🐦‍🔥 I won't let you burn to ashes 💓KIMCHAY AU 💜

5. Living corpse 🌌

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Kim opened his eyes with difficulties, feeling that his body had no strength to do something else. His physical presence was barely felt for him. He was surely on a bed but he didn’t recognize anything at all around, getting to witness the place he was in, dark and humid. It was surrounding him, it was making him feel that something was around him, something was acting on him. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like the atmosphere. He needed air. He needed real air.  He didn’t like the environment but he could finally see the bubble that was surrounding his own body. A black with glitters bubble. And even if he wasn’t comfortable in it, he felt that he was getting more energy from this.

The moment he was aware of it, it exploded and evaporated. Kim looked around and rapidly saw Porchay next to him in the bed and Yok on the other side, looking exhausted.

“Boy! I tried so hard to keep your spirit here! You couldn’t just disappear and leave me with this corpse!” She complained, drinking a glass of water.

“Corpse?” Kim panicked, turning completely to Porchay who was cold, so cold. Dead. He was pale. He knew how to recognize a dead body, a corpse and he was one. His heart clenched, Kim’s face went through all grief’s state, he couldn’t tak, he couldn’t move, just looking at him and his hand brushed his cheeks and he felt that the whole world was falling on him. Something happened to their last hope, something irremediable and something was pulling on the string of his emotions, he felt loss and pain for someone he didn’t talk to for a long time. Kim knew that the relationship between a weapon and his owner was strong but this much, he never could have guessed.

The detail that hurt him the most was to witness those lips, those ones not smiling cheerfully like Porchay was used to. They were already more purple than of a sweet pinky shade. A purple definitely not of power, not at all, a purple slowly showing that his life was fading away.

“Stop right there! “Yok said with disgust. “I am not going to stand your little ceremony of cries now. He isn’t totally dead. I guess that we can do something.”

“Something?” Kim turned to her abruptly and she saw his expression and his broken eyes and she sighed. He was already too attached, like every weapon. She never liked dependency. Yok knew the Theerapayakul family for such a long time, they always had been on good terms but the way she couldn’t stand how they loved their owner. However, she kinda had the sensation that Kim was more than honest about his reaction. His intention might be to save him, for real, and not to only save himself through him.

“Yes, look at the necklace, don’t you feel anything?”

Kim took a look and took it in his hands. Warm. Familiar warmth. It felt as if a call was reaching him. A soul. The one he was learning to know.

“Is he…inside?”

“I am scared he is. I tried to put him out but I guess that I am not only fantastic I am also new to this crystal. “ She said, annoyed. “But I don’t know, try something you have a dear relationship with him, right?” She smirked.

“Stop mocking me…I don't know what to do…”

“And stop waiting, Kim, he might be inside but his body is beginning to…like you see the state of it. It’s an empty shell that needs to be filled really FAST.”

“How do I do this though?” Kim panicked again, looking at her.

“I don’t know! Call him!”

Kim nodded. He didn't get it but nodded.