. Why Junhui has slipped out of his grasp, before he even had a hold on him. Why does Junhui stand a little to his left, always by his side? Why is Junhui a warm presence in his periphery?
/
Fates are a precarious thing.
Wonwoo feels him before he sees him.
âI heard you took a look at your life,â Junhui says from behind him.
They are in the directorâs garden, there is a light breeze blowing through the flowers, carrying their scent over to him. There are no seasons in Jumadeung but it feels like summer, warm and tender, in full bloom.
When Wonwoo turns around, he thinks oh, how pretty. He smiles a little. Junhuiâs eyes are cautious, but thereâs a glint in his eyes that looks a lot like hope and a nervous smile playing at his lips.
âOur life, you mean?â
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god. the body never forgets the soul of the loverâeven in death. never forgets the conscious part of the physical brain which loved a person. junhui trying to prompt wonwoo into remembering is such a junhui thing
(âOur life, you mean?â) this solidified the awareness of like "they had a life together" really.. TT i loved the way you wrapped that up so seamlessly really
++ the way you described junhui's impact on ww with things like the warmth of his shoulder the flowers in full bloom was so. comforting. and beautiful. thank you for this piece <3
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