A drabble in which you don't remember your past life, but Seonghwa does.
Featuring: Reader x Ateez's Seonghwa Genre: Fluff, Angst Warnings: Mentions of death
[22:12] with Seonghwa
The room was quiet except for the clicking of the remote and the traffic outside the window. You sat up in the warm bed, intently focused on finding a movie to put on for you and your boyfriend.
Holding the sheet over your bare body, you mindlessly chewed your lips while looking through the movie guide.
Behind you, Seonghwa still lays on his pillow, one arm stretched behind his head while the other he kept planted on your waist; his hand feeling warm on your cooling skin.
He lets you choose the movie, instead keeping his attention focused on you. He takes in your back, your hair, the curve of your spine, the color of your skin, and the softness he feels under his fingers. Seonghwa is so drawn in he doesn't even realize the sheet slipping further down his bare stomach as you lean forward to see the TV better.
Seonghwa's eyes take notice of the familiar beauty marks that mark the back of your arm. The dots lead from just before your elbow up to your shoulder.
Not being able to help himself, he leans forward pressing his soft lips against your arm. Placing gentle kisses on each mark as if he were following a map.
The action doesn't surprise you as your boyfriend has developed this habit very early on in your relationship. You hum breaking your trance from the TV to speak to him.
"You know, they say where your beauty marks are, are where you were kissed the most in your past life."
You say nonchalantly recalling something you read on the internet once. Seonghwa pauses halfway up your arm, his breath seeming to hitch against his throat. A nervous feeling formed in his stomach and spread through his veins.
Because to him this was not a legend. He remembers.
He remembers your layered dresses, your updos you hated, and the detailed fan you carried at all times. He remembers the smell of the port, his captain telling the crew they had to stay in this village until they could repair the ship, and the day he met you at the market. He remembers the walks along the beach, you sneaking into his room late at night, and falling in love.
He remembers you joining the crew unable to part from him, the rocking of the waves as he held you close underdeck, and the trails of kisses he constantly left up your arm as he watched you draw.
He remembers their first run-in with danger and immediately decided he needed to get you home. He remembers you screaming and crying at him that you wouldn't leave but he left you back in the village nonetheless; the tears in his eyes burning even more with the salt water spraying. But it was for your own safety, he couldn't let anything happen to you.
He remembers returning years later, eager for you and ready to settle down from his sea life only to find you were gone. He remembers the village people recalling different stories, some say you had married and moved, others saying you were so heartbroken you had died and your family moved unable to bear the memories.
He never knew the truth but he remembers the pain he felt. As if his heart was not only ripped out but stomped on and thrown into the sea. He remembers how foolish he felt as if you would have waited for him all these years after he abandoned you.
He remembers praying that you had got married, had a happy family and didn't suffer the way he did for the rest of his life.
He remembers wishing more than anything that he could have had the chance to spend his life with you. To live a quiet peaceful life and have a family. He remembers and he remembers for the hundreds and hundreds of years; for every life he lives yet all without you.
Seonghwa remembers everything.
He also remembers meeting you in this life at the farmers market. He knew at once it was you, you who he had been waiting for. And he knew now that he had his chance there was nothing that could make him let you go.
Tears brim in his closed eyes as he tries to steady his breath at the awful memories. Leaning forward he continues his kissing trail up your arm; yes, you're still here with him.
"I bet it's true."
He mumbles deeply but he pauses so long you forget what he was replying to, instead watching a preview of a movie on the screen in front of you.
Seonghwa's arm hooks around your waist as he hugs himself into your body, squeezing you tightly. He wants this, he wants this quiet slow-paced life with you forever. Eventually a house, some pets, some kids. Growing old and making up for the dire mistake he made all those lives ago.
"I love you."
He mumbles lowly speaking into the skin of your back. You pauses the clicking of the remote to squeeze at his hand that rests on his stomach.
"I love you."
You reply and his heart thumps. Every time you say it feels like the first time you admitted it in your tiny village by the sea. Where you both had different lives but your love was the same.
But this time, Seonghwa will not let himself make the same mistakes. His endless suffering will end here with you in his arms- forever.
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