“‘S not a joke. Y’know, jokes are supposed to be funny, even when they are practical pranks, but I can’t see how this’d be hilarious.” He knew he had the opposite of a resting bitch face, and his features (even the new ones) made him seem like he was having a lot of fun even when he was being dead serious. It was hard to frown instead of smiling when he was talking to someone he liked. Hell, nobody had died, even though Byun Baekhyun had abruptly disappeared from the face on the earth. Zeph remained, and for him it was something to celebrate. What his new Korean name would be and if he would even want one was yet to be decided, and hardly relevant. Seline had always called him Zeph anyway.
“Sometimes five-year-olds get it right, not ‘cos they are somehow more intelligent or have some magical sixth sense, but ‘cos they don’t doubt themselves so much,” he said. “I get that concrete proof would not be hard to get, ‘cos anyone can snatch a phone and an ID, but it’s up to you to test me. I mean, since I know I’m the real deal, I’m not really frightened by whatever litmus test you can come up with.”
It was only understandable that nobody would buy such an explanation, but there was not much else he could do. Any piece of evidence would mean nothing on its own, but there had to be a way to gather enough of those indifferent fragments to convince her. He had her friendship to lose, after all. It would not be the end of the world, but he was sincierely hoping for a different outcome.
“Nothing,” he promised, raising his hands like he was trying to say I yield. “Don’t faint - it has happened- but I’m not exactly human. These things are prone to happen to me sooner or later. Sometimes it’s a great chance to move on and shed my skin, but this time I’d rather stay and keep in touch with the people I cherish. Calling the cops won’t do nothing. I’ve done nothing wrong. And I’m not gonna hurt you. If you want me to scram, I will, but I’d be sad.”
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