Pftt. Jung Soo mistaking Jiwon for a girl as kids lives rent free in my mind, because... yeah, Jiwon would absolutely use it as disguise. Might as well make use of his fragile looks.
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The Team 1 ocs cameo wasn't supposed to be this long, but your girl has to get the fic going, and they gave me a nice excuse to get the Earth #1 things going.
Anyways, I'm posting it here because why not.
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For someone with now perfect memory, Kim Rok Soo’s last moments awake were a blank slate.
He remembered coming home, luring out his niece with the promise of sweet, sweet McDonalds for breakfast and then...
Then...?
“...what the hell happened?” His headache didn’t do him any favors.
Screw the night shift, seriously.
“Oh, look. The dead man left the coffin.” Was Cha Yuha’s greeting. “Coffee?”
“As black as the soul of the higher-ups, please.” He nodded. “Where is—?”
As if summoned, Raon suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Well, that answered the question, at least.
“Our hoobae caught us up with your— well, another of your secret lives, I guess.”
Big blue eyes looked straight at him.
“Just how many secret lives do you have, Sparkly? It’s getting annoying to follow up!”
In Kim Rok Soo’s mind, Cha Yuha provided live commentary:
— Your niece asked the same thing when I gave her a rundown of the situation.
Out loud, Yuha replied:
“Well, there’s the regression. We all know about that one, right?” Raon nodded, even though his knowledge of the original timeline summed up to ‘everything went to shit.’ Cale wasn’t known for providing details, after all. “There are hyung’s after-work shenanigans. Then there are his supernatural misadventures. And lastly, there are his adventures in that timeline slash destroyed world you created.”
“Add my meetings in the dreamscape.” Rok Soo interjected.
Cha Yuha actually did a double take.
“Wait, what.”
“I’ve been chatting with people from other worlds in my dreams for a while.” He absent-mindedly explained, focusing on the smell of fresh coffee wafting through the apartment.
To his credit, Yuha didn’t lit anything on fire.
“... you need to tone down the multiversal networking.” Cha Yuha grumbled and went to fetch a cup.
“Jealous?” The teasing remark earned him a side eye.
“I’m just concerned, hyung. You love poking the hornet’s nest wherever you go.”
“My sunbaenim is right, Sparkly!” Raon chimed in, making himself comfortable on Kim Rok Soo’s lap. “You have gotten into a lot of trouble just in a couple of years! We couldn’t even finish going through all the incidents before the Wise Choon-Hee had to leave for school!”
Rok Soo gave Yuha a look.
— You wound me, hyung! I haven’t ratted you out yet. Hoobae here is only talking about the things your niece knows about.
Well, that explained the crime board in the making across his living room. It was certainly something only Choon-Hee would come up with.
“... please tell me he hasn’t met Yerim-noonim yet.”
Maybe Cha Yuha would keep his secrets until watching Kim Rok Soo struggle silently stopped being funny, but Yeo Yerim would throw him under the bus in a heartbeat just to see him get scolded by a kid.
— Nope, but he’s about to.
At that moment, the doorbell of his apartment rang, fulfilling the prophecy.
The fourth member of this Anti-Rok Soo force had arrived.
“Come in, you know the password anyways.” Kim Rok Soo sighed in defeat.
Raon didn’t bother to hide himself, which was most likely Yuha’s doing, instead peering curiously at the door as it opened.
“It is only polite to knock—”
As expected, Yerim spotted the anomaly immediately. She took a deep breath, looked him straight in the eyes with something akin to swirling madness and calmly asked:
“Why.”
Knowing her, it wasn’t a ‘why is there a dragon in your house’, but a ‘why do you get into trouble every time I take my eyes off you, you little punk?’
Which, rude. He wasn’t the one with the habit of casually coming up with biological weapons on the spot.
“... I can explain.” Kim Rok Soo knew he was about to face sweet, sweet judgment, so he took a little time to enjoy his coffee with a long sip first. “Basically, Raon fucked up a whole timeline, which did funny multiversal things and then it became a parallel world or something. And I was there, and then I wasn’t, and now he’s here.”
By the way Cha Yuha rolled his eyes, Kim Rok Soo knew his explanation came off as lacking. But if anyone was qualified to give a masterclass in multiversal shitshows, Yeo Yerim had the higher credentials among his people.
“Two deaths and you dare scold Park Yoojin about recklessness? You hypocrite.” See? She understood the situation just fine. “What’s with you and charming OP people left and right?”
Rok Soo sputtered a little.
“I don’t—”
“Excel sheet. ~” Yuha sing-sang, the traitor. “Anyways, why don’t you introduce yourself, hoobae?”
Raon immediately perked up. He flew up to Yerim and proudly proclaimed, chest stuck out:
“I’m the great and mighty Raon Miru! I’m a grand total of seven years old!”
“Oh no, he’s cute.” She cooed. “Nice to meet you, Raon. I’m Yeo Yerim.”
“I’m not cute! I’m great and mighty!”
Kim Rok Soo hummed, finishing his cup of coffee.
“It’s great to be cute, though. Lots of cuddles.”
“... I’m the mightiest being, so I guess that also makes me the cutest!” No one pointed out how fast the dragon backtracked.
“Yes, you are.” Rok Soo easily agreed.
“Sparkly, is she like Choi Han?” Raon immediately changed the subject, eyeing Yerim with a squinted gaze. “She feels strong! … Hm? It’s weird, our Choi Han is a swordmaster… but I can’t tell if he would win? Hey, blondie, you’re not a swordmaster right? I’m pretty sure you aren’t one! Then why are you so strong?”
“As expected, it doesn’t get past a dragon.”
“Hmph! Of course!” Raon harrumphed. “I couldn’t tell with sunbaenim because his species does not exist in my world, but I’ve met a few people like you! Now answer me!”
“That’s correct, Raon. Our Yerim is a single-lifer too.” It was Kim Rok Soo who answered. “By the way, Yuha-yah, don’t think we don’t know you’re stalling your checkup. Get going already, brat.”
Cha Yuha threw both hands up in surrender.
“I got caught. ~” Five seconds later, his wrist was actually trapped by Yeo Yerim.
“Yerim-noonim, as always, I leave him to you.” Rok Soo nodded at her.
“We will be back before you know it!”
“... what was that about?” Raon waited until they were both gone to address the subject. Smart kid. “Is sunbaenim sick?”
The regressor heaved a tired sigh.
“He’s not sick, but he’s in the middle of a long-term form of treatment.”
“Then I can help, Sparkly! I’m great and mighty, after all!” Being a dragon and having learned from his Goldie Gramps, Raon knew many types of magic. “If the problems are his hands, we can heal them!”
As expected, the little one had noticed.
“With Mary’s help, we were even able to give Lemon Gramps a new arm!”
“...that’s great, kid. But,” the regressor grimaced, there was no easy way to say this, “I don’t think you can.”
The reason why they had not been able to fully heal Yuha was not because of lack of resources, it was because—
“Creatures like Yuha, hmm, they exist under certain parameters here.” He explained. “In the case of certain species, there are wounds that will never heal. Or, depending on how and who made the wound, healing is only possible to a certain degree. Yuha’s wounds will heal, fortunately, but it will take a long time given the circumstances.”
Raon frowned.
“How long?”
“Mn. For the hands, about two more months, for the other…”
Make no mistake, Kim Rok Soo knew exactly how long it would take. It was one of the first things he asked about.
He just hated saying it out loud.
“... about one-hundred years.”
“What?!” Raon’s paws and tail angrily smacked against his table. “That’s so unfair!”
“It is.” Rok Soo agreed, grabbing the kid reflexively in case physics knocked him over. “The only thing we can really do for Yuha, is to make sure he doesn’t have complications while his body heals itself. And boost his defenses and regeneration ratio.”
“I’ll help! Sunbaenim will be so healthy when I’m done, that he’ll stink of herbs all the damn time!”
