Who Are You?
Word Count: 1,147
Genre: fluff i think?
Member: Minghao (the8)
Requested: Requested by anon
Prompt: “Humans are idiots.” and “Let’s NOT split up, okay?”
“Humans are idiots…” Minghao mused from where he sat on the top of one of the tallest buildings in the city, watching the ant sized people walk around the streets far below. “You’d think after all these years they’d learn to stop doing such dumb things, but here we are…” The cold autumn air blew around him, pulling at his white clothes, but the cold gusts had no effect on him.
Down below, you walked through the crowded streets, pulling at your jacket to try and keep the warmth trapped closer to your body. You should have grabbed a scarf or something, the cold air was nipping at every bit of your exposed skin, and it was barely tolerable. You wanted to get home as soon as possible. You kept your eyes staring down towards your feet, partly because if not, you would trip, and partly because you had no desire to socialize with anyone tonight. People pushed you around as you walked, for night time it really was crowded more than usual.
“Oh yah, it’s Halloween today isn’t it…” you muttered to yourself as you watched two totally drunk people stumble across the sidewalk in front of you and basically fall into a waiting taxi.
“Why on earth does everyone feel the need to get hammered on every holiday?” You spoke quietly to yourself as you rushed passed them.
Humans are idiots…
Your head shot up, who said that? You looked all around you but no one was speaking to you. His voice sounded so clear, it wasn’t possible that it had been words from some person passing by. It sounded so clear and so strong. Someone had said it, there was no way you imagined it.
You’d think after all these years they’d learn to stop doing such dumb things, but here we are…
There the voice was again. You were one hundred percent sure what you were hearing wasn’t something you were imagining to be there. His voice was crystal clear and a voice you’d never heard before. Not just any old voice you could imagine to be speaking things in your head, and what awful things to be saying at that.
The voices continued throughout the week for a long time. Always different things, always the same voice, and almost always something snarky. Whoever was in your head sure had some attitude. But the real question was, who on earth was in your head. Little did you know you weren’t the only person experiencing this problem. At first Minghao thought it was just one of the many voices he picked up while standing above the city like he usually does. But this voice was much more clear and strong then the other voices, and even after leaving his post, the voice continued. The voice said all types of things, from talking to a dog passing by on the street to reciting things for an upcoming test. The voice was smooth and calming, but it was still getting his nerves, and you weren’t any different.
“Why won’t this voice just stop already!” you yelled, giving up on studying for your test because the voice was complaining about some sort of chicken again. The voice stopped mid-sentence. Now that was something new, it was almost like the voice heard you!
Now why won’t your voice leave me alone huh? Came the voice. You shot up from your chair. He had heard you! What is this?
“Can you hear me?” You asked, staring at a blank wall in your room. This was weird, it was like being on a phone call but not at all.
Of course, I can, I’m trying to take a nap, can you stop muttering stuff about science.
“Hey! You’re the one who was complaining about chicken a few seconds ago! What type of nap is that?” you growled, clenching your fist. This rude jerk needed to get out of your head. The two of you stopped it there, but only for that day. The two of you continued to talk every now and then, mostly when you got bored and wouldn’t look crazy for talking to no one. After a while you developed a friendship with the voice in your head, and Minghao had as well. You wanted to meet Minghao in person, to see the face that belonged to such a nice voice, and Minghao wanted to see you as well. There was one problem however, Minghao hadn’t told you yet. He’d yet to tell you that he wasn’t a person, but rather, a spirit if you will. How the two of them had gotten connected like that was a mystery in itself.
The two of you agreed to meet at a cafe around 3 in the afternoon and thus the date was set. That day you changed out of your pajamas and into something nice. Nothing too fancy or to casual.
Just right for meeting the voice inside your head at a coffee shop. You arrived a little early and sat down at a table with a cup of hot chocolate and waited for Minghao.
“Let me know when you get here.” you said softly, staring out the window like you weren’t talking to no one. It kind of made you feel like a spy with one of those earwigs and such. Minghao stood right where you were staring, but he could not be seen by anyone, let alone you, for he was only a spirit. A spirit that had never been caught by the grim reaper, and was left to float around, waiting for god only knows what.
I’m here, but I don’t think you’ll be able to see me. There is something i have to tell you.
“Why would I not be able to see you? Do you want me to go outside or something to find you?” you asked.
“Trying wouldn’t hurt I guess. You walked out of the cafe and followed Minghao’s instructions to an alley way.
Hold out your hand, and think about me okay? Minghao said, a small smile obvious on his face, obvious enough to make his speech reflect his mood. You reached out your hand and thought of nothing but him as he had asked, and you felt something cold touch your hand. It took everything in your body to night pull away and you just closed your eyes. The weight in your hand changed and you opened your eyes to see a (slightly transparent), white clothed guy standing there, whom you could only guess was Minghao. You closed your fingers around him and smiled.
“What are you?” you asked.
“I’ll answer that later, for right now I think we should focus on hiding.” Minghao declared.
“What? Why?” you questioned, turning around and following his gaze to an enormous horde of angry looking spirits. You gulped.
“Let’s NOT split up, okay?”