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"I know they look bad," Rumi had said as they sat on the couch hours ago, freshly showered and pajamaed. Biting her lip she'd forcibly kept her eyes on the picture window as she held her arms out so Mira and Zoey could examine and gawk at the craggy fissures spiderwebbing across her skin.
She hadn't finished the sentence and Mira and Zoey didn't jump in with placations or assurances. What was there to say?
They'd promised no more lies, and the patterns did look bad.
And Mira hates herself for the thought.
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i will send out an army to find you, in the middle of the darkest night (it's true, i will rescue you) by PrettyLittleGallagherGirl
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
24 May 2026
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After the fight on the train, Rumi returns to the penthouse convinced the only way to save the Honmoon is to remove herself from the equation entirely. Mira and Zoey follow her onto the rooftop and finally discover the truth, neither of them react the way Rumi expects.
Or: Rumi learns that being a demon and being loved are not mutually exclusive.
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Her hands were human, not purple and ending in claws. Her vision was back to normal. She no longer felt her canines pressing against her lips, but as she ran her tongue across them they still seemed a little longer and definitely sharper as she immediately tasted blood.
She was…well, almost normal. If not for the patterns that so clearly screamed she wasn’t human.
They were supposed to be gone. Or she was. She had expected either for the golden honmoon to remove her patterns as promised, kill her, or send her to the demon realm(and oh how she had prayed it wasn’t that final option-she’d rather be dead).
But now, she had to live like this. And she no longer had hope of fixing herself.
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“Rumi?” Mira questioned uncertainly. The demons had frozen as well, staring at Rumi as she stared back. The tense silence stretched. The hallway felt like the oxygen had been sucked out and the dim lighting cast shadows all around.
“Rumi, there’s no such thing as half demons. We would know. Celine would have told us. It has to be a trick….” Zoey said but it was clear she still had her own reservations.
And what could Rumi say to that? Celine had said she could find no records of any other half demons, not anywhere in the archive. How could hunters have never encountered a single half demon in the nearly 800 years since the honmoon was created? What were the chances they would meet them now, in this generation, when Rumi herself was one? It felt like a trap. It had to be a trap.
But…
“Rumi?”
“She’s bleeding.” She said softly. “Demons don’t bleed.”
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“What's this?” Mira asks, unsure of what Celine wanted from her.
“Tangerines, the ones from the garden.”