《Genie - Park Jimin》2 - Moonlight Eruption
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Narae's POV
This magic.... No this sorcery... it is real!
"Ah obviously" I said staring at the now blue floating male on my desk.
He was the normal height of a male. Maybe a bit short but still an average height.
"Never seen a blue guy before" He said smirking as he looked down at me.
"Obviously not... It's not very common" I said still gripping the pocket knife tightly.
He looked down at the lamp.
"Oh so that is what you did to my home. You know your machines are very loud however you did a nice job" The male said now sitting down on my desk with his legs crossed.
However he was hovering maybe an inch above the desk.
"I'm sorry. Home?" I asked him.
"The lamp..." He started saying.
"Hmm you seem to not understand anything that just happened... did you rub the lamp upon mistake?" The male said looking directly at me, his head tilted to the side confused.
"All I did was rub the lamp to get a mark off it" I said to him.
"No wonder you look so confused" He said laughing while lying down on his back so I could see his side profile.
His laugh was soft and comforting.
He had a stunning jawline and lovely brown eyes.
His clothes were quite old fashioned and bland.
A basic white stripped blouse, a maroon vest, some beige long pants and an old fashioned bag.
"Look. I don't know what the fucking hell you are or what is happening here. So will you please fucking explain to me what is going on" I said raising my voice.
He carried on lying an inch above my head but turned his face to the side to look at me.
He examined my face for my emotions.
My face just showed annoyance and confusion.
He then sat up to face me while still levitating on my desk.
His legs dangled over the edge.
"Let me start from the top" He said blankly.
"Hello. I am Park Jimin, but you can just call me Jimin" He started saying.
I nodded.
"And you summoned me out of that lamp" He said trying to dumb things down for me while pointing at the lamp.
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"I am your genie" He said looking at me while pointing to his chest with both of his hands.
"My genie?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"Have you not seen Aladdin?" The male in front of me whined.
"Yes but that is a fictional story" I said to him.
"Well I am real am I not" Jimin said to me.
"God I'm to tired. I'm imagining things" I said standing up to walk away from the desk but the male whooshed past me now standing in front of me.
"Hey where are you going" He whined.
"Back home to rest. I am imagining that I am talking to a blue ghost" I said stepping around him.
Once again he floated around in front of me.
"Yah! I am real!" He whined standing very close to me.
"Prove it" I said looking at him.
"Well for starters hold your hand out" Jimin said.
I lifted my hand up a bit.
"Further up girl. Not at the height of my dick please" He whined.
"Every other guy would be fine with that height" I said smirking while lifting my hand higher.
"Damn you have an inappropriate mind" he said to me now standing quite close to me.
I smirked.
"What do you expect. I'm young" I said to him.
"How young?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm almost" I said to him.
"Same. Well I look 18 at least. May I ask what year this is?" He said looking at me.
"2021" I said to him.
"Fuck, so I'm 1018 years old" He said breathing out slowly.
I raised an eyebrow partially intrigued but not interested at the same time.
I will question him more on this another time...
"Hey Genie. Are you going to just talk or prove you are a genie?" I whined wanting to go home.
"Okay, right, so don't freak out-" He said before moving forward getting even closer to me.
He was very close to me but instead of my hand pressing against his skin, my hand went through him.
My mouth fell open.
"Congratulations. You just proved to me you are a ghost" I said and he frowned at me.
I smirked seeing his annoyance.
"I can do magic" he said.
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"Like go through walls like a ghost" I said chuckling at him.
"Well I can do that... However I can do other types of magic" He said while smiling excitedly.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Look at your right hand" He said to me.
I looked down at my hand.
The knife was gone and in it's place was a red rose.
I dropped it instantly.
"Wheres my knife" I said panicking.
"I'm not going to hurt you. You don't need it" Jimin whined going to sit back down on my desk.
"Sit back down" Jimin demanded looking at my empty chair.
I sighed and walked back over feeling slightly frightened.
"Plus because everything here goes right through me... I don't think the knife would help much" Jimin said giving me a wee smile.
"Are you similar to the genie in Aladdin?" I asked looking at him.
He nodded.
"I can grant you 20 wishes Mrs..." He said waiting for me to say my name.
"Narae. Kim Narae" I said to him.
"Well then, I can grant you 20 wishes Mrs Narae before I disappear back into that lamp" He said grinning at me.
"I don't need to wish for anything so get back in the lamp. Your freaking me out" I said to him attempting to stand up once again but I was stopped when he started talking.
"Look. Narae. I know this is a lot for you to take in but I have to give wishes to you. I am Your genie until you die otherwise. So for me to disappear you need to make 20 wishes otherwise I will do things the hard way and follow you around everywhere like a stalker and I bet you truly won't want that" he said to me.
I groaned.
"Come on. Surely you have things to wish for. Like money, a sports car, jewels, clothes or even maybe a boy" Jimin said waving his eyebrows.
"A boy. Like any boy?" I said looking up at him now more interested.
"Ooo you like someone" He said smirking at me.
I blushed smiling while looking down feeling a bit more comfortable around Jimin.
"Yea" I said quietly.
"Tell me about him" He said curiously to me.
"He's popular, tall, handsome, muscular. Every girl wants him" I said looking up at him.
"I can't accept wishes that involve emotions however I can accept wishes in which you may catch his eye" Jimin said to me.
"Hmm alright" I said thinking.
"One thing though..." Jimin said.
"Yes?" I asked him.
"I need you to keep the lamp very close to you at all times because I must be within a max of 7 yards of the lamp otherwise we will be pulled back towards it at all times. So please don't sell it or trade it because otherwise we will get into trouble" Jimin said.
I nodded understanding.
I stood up.
"Alright well I'm going home" I said taking the lamp with me and putting it in my bag.
"Um Narae" Jimin said.
"What?" I asked him.
"Where do I go?" He asked me.
"Aren't you magic. Can't you just turn invisible?" I asked him.
"That I can't do..." He said.
"You can come with me then however you are going to have to fly in through my bedroom window otherwise my parents will have a go at me seeing I brought a guy home" I said to Jimin.
Jimin nodded looking smugly at me.
"Though can you please make it so you don't look blue and stop hovering until your in my bedroom? Because otherwise people in Korea are going to look at you very confused and I would have a lot of explaining to do. So when ever you are with me in public, please don't be blue and flying" I said looking at Jimin.
He nodded and I watched a large blue smoke surround Jimin.
I watched the smoke disappear and a handsome male with light brown tanned skin, blue hair, chocolaty dreamy brown eyes, and a silver nose ring with feet appearing to be touching the ground appeared among the blue vanishing smoke.
I felt my cheeks blush a bit seeing him look more normal.
God if he looks this good blue and not blue. I wonder how good he would be if he wasn't so see through and fake to touch...
"Better?" He asked smiling at me.
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