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Wonwoo’s lifespan clock had long stopped working. He barely remembered how he came to be; some of the memories, sometimes, resurfaced as dreams–which disappeared into the night following the sunset. There was a period of slumber he chose to fall into due to boredom, of which he did not know how long it went. Everything in that dream felt so real, and he enjoyed every tiny bit of the transient completed puzzle. He was tempted to stay asleep until the end of time. Alas, someone just had to barge into his lair and wake him up.
Wonwoo would be lying if he said he was not upset.
So out of anger at first sight, after sleeping for who knew long, Wonwoo played a trick and lured that newbie hunter into a game of hide and seek. It happened at night, of course–every night, even. Let that fool who trespassed and ruined his peaceful slumber knew what a ‘suffering’ meant.
That prank was supposed to induce fear within the victim’s heart and mind, so that person would not repeat the same mistake ever again.
And yet, somehow, that so-called ‘prank’ lasted for days. Weeks. Months. Years. Decades. From when that fool was still a reckless youth until he became a renowned (yet still clumsy) hunter. The game started when that man’s head was still full of black hair; it finally ended when that black faded out, replaced with strands of white.
As that hunter’s lifespan crawled into its end, Wonwoo let himself be caught.
As that man’s body slowly lost its warmth, Wonwoo pulled him into a tight embrace.
As the light of morning sun burnt him into dust, Wonwoo kissed the corner of Mingyu’s dimmed eyes.
“Sweet dreams, Mingyu-ya.”