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It had become Baekhyun’s new habit. Coming to Asclepius General Hospital to meet up with his instructor, sometimes for an mini oral exam, sometimes for the report and questions about his project, and sometimes just talking about…stuff in general, like what they were doing. That day’s topic was magic-related things, and somehow, his instructor ended up with a statement, which Baekhyun thought to be quite self-assured.

“That’s may be true for immortals, I mean, the Almighty Gods and Goddesses. Someone like you, sir.” The demigod said in an unassuming manner. His eyes fell on his own hands as he continued, “Well, you know…sometimes I think that my ability is a curse. It stopped me from living a normal life with my mother. Not that I’m complaining or anything, just…sometimes, I wish I wasn’t born as a demigod.”

Anubis had come to enjoy the time he spent with Baekhyun. Where at first they sporadically met up at the hospital, to discuss school related stuff only, now the demigod visited him as good as every day to talk. Their conversation topics differ from day to day and under the guise of being nothing more than his mentor, Anubis had a real chance to get to know his son. A chance he truly was grateful for since he’d grown fond on the boy who shared his ambition and interest in the human heart.

During their random conversations, Anubis more than once had brought the subject to Ancient Egypt. Although he always eluded the fact he was an Egyptian god, perhaps the smart demigod would have made the correct assumption by now that he was part of the Egyptian pantheon. Honestly, he would be surprised if Baekhyun wouldn’t have found his love for Ancient Egypt and his knowledge about that particular time strange. Today, as he was making his way with Baekhyun towards his first patient of the day he had to check up on, Anubis had begun to talk about ‘the’ mummies of Egypt and their link to curses. The god had tried to make a joke with his statement, yet it apparently had gone over Baekhyun’s head entirely. Perhaps his own sense of humor was just off.

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The concept of ‘time’ always had been important to Anubis. But not in the way mortals thought of it, however. The passing of time or the changing of years usually went by unnoticed for the god. For time was endless. He had the privilege that there was this infinite amount of it available to him plus the knowledge that life would never end. Life would merely change into something else. It did not end in the absolute way mortals thought it did, it only changed.

It wasn’t that long ago a new year had presented itself and it promised to be anything unlike before. Ever since Baekhyun had become a part of his daily life, Anubis’ view on ‘time’ itself had changed. It certainly wasn’t the first time he got confronted with the limitations time put on mortals, but it was the first time he actually truly felt those limitations. 

Anubis both saw as felt what time was doing to Baekhyun and for the first time in his existence he feared the passing of time. The heavy weight of time was clearly visible in Baekhyun’s tired eyes after a long day. Or in the lines of his concentrated face when he diligently was finishing up an assignment before the deadline of the university. The weight was also there when Baekhyun talked about how he wanted to get to know him. About how he wanted to spend time with him. 

Time always pressured (or motivated) mortals to do certain things (both good and bad) and for the first time Anubis felt the same kind of pressure (or motivation) weighing down on his chest when it came down to Baekhyun. He also wanted to spend time with his son. To teach him about Egyptian Mythology and show what was important to Anubis. So when the other day Baekhyun had brought up again that he wanted to see the Duat Anubis, pressured by time, would have instantly opened a portal to show his son what he wanted to see. Yet the demigod had been in need of sleep and therefore Anubis had told him they would go the next morning. Both of them soon agreed on an hour and Anubis had smiled at the eagerness his son had shown.

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(...) “I’m not a kid, sir!” He stated, only to regret it at the very next second. Knowing he had probably messed it up, the demigod was quick to bow as he apologized profusely to the other man. “I’m so sorry, sir, I didn’t mean it. You can call me whatever you want. And of course, I’ll try my best to not let you down, sir. Please believe in me.”

When Anubis had accepted the request of the university to become the personal instructor of one of the promising medicine students of Mount Phoenix, he hadn’t expected to be paired up with his own son. Upon laying his eyes on the student, the Egyptian god had recognized his own blood instantly. After all he had appeared in the boy’s dreams over time, making use of the mental connection they shared. Admittingly as the boy grew older the god of the dead had paid him less and less visits. The connection between sadly enough fading together with the passing of time. Knowing full well that his son wouldn’t be able to recognize him, since he’d appeared to him in the true god form, which was a man with the head of a jackal, Anubis didn’t introduce himself to the other with his name. For some reason the god preferred his son not knowing who he was.

Doing what a personal instructor was supposed to do, Anubis showed Baekhyun around the hospital. Explaining in great detail what the job of a cardiologist encompassed, the god was pleased -and lowkey also proud of- by the way Baekhyun behaved himself. Liking the posture of the demi-god and the way he diligently noted down the information he provided they eventually found themselves alone inside of Anubis’ personal office. Already having offered the boy a seat at his desk the god went over to his bookcase to get a book on rare cardiovascular diseases from one of the racks. Bringing it with him back to his desk he’d taken a seat in his chair while he placed the book down in front of the boy. Having wished him good luck -which perhaps was in a weird way- at the same time, apparently his well-wish didn’t fall in Baekhyun’s good graces.

“Well, I don’t wanna say supposed to, you should probably call the police first, but I guess I can be useful? Since I can speak to dead people and stuff.” Hyuna grinned as she neatly placed the freshly baked cupcakes into the display case.

“Do you think so?” Jiyeon glanced at the bat with a slight pout. “I’m just not sure what to get... I’m so bad at presents!!” Her cousin’s birthday was coming up and her grandmother had requested she get him a gift. The only problem was that Jiyeon hadn’t seen her cousin in years and back when she had, he’d been a tiny child. Now he was 13 (still a tiny child, to be honest) and had interests Jiyeon didn’t know about.

“You’re no fun.“ But Hyuna was laughing, leaning against her coworker. It was still very early in the morning and the Flower Mill was relatively empty, apart from one or two very tired customers. And so, to fight off the boredom, the two of them were joking around.