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8 days, 8 lives - xmh. monologue.

☁️ Pairing : Xu Minghao x afab!Reader ☁️ Genre : supernatural au, angst & romance, friends to lovers. ☁️ Word count : 466. ☁️ Summary : Minghao dies. Over and over again, in different ways, at different moments. One minute, he’s there—alive, laughing, breathing beside you. The next, he’s gone. And just when the loss becomes unbearable, time resets. You wake up eight days before his death, trapped in an endless cycle of grief and helplessness, forced to relive his final moments again and again. At first, it feels like a cruel accident—a cosmic mistake. But as the loops continue, a pattern emerges. His deaths aren’t random. There’s something at work, something lurking beneath the surface of reality itself, and it’s up to you to figure out why. Each reset is a chance to save him, but time is unpredictable. The world stays the same, but little things shift—unspoken words, unfinished arguments, the way Minghao looks at you like he’s starting to remember something too. You try everything: warning him, protecting him, changing your choices. Nothing works. But then, as the loops unravel, so does the truth—of what’s causing the cycle, of what’s tying Minghao to his fate, and of the love neither of you ever had the chance to confess. You have eight days, eight lives, and one last chance to break the cycle. Before time runs out for good. ☁️ Author’s note : hiii, this is not the final fic—which I am hoping will completed by 4th of april. this is a monologue from minghao’s pov. I am very new to tumblr + writing and I hope you would like this and feedbacks + reblogs are much appreciated. thank you!

You don’t remember the first time I lost you.

I do.

It wasn’t like this. It wasn’t a reset, or a loop, or anything that could be undone. It was final. Absolute. The kind of loss that takes up space in your lungs, makes breathing feel like a task instead of something natural.

I remember the weight of it. The feeling of standing in a world that no longer had you in it. I remember thinking—how am I supposed to move forward if the ground is missing beneath me?

So, I didn’t. I searched instead.

I spent days, weeks, months clawing at the edges of reality, looking for a way to bring you back. I don’t know when I stopped being afraid of the impossible, only that by the time I did, I was already too far in. The universe is not kind, but it listens. And when it asked what I was willing to give, I said everything without hesitation.

And now, we are here.

I don’t know if you’ve realized it yet. If the weight of all this is pressing down on you the way it presses down on me. Maybe you’re still lost in the confusion of it, still trying to find the edges of the dream before waking up. Maybe you don’t want to believe it at all.

I don’t blame you.

The truth is, I never wanted this for you. I only ever wanted you to be okay. To be happy. To live. And if I had to be the one to carry the weight of loss, I would have done it a thousand times over if it meant you never had to feel this pain.

But time is cruel in the way it balances its debts. What was once mine became yours. And now, I watch you run in the same endless circles I did, trying to fix something that refuses to be fixed.

You’re tired. I can see it. And I wish—God, I wish I could take that from you.

I wish I could tell you how to stop it. That there was a way to reach across the gap, to pull you from the wreckage before it consumes you again. But this cycle isn’t built on fairness. It doesn’t care how much we hurt. It only moves forward.

And yet—

And yet, if anyone could break it, it would be you.

You, with your stubborn heart. You, who still fights even when the world tells you it’s already over. You, who holds onto hope like it’s a lifeline, even when you pretend you don’t. You, who I have loved in every version of time, in every life, in every way I have ever known how.

I see it. I always have.

And I hope—when you’re ready—you’ll see it, too.

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