"Seokmin watched your soul leave your mangled body, seeping out of the wreckage as if you were never hurt in the first place. He waited for you to cross the line, the final step a soul had to take to be delivered into heaven. Seokmin couldn't touch you until you made that step. It was here that things got complicated. Instead of crossing out of the void that would lead to your heaven, which, in your case, was particularly lovely, you stayed. He didn't know why, or quite frankly how you were able to resist the crossing, but you did. You soul, one of the strongest he had ever seen- was resisting." (jihoonXreader au, fluff + angst) tw// blood, death, trauma
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