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blizzardfluffykpop · 5 years

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Good Friday

Summary: Friday the 13th, a summoning that brings back old times for the devil and a witch.

Oneshot

Mark X Reader

If I’m being honest, it was not my idea to summon a demon, especially, on Friday the 13th. (F/n) played ding dong ditch to the poor demon, summoning him and running out of my apartment; while I’m busy just drawing, and waiting for the oven to finish up the pizza I put in. A man is standing in my guest room appalled that no one is standing around the circle. He isn’t one to get easily upset, but come on, at least be near the summoning circle. He sighs, coming out of the circle and walks around the room. He sees that no one is hiding in the closet, he rolls his eyes, getting slightly ticked.

He walks out the door and down the stairs and sees someone drawing, and he is ready to snap his fingers and burst the drawing into flames. But something in the cavern where his heart should be tells him no. He listens and carefully asks “Um, excuse me did you summon a demon?” I turn up and look at him, “Well shit, I didn’t but man do I wish I did…” I flirt, “Let me get my friend,... she ran out after she summoned you so…” He rolls his eyes as I call up, (F/n), I whisper yell at her, “You better get your ass over here, this is your problem, not mine.” Three minutes later in walks (F/n), once, she sees the demon and quickly hides behind me. I roll my eyes, “Either apologize to the man for summoning him, or tell him your business” I state sternly locking my eyes on her.

Maybe I should explain? Yeah, I think I should, I come from a long line of witches, I know how to deal with demons, this isn’t my first rodeo nor my last, but oh how I wish it was. She says, “I-I… was wondering if you could tell me if I ever find love…” “You could have just asked your friend over there…” I tilt my head, and he points to my deck of tarot cards, I shrug and she pouts, “Yeah you will, but don’t let the present slip through your fingers or you’ll never have a future, okay?” She nods, and gestures for the two to sit down while I pull out my markers.

I vaguely pay attention, trying to finish this piece by the end of the night. “What’s your name?” “You can’t ask a demon its name, you have to guess it…” I say softly to her, “You look like a Jisung” He shakes his head, “Young-hyun?” Again he shakes his head, “Let me give you a hint, you can use it as a utensil” “A spatula??” I laugh at that one and it hits me, “Marker? Your name is Mark?” I caught his eyes staring at the markers giving me a clue, but that makes me wonder...

It can’t really be him, can it? Can it really be Mark? I’ll just take my chance, “Tuan?” His eyes nearly pop out of his head, “How do you know that?” Mark asks me, “I’m not as young as everyone thinks me to be, once upon a moon I used to dance with you” I smile, the memories coming back, but at that time he was once as we were, human. I knew it the minute I saw him, I just wanted to be sure, for it’s been a few hundred years since I saw him.

Before the witch trials I was rushed out of Salem, my aunt taking me into custody and I took on the last name of (L/n). Mark and I were closer to close in the old days, but as they say, you can’t bring back the dead. If it’s meant to be they will return to you, and he did, “Should I leave you two alone?” I shake my head, ‘no,’ “The stupid spell worked” he mutters and I gaze into his eyes, “You still remember me?” He nods, and circles around the table to hug me, “Ight, I’mma head out” (F/n) states with a peace sign, leaving me to deal with all the emotions that were swirling within me.

They never said you couldn’t put a spell on the dead to make them remember their past lives, what they said is that you can’t bring them back. I hug him back, and the memories flood me, the future talks we’d have laying in his backyard. Our first dance under the moonlight, our first kiss, the day he asked me to marry him, seems like it was just yesterday. Watching him die had to be the hardest thing, I did everything I could to reverse his disease, but at the time it was out of my grasp, I was only thirty-two, I had nowhere near the knowledge I do now.

I have him sit next to me, “Shit, I’m so glad your friend summoned me… I’ve been looking for you, but you’re so different from back then.” I tilt my head, “Was I supposed to stay the same?” He shrugs, “No, but that would have made it easier” “Did I make you a demon?” I ask, that spell must have did him in, “Um, no, actually that was my own doing…” “What did you do?” “I fought to get back to you, because you still looked the same for a few years,... and they kicked me out of heaven. Instead, of just making me into a fallen angel they made me a demon. It took me some time to get used to, and I wasn’t able to keep looking for you, so I lost track…” He sighs and puts his head into his hands, “I’m sorry” I shake my head, “You found me right?” He nods, “You have nothing to be sorry for,... I should be sorry I cursed you to remember me… when fate says I shouldn’t…” He shakes his head, “No, I’m glad you did, because that means I can do this without any qualms.” He reaches and grabs my face and kisses me, I kissed back, giggling into the kiss, he still gives me butterflies after all these years.

Placing his forehead against mine, looking deeply into my eyes he whispers, “Want to start that forever again?” I nod, “How about a first date though?” He snaps his fingers, and his horns disappear, “I guess being the devil has its perks” I give him a look, “Um,... God hated me so much that he made me King of the Underworld.” “What does that make me? Wait why do you still do summoning missions, then?” “First off, the queen, second off, I was looking for you…” I kiss his cheek, “You found me, you dastardly devil” “And I plan on never losing you” He grabs my hand softly and I look at him and intertwine our fingers.

That day was our start of forever, yes (F/n) never stopped asking questions about the future, but she did learn how to live in the present. I learned how to love the devil himself all over again, and he learned how to love me again. Yes, there have been times where we nearly strangle each other to death, figuratively, and literally, but you can’t kill the undead. Yeah, it’s still a lesson neither of us have yet to learn.

For when it comes to fights you take the time to work out the issues after the screaming and yelling, and figure it out together. To makeup for the things you said, even if it means buying another three headed dog, I swear Mark we don’t need another one. And thirty-thousand apology notes flooding the house whether it be from him or me. Marriages that last are ones that take time to work out the problems, the kinks in the water hose. It takes time and we have forever so we might as well make the most of it. I love him no matter how much we fight over stupid things. And I can tell he loves me too, not just from his actions, or him constantly telling me, it’s his stupid love notes. That make my heart flutter, with the stupid pink heart stamps all over them.

If you love someone, let them go, if they don’t comeback they were never truly yours. If they comeback they were meant to be, and here he is sitting next to me, laughing at a stupid joke our friend (F/n)’s, now husband, Jackson said. That peacock kept appearing around the neighborhood, and she finally paid attention to the present. I kiss his cheek, I’m glad he found me again. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close, Bambam looking at us in disgust, “Yucky” before I can snap my fingers, Mark has Bambam’s shoes on fire, and I crack up before Jaebum tells him to knock it off. He does and sticks out his tongue, I shake my head. And yeah, Friday the 13th is a day of luck, after all, it brought Mark back to me.

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