Jiho knew it. When he looked at Yukwon. When he walked passed a mirror. He knew that Yukwon was possesed. He could feel it when he was around him, in their new house. Little things that Yukwon normally wouldn't do, that he did now. Things he'd say. Jiho searched help in the library, on the internet, even in small shops that supposed to be magical. Those kind of shops Jiho would walk past, frowning or sometimes even laughing when he saw the new sale. Get your anti-demon ring now! Or Don't wait untill your entire family is murdered before buying this bracelet! Now 50% off since it's the hunting season! He never thought he would actually go inside for help...

 

"Hello."

Yukwon said with his always on creepy smile when Jiho went inside. His eyebags and pale skin were as always there. Even Yoongi had said that he looked more pale than him and he should probably see a doctor. The tv was as always on. On a show that Yukwon normally hated. Jiho stood still for a few seconds before he went over him.

"Hello."

He said while he sat down next to him. It turned into an awkward silence, Yukwon didn't seemed to notice that.

"I thought you hated that show."

Jiho said quietly.

"I love this show."

Yukwon said while he watched focused with the same smile on his face. Jiho watched quietly.

"Did you see anything else in the mirror?"

"What?"

Yukwon asked distracted.

"You know. The ghosts?"

"Oh. Oh, that. No, I didn,t see them anymore."

"It."

Jiho said while staring in his eyes.

"What?"

"It. It was one ghost. We both saw him, remember?"

"Oh. Yeah."

And with that he turned his attention back to the tv.

"Do you think we should still call that excorsist?"

"No. I don't think so. You said it yourself, it was a really stupid idea."

"It was your idea."

"Well, than you were right."

"Do you wanne do something tomorrow? You know, get some sunlight-"

"No!" Yukwon said harsh and fast. It was awfully scary how fast he could go from acting like nothing was wrong to getting fed up with it.

"I mean..."

He put on his smile again.

"I want to stay with you tomorrow. Just here, doing nothing."

He said while he crawled in Jiho's arms. Jiho pushed him away.

"I need a drink. You want something?"

"No, thanks."

Jiho went to the kitchen. He suddenly felt so dizzy. Was there really a thing like ghosts? He saw it himself, but still. Maybe Yukwon was just sick...He slammed the door. No. This wasn't his Yukwon. Not the man he wanted to marry someday. Yukwon wasn't the guy to not dance, to not go outside and feel sunlight. He wasn't somebody who would stay awake all night long just staring at the tv. He quickly grabbed the salt the saleswoman gave him. If this really worked than this was the only way to know sure if Yukwon was still his, or if he would be possessed for real. A few minutes later he sat down again. He smirked at Yukwon.

"Let's go to bed early today."

He said seductive.

"But I'm not tired yet."

"Who said it was for sleeping?"

Yukwon smirked back and followed Jiho while grabbing his hand. Jiho turned around while getting up the staircase when Yukwon suddenly stopped. Jiho's heart stopped a little

"What is it?"

Yukwon looked down.

"Why is there salt on the floor?"

"I saw some ants before. Come on."

"You know what, I'd rather watch tv today."

Yukwon held out his two arms.

"Come sit with me."

He said in a childish tone.

"There's a tv upstairs. Come on."

"I don't want to."

"Why not?"

"Because I want to stay with you downstairs under a blanket with hot cocoa today."

"I can make us some for upstairs."

"Why do you want me to go upstairs?"

Jiho felt anxious. He had absolutely no reason and he should get one fast now.

"Because...because I have a suprise for you."

"I told you I'm not in the mood for-"

"It's not that."

Jiho forced a smile.

"Really. It's something cute, I swear."

Yukwon looked down at the salt again.

"I'd rather stay down and watch tv."

He put his arms out again.

"Come and see with me, Jiho."

Jiho closed his eyes for a few seconds. So Yukwon was really gone now, huh?

"You know what, I'm pretty tired. Come upstairs when you want to."

"I will."

Yukwon said cutely. Jiho went upstairs. God...he really did lose him, right? He grabbed the phone. Maybe calling an exsorcist was the right thing to do

 

 

Ok so this was a real quick story about a posessed Yukwonnie idk if it was good. Please give feedback and let me know if I made any spelling mistakes :)

~Miss Woo~