This is what it feels like

by Side_character_syndrome

Summary:

Celine's penance is Jinu's salvation.

A tragedy leaves the k-pop world in ruins has news of Saja Boy's members untimely and unexpected demise reaches news outlets around the world at the same time missing persons cases in South Korea dwindle as people seemingly begin to appear overnight. People are desperate for hope and renewal.

Huntrix is back and better than ever ready to keep the strength of Honmoon sealed but Rumi's abilities are not the same as they were. Although Jinu's sacrifice has made her stronger and kept her patterns at bay ... she endures a quest to restore Jinu's soul to the human realm. Little does she know this quest will lead to revealing details of her past and the parents she never knew.

Notes:

|| Im not completely sure on what I am doing with this fully but I wanted to post it to get myself pushed to complete an actual fleshed out story. This is going to be my first multi character full fic with focus on mainly Rumi and Jinu. I supplied them with full names based on the wiki and my own research. Nothing in this fic is confirmed canon its just something I would have loved to happen. Anywayyyyy thank you for reading and I hope it does this fantastic movie justice in some capacity. :) <3 ||

Chapter 1: One: Present Day

Cold.

Frost coated skin in the middle of a winter month. Limbs too sluggish to move. Lips too cracked to speak.

He hadn’t felt cold in centuries. Millenia. Maybe that's why it reminded him of those sensations. Being tucked into the corner of an alley under the barest overhang attempting to use each other for heat. Even then he used his energy to sing. To soothe the shaking form of the little girl next to him.

“MinSeo”

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Cold.

Frost coated windowpanes in the middle of the middle of a winter month. Limbs chilled through the fabric of a sweater. Lips chattering to combat the wind blowing through.

She hadn’t let herself feel the cold in years. Maybe that was why it felt like the punishment she deserved now. Being uncomfortable for the sake of someone who couldn't be afforded the simple ability to be cold. Even now she still thinks of that night. He hadn't looked at her with the golden glow of a demon but the deep brown of a boy. A scared one who knew what he had to do, what he had to give up despite wanting to live.

Sighing deeply into the night, Ryu Rumi watched the steam of her breath fade from the balcony she stood on. The slight rainbow tinge of the honmoon still laid its traces over the city, over the world, and yet she still felt as if something was incomplete. The familiar thud of a demon tiger forcing open her door made a laugh interrupt her brooding as she went to turn knowing he was coaxing her back inside to warmth, but what she saw wasn't a demon tiger.

Mira and Zoey stood in the doorframe, one holding an open phone call, the other looking as if she was split between excitement and heartbreak. Rumi opened her mouth to ask - assuming the worst - but didnt get the chance before a voice over the phone line said two words that she thought were impossible.

“He spoke.”

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Some part of Baek Jinu knew he wasn't where he was meant to be. The demon realm was always hot. Uncomfortably so as a reminder that Gwi-Ma was nearby and always watching. The soul energy that existed as the sword was … more of a state. The feeling of a whisper lingering in your ear. It wasn't the temperature. It wasn't a real sense of consciousness, it just was. But now he was cold. Cold was on his face. Cold was in his veins. Cold was in the gasp he let out as his body arched into consciousness once more.

Cold was alive.