#kpop halloween imagines

[wonbriiize]

no thoughts, just eunseok letting his partner get whatever and do whatever they want. like the members were in absolute shock when they saw that you managed to get him to be the rapunzel to your flynn rider…i’m giggling

note; i loved this idea so i turned it into a scenario !! i hope you like how it turned out :)

pairing; song eunseok x reader

genre; fluff

warnings; cursing

expect the unexpected

“you’re not serious, are you?” eunseok stares at the couple costume that you’ve bought for the two of you so you can wear it to the halloween party tonight.

“if i wouldn’t be serious i wouldn’t also have bought this,” you throw him the blonde wig that you’ve been hiding behind your back.

eunseok catches it, and after realizing what you just threw at him, he shakes his head. “definitely not.”

you nod your head. “definitely yes.”

“no, you can’t expect me to wear that.”

“i can literally see you perfectly in this costume. it’s made for you.”

“it’s rapunzel!” eunseok looks at you in disbelief.

“yeah! so what! rapunzel is smart and playful, just like you. it fits.”

eunseok keeps shaking his head, not believing what you’re asking him to do. “no but.. don’t i look more like flynn rider? why do i have to be rapunzel?”

“well, what’s wrong with switching up the roles?” you raise your eyebrows.

“nothing.. just..” eunseok sighs, finally giving in. “you’re lucky that i love you. do i really have to wear the purple dress or can i just wear some purple pants and shirt?”

with a big grin all over your face, you walk to eunseok and wrap your arms around him.

“you’re so going to wear the dress. there’s no way out.”

✧˖°.⁺‧˚ ♡ ˚‧⁺ ✧˖°.

after putting on your flynn rider costume, you decide to go to the living room because eunseok is still getting ready.

walking to the living room of the dorm eunseok lives in, you find two of his roommates (anton and sungchan), sitting there, already dressed up for the party. sungchan is wearing a vampire costume and anton has white color all over his face, matching the all white outfit that he’s wearing.

“i‘m guessing you’re a ghost,” you say to him while sitting down on the couch next to them.

“you guessed right. it’s kind of boring, i know, but no one told me that we were going to a halloween party tonight. i literally just found out an hour ago,” anton side eyes sungchan, who apologetically holds his hands up.

“hey, don’t blame me. i thought shotaro told you about it.”

anton leans back while rolling his eyes. “i know you guys didn’t want to tell me in advance because you knew i’d have the best costume.”

sungchan laughs, his fake fangs showing up in their full glory. “that was a good joke, anton.”

“anton made a good joke for once? let’s hear it,” seunghan walks into the room, followed by all the other roommates. now everyone is here, except eunseok.

hmm, what’s taking him so long? you think. should i go take a look?

“i always make good jokes, what are you saying?” anton pouts while seunghan just laughs at him.

you take a look at everyone‘s costumes. wonbin is wearing a popcorn costume, seunghan is dressed up as a zombie, shotaro is looking like michael jackson and sohee is wearing a racer outfit.

“where is eunseok? we should leave soon,” shotaro looks over to you. you take this as a sign and stand up. “i’ll go look after him.”

when you walk closer to eunseoks room, you hear how someone keeps talking. how eunseok keeps talking.

“shit, why is this not closing up!! i‘m going crazy for real.”

“i should have not allowed this to happen. i look weird.”

“… but i can’t say no to her. how the fuck am i supposed to say no to her when she looks at me with her gorgeous eyes and pretty smile.. she just knows how to get to me.”

you find it adorable how eunseok talks to himself whenever he’s stressed. silently, you open the door. eunseoks back is turned to you so he doesn’t notice you walking in.

for a second, you just observe how he’s trying so hard to close up the dress all by himself, but his hands don’t reach the zipper.

“shit, everyone is probably waiting for me,” eunseok mumbles, still not noticing you.

“well yeah, we are waiting,” you say. the sound of your voice makes eunseok turn around and you try to not to laugh when you see his face being all red, the long hair from the wig being all crazy and him looking at you like you’re his last hope.

“i‘m so close to ripping this dress apart, so please, help me before i lose my mind,” eunseok begs and you can’t help it, you start laughing.

walking closer to him, you grab his shoulders and turn him around. after zipping up the dress, you turn him to face you again and start adjusting the wig so it stops looking all over the place.

when you finish, you smile proudly. “and voilà, you’re good to go.”

noticing how eunseok softens his eyes, you grab after his hand. “you look absolutely amazing.”

“honestly, the flynn rider costume looks better on you than it ever would have on me,” eunseok smiles.

hand in hand, the two of you walk to the living room. the others were all talking hysterically but when you guys enter the room, all the attention is on the two of you.

sungchan and sohee start giggling like crazy.

“no fucking way,” wonbin mumbles in disbelief.

“quick, sungchan, give me my phone. i need to take a picture of eunseok,” anton yells while having the biggest smile on his face.

“i‘m already on it,” shotaro grins, pulling out his phone to take a picture of eunseok.

“*y/n*, how did you get him to wear that?” seunghan can‘t hide his amazement.

“i actually didn’t have to do a lot. my charm was enough i guess,” you softly squeeze eunseoks hand.

“seeing them act up like this makes me confident in my costume,” eunseok brushes through his blonde wig with his other hand. “it means that i look good because otherwise they would not give a shit.”

“i told you; this costume was made for you.”

“you guys really do look amazing together,” sungchan stands up, walking closer to the two of you to admire your costumes.

“i‘m kind of jealous,” shotaro joins him. “i thought my costume would be the best but.. maybe i was wrong.”

“i just can’t believe that eunseok is rapunzel and *y/n* is flynn. i didn’t expect that. especially eunseok agreeing to do it.. like how?” seunghan still can’t believe how you were able to persuade eunseok.

“well, expect the unexpected,” you grin while shrugging your shoulders.

eunseok wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

“i’d agree to everything you say,” he whispers so only you can hear it, and plants a kiss on your head, which makes you feel like the two of you are really in a fairytale.

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[stayteezdreams]

Trick or Treat

Plot: You ask Chris to help you decorate for a Halloween party and get much more than you bargained for.

Pairing: Christopher Bang Chan x Gn!Reader

Request: “Trick or treat?” “…Depends on if you’re the treat or not.” + 26: "Why is there mistletoe in the doorway?" "You told me to decorate." "Its Halloween!"

Requested by: @important-business

Warnings: Nothing except a kiss or two.

Words: 2.5k

Staring at the various boxes in front of you, you cursed your past self for failing to label the boxes anything other than 'Decorations'. Now you were suffering from your own self-appointed karma as you waited to decorate for your Halloween party the day of.

In a panicked state, you texted Chris and asked if he could help. Luckily for you, he was free. Pushing aside a few boxes you already sifted through, you huffed as you pulled open another box to reveal Christmas garland and various other Christmas decorations.

"Dammit" You muttered, just as you heard the doorbell.

Pulling open the door, you ignored the way your heart fluttered at the sight of Chris. He had his hands behind his back and a far-too-familiar cheeky grin on his face.

"Trick or Treat?!" He said cheerfully as you stared at him.

"Depends on if you're the treat or not."

You saw surprise cross his face for a second before he grinned again, "Y/n, are you flirting with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

You repressed a laugh, "Actually I was insulting you."

His face fell. "Hey!" He barked, making you laugh before he pouted and pulled out the two drinks he had hidden behind his back.

"Ooh." You smiling gleefully as he handed you your favorite drink.

"What would the trick have been?"

"Not telling." He said defiantly and you rolled your eyes.

He halted in your living room as he looked around. "How many decorations do you have?"

You had explained when you texted him that you hadn't labeled any of the boxes in your storage. He didn't seemed fazed by the problem, but now as he looked around at the chaos, he was starting to understand your panic.

"I like to collect things." You mumbled as you sipped your drink.

Chris stared at you for a minute and felt his chest grown warm. Pushing it aside, he shook his head and chuckled.

"You need to learn how to stop buying new decorations."

You gasped. "One of the best parts of each holiday is buying new decorations!"

"Then get rid of the old ones!" He laughed and you glared, not liking any of the options he was offering.

"You said you were coming to help me not judge me."

He chuckled and rose his hands up, "Okay okay, no more judging."

He watched as you set down your drink with a smile before kneeling down to open some boxes. He caught himself staring at you a bit longer than he meant as you began to look over at him. Quickly hurrying to join you, he pushed aside his rising feelings as he decided to just enjoy this chance at being with you.

The others had offered to come help, but Chris declined their help without telling you. It had been a while since he was able to hang out with you alone, and since he had figured out he had feelings for you, it was all he wanted to do.

Your eyes lingered on Chris for a moment as he began opening a few boxes. You swore he had been staring at you. The idea made you feel butterflies, as your cheeks felt warm, but you pushed it aside.

It wasn't the first time you had noticed that you reacted this way around Chris recently. You knew deep down you were developing feelings for Chris, but you refused to acknowledged it. Because you didn't understand why.

Why now? After all these years of being friends. The fear of ruining your friendship over unrequited feelings scared you. Losing Chris that way was not worth it.

These thoughts continued to plague you as your eyes drifted to Chris repeatedly over the next two hours. Anytime he would laugh, your heart would jump. If you caught him looking at you, your neck and ears burned hot.

You let out a soft sigh as you stretched your arm out, trying to hang some orange and black garland. Your arm wasn't long enough to hold one end and hang the other. You were about to give up, when you suddenly felt Chris brush up behind you.

"Here, let me help." His voice was soft as his breath tickled your neck.

His chest pressed lightly against your back as he took the garland from your hand, his fingers brushing over yours. You stared at him in silent shock as he hung the garland where you had been trying too before he looked back over at you. He had a soft smile on his lips, but it faltered when his eyes caught yours.

You felt tension rising between you as you stared silently at each other. Just as you thought you saw his eyes flicking down to your lips, you stepped away.

"Thanks" You smiled, brushing off the interaction.

Chris watched as you shuffled over to the rest of the garland before draping it around the room. His heart was hammering in his chest as he thought back on what just happened.

He swore there was something in your eyes reflecting what he was feeling. The way electricity sparked through him as your eyes locked. But you pulled away. So was he wrong, did you actually feel nothing?

After another half hour of decorating, as Halloween music continued playing in the background, you sighed as you looked around.

Chris walked in beside you. "Looks pretty good huh?"

He nodded his head, "Very nice!"

You smiled over at him and felt your chest tighten as he smiled at you almost mischievously.

"What?" You asked as you saw something gleaming in his eyes.

"You should check the kitchen out, I think I did a pretty good job."

"Oh yeah?"

He nodded as he tilted his head towards you and you chuckled. "I'll be the judge of that."

You marched towards the kitchen as Chris followed with a grin, though his heart was beating a bit faster than before.

You eyed the various decorations littering the room. Choosing to ignore the precarious positions he placed the member skzoo dolls in. Though you failed to not laugh as you noticed Seungmin's doll hanging from the cupboard by a spider web.

Finally, your eyes landed on the decoration Chris was most proud of.

You stared at it for a moment before speaking. Your tone low, "Why is there mistletoe in the doorway?"

Chris bounced on his feet innocently. "You told me to decorate."

You could barely repressed the amusement in your voice, "It's Halloween!"

"Come on its funny!" He said with a grin and you couldn't help but chuckle.

You eyed it for another moment, trying to ignore the uneven beating pattern of your heart.

"It is kind of funny." You mumbled in admission.

"Ha, I knew it!" He laughed.

You shook your head as you grinned over at him. "I need to take out the food, people should start arriving soon."

Chris nodded as he followed to help you out. "The boys texted saying they were on their way."

His eyes glanced over at the mistletoe as he smiled, before eyeing you subtly.

You let out a proud sigh as you looked over the kitchen at all of the food one more time before peaking into the living room.

"Okay, that should be everything." You said mostly to yourself but Chris approached you with a soft nod.

You smiled at him and noticed the way he was repressing a smile. He continued to approach, before stopping directly in front of you.

You blinked a few times, "What?" Your voice came out as a soft, almost shy whisper and Chris couldn't help himself.

Suddenly leaning down, he pressed a kiss to your lips, catching you by surprise as you let out a soft gasp.

When your eyes met again when he pulled away from you, you stared at him in confusion as your heart raced. He motioned his head upwards and you glanced up, eyes finding the mistletoe hanging above your head.

You met his eyes again and he smiled, just as the doorbell rang.

He glanced past you before meeting your eyes again. "I'll get it"

You remained still in your spot for a moment as you felt too stunned to react. Hearing Han's voice loudly fill your house you tried to shake yourself out of the trance you seemed to be placed under.

It was just a joke kiss because of the mistletoe. That was what you would continue to tell yourself. That was all it was.

No matter how many times you tried to distract yourself you often found yourself thinking back on the kiss with Chris.

Due to your racing thoughts, you found yourself avoiding him during the party. But even as you did, you found yourself watching him from across the room many times throughout the night.

Why did he do it? He didn't know about your growing feelings for him, or how confused you were. So it wasn't right to blame him for making you even more confused. But you could't help the mixed emotions that coursed through you.

When the last few people shuffled out of your house and into their Ubers a few hours later, you began to assess the damage left behind. Most people were courteous enough to clean up after themselves, but as the night went on and the more drunk people got, the less they did. So food and trash still littered your house.

Cleaning will help distract me before I head to bed.

Walking over to the kitchen, you rounded the corner and jumped with a gasp as you nearly ran into someone.

Chris chuckled out an apology as you let out a deep breath, "I didn't know you were still here."

"I was gonna help you clean." He smiled down at you.

You felt your chest tighten as you heart beat heavily in your chest. It wasn't butterflies and shyness now, but instead, affliction and confusion.

"That's okay! You helped decorate, you really don't need to stay." You walked past him and he watched you with a concerned stare.

Oh God, what did I do.

His chest tightened as he felt guilt wash over him. He couldn't resist kissing you earlier, and he felt so happy that he did it. But seeing you now, and seeing how you avoided him during the party made his heart hurt. Did he make you uncomfortable? Did he overstep? Had he really convinced himself that you felt something you didn't?

"Y/n." His voice came out soft, but serious.

You paused as you placed some glasses in the sink, you were facing away from him.

"Yeah?" You asked nonchalantly, hoping the conversation would end quickly.

"I'm sorry about earlier." He slowly walked up to you. "I can see it made you uncomfortable, I really didn't mean for that to happen."

You let out a breath as your chest tightened again. You let out a soft laugh, "It's okay Chris, it didn't make me uncomfortable, it just... surprised me is all."

Chris gently grabbed your shoulders, making you turn to face him. As you shyly avoided his gaze, he latched onto the hope still lingering in his mind.

"Surprised in a bad way?"

You met his eyes and furrowed your brow. "Uhm...I don't know?"

In all honestly you didn't know. Previously, if the idea of kissing Chris came to mind, you pushed it away with confusion. When he did kiss you, your heart leapt and you didn't know how to react. After he kissed you, you realized it was something you wanted. But the idea that he only did it as a joke hurt you.

"Y/n. I was selfish."

When he knew he had your attention, he continued, his heart beating so hard it almost hurt. He kept his hand on your arms as he gently rubbed circles into your skin with his thumb. To comfort you or himself, he wasn't sure.

"I hung the mistletoe in the kitchen because I wanted an excuse to kiss you. But I was too selfish to think about how it might make you feel. I was so focused on my feelings and how they've changed that I didn't think that you wouldn't feel them at all. I'm sorry."

You stared at him in shock as you processed his words. He watched you patiently as you slowly found your words.

"I thought... you just did it as a joke."

He shook his head softly as pain and guilt coursed through him.

"That's why... I was kind of hurt by it. Honestly Chris, my feelings for you have changed too. But I was afraid."

"Afraid of what?" His voice was soft patient, not showing the excitement growing in his chest.

"Of how our friendship might change. I was too afraid that I would lose you, so I repressed how I was feeling. That's why I'm afraid. If it doesn't work out... I don't want to lose you, I can't.

He shook his head and pulled you into a hug and held you close.

"You could never lose me, no matter what. I think it's only natural our feelings changed. We've been so close for so long, it just feels...right."

He pulled away and looked into your eyes, gently caressed your cheek.

"But if you aren't sure yet, if you're still too scared. I'll wait. I'll wait forever if I need too. If you decide you just want to stay friends, I will never leave you. I will still be your best-friend Chris. And if... if you decide to embrace these feelings, I'll be right here, ready and willing to be boyfriend Chris."

You couldn't help but giggle, and he grinned at you. You nodded softly as you thought over his words.

"I wont make you wait for long, I promise."

He nodded as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I'll be here."

Chris helped you clean up the house in silence. The tension between you wasn't uncomfortable, but your conversation hung in the air.

With the house finally clean, you walked Chris to the door. He looked back at you with a smile and your heart fluttered.

"Chris."

"Yeah?"

"I don't want you to wait."

He rose his brow and you could tell he was nervous at your sudden confession.

"Does that mean..."

You nervously looked down at your feet as you spoke. "I know what I feel. And I know it wont change, no matter how long I wait. So... if you really are ready to be boyfriend Chris..."

Bringing your eyes back up, your heart jolted at the wide grin on his face. You couldn't help but smile.

He stepped towards you and cupped your cheek. "I am ready."

You let out a soft giggle. "I am too."

He leaned closer, his nose brushing yours. "Can I kiss you?"

"Oh, asking this time huh?"

He chuckled and shook his head sheepishly and you giggled.

"Yes Chris, you can kiss me."

With a grin, he closed the distance and kissed you softly and slowly. This time you could feel all the pent up emotions between the two of you coming to the surface.

You were glad you didn't wait. You knew this was right, just like Chris had said. And you couldn't be any happier.

xx End xx

Not really Halloween focused, buuut, I hope you liked it lol

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[lixiektty]

sweet tooth — kinktober day one

word count: 2.9k

warnings/kinks: dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, language, hand kink, oral (f. receiving), fingering (he keeps the rings on, i couldn't resist i'm sorry) , praise, some degradation, creaming, feel free to let me know if i missed anything!!

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you had to admit, this was one of the best and most relaxing moments ever. a peaceful evening in the fall, it was pretty dim out— though the soft orange string lights hanging around your room lit up the setting. your boyfriend was by your side, propped up by the pillows and head on his shoulder as you guys watched a movie and ate enough candy to give the two of you a sugar high.

long slender fingers that never failed to hit the right spot inside you when you and hyunjin would share your moments, the bones peaked out a bit as well as a few veins and the way the rings that decorated his hand that just added to the attraction. not that you're saying you're more attracted to your boyfriend's hands more than you actual boyfriend, it was just funny that everything about him was just perfect and something silly like hands would have you this weak.

it was hard for you to be straight up and tell hyunjin when you needed attention. he seemed to be so sucked into the movie, only doing so because he thought you were doing the same. you always felt like you were coming off as needy but really your just a horny girlfriend who misses the way her boyfriend feels.

it was hard for you to be straight up and tell hyunjin when you needed attention. he seemed to be so sucked into the movie, only doing so because he thought you were doing the same. you always felt like you were coming off as needy but really your just a horny girlfriend who misses the way her boyfriend feels.

"you alright baby?" hyunjin asked when he turned his head and noticed you had been looking out the window that was on the wall you were closest to.

"yeah, why?" you asked softly, tilting your head up enough to see him looking at you worryingly.

"just wondering," he replied and pecked your lips gently, "did you start to get bored with the movie?"

you hum, curling up against him as a way of warming yourself up, "kind of."

"let's watch something else, yeah?" he suggested, "something actually scary?"

"i only put on a movie that wasn't too scary cause you're a bitch," you said, only to poke fun.

"a bitch, huh?" he raised his eyebrows, and sat up, looking back at you.

"you are! when it comes to scary things, i do not like having to hear your loud ass screaming then causing me to go deaf in my right ear," you punch him playfully.

hyunjin rolled his eyes and leaned forward to click out of the previous movie and scroll through the horror collection. it was like it was your first instinct to have your eyes wander down and watch his fingers slide along the touchpad, if only hyunjin could read minds— how disgustingly turned on he'd be at the way you were thinking about it.

that was the thing you didn't understand about yourself, you knew how bad hyunjin could get, he fucks you whenever he feels the need to yet you're so afraid to ask for the same. 'no' would never even cross his mind if you were to speak up, automatically it'd be a yes, you still just couldn't build up the courage to do so.

your panties were drenched though, all you wanted was to feel the way he worked his tongue and fingers in and out of you till you were squirming and spilling out all over him. you for sure had the sudden urge to whimper and snap your legs shut, but how would that turn out.

eventually, the movie played and you had already got scared right at the beginning. though this movie was more interesting and it also made you pay attention, you were still thinking about hyunjin's hands on you. now, you both were laying down, your head resting on his chest and legs propped up on his own.

this was just a simple night watching a movie with the boy you love, but it meant so much. just quality time with each other as the hours go on. the movie hyunjin had put on was half way over, it was a good movie. just not good enough to get that damn thought out of your head.

"baby, can i have another chocolate?" you asked, so sweetly how could he resist.

he hums and stretches out his arm to reach for the bag, bringing back one of the kisses and handing it to you. you don't take it into your hand though, you sit there and wait, watching as he dangles it in front of your face.

"feed it to me," you say, slight seduction heard in your voice.

your boyfriend giggles it bit. you didn't know why, maybe the way you said it? humoring him.

"okay," he says, taking the candy into his fingers, taking off the foil then moving them towards your mouth.

you instantly catch them between your lips, sucking them lightly when taking the chocolate into your mouth. hyunjin tilts his head and watches how his fingers slowly departed from your plush lips.

a grin grew on his face before he said, "what're you trying to do?"

you shrug, chewing slowly and waiting for it to be chewed down enough for you to swallow. once you did, you reply, "i got distracted."

"with?" he asked, adjusting to sit up and rest on his elbow turning his attention towards you.

your eyes trail down from his forearms to his wrist, the veins trailing up to his hands made your things clench. hyunjin noticed the action but chose to ignored it.

you reach for his hand and pull them up, wiggling it infront of his face, "none of these movies are doing it for me." you say, pouting and look at your boyfriend, "i need you."

a smile appears on his face, pulling his hand out of your grasp and kissing you gently. feeling him against you always had you feeling like all that mattered, he paid your body so much attention and never stopped until he knew you were completely satisfied.

he was hovering over you immediately, computer moved to the edge of the bed. your bodies fit together like a puzzle piece, limbs intertwined with one another, lips moving never endlessly— addictive taste on both your tongues.

it was hard to be upset at the fact that he pulled away from your mouth to kiss your jaw and neck when it felt the way it did, sucking and nipping at the flesh until there were marks on you to reminisce the morning after.

"what do you want, baby?" he asked, mumbling into your skin.

"your mouth," you state, swallowing hard then speaking again, "fingers too."

"anything for you, sweetheart," from one minute to the next, hyunjin was quick with his movements. discarding your panties along with your short shorts that he loved way too much, your ass peeking out just enough to turn him on earlier.

hyunjin pulls up your shirt enough to expose your belly and began kissing it until he was down by your pussy, licking up your arousal. you saw him reach for one of his hands to begin taking his rings off but you stop him.

"no, keep 'em on," you say. you sounded too slutty, and he loved it.

his hands moved up to grab onto your breast hiding underneath your shirt and up to your face. he tapped your lips with his two pointer fingers and watched as you took them in obediently.

"dirty," hyunjin comments.

his fingers disappear right into your mouth, tongue sliding up against the pads of his fingertips. hyunjin knew you liked his hands, he just had no idea the effect they had on you even when not being intimate.

"suck on them slow, nice and slow just for me," he instructs, talking you through it, "like that. good girl."

this control and power the man had over you made you feel estatic. always says what's right, giving you the attention you know you infact do deserve, and making you overwhelmed with emotions.

it wasn't even the attention he gave you that made you feel this way— it was just something that helped. there was something about him just doing the bare fucking minimum, looking effortlessly beautiful and still having you weak in the knees.

you clench around nothing and grew goosebumps on the bare parts of your body from the cool fall air coming in from the window. everything felt just right, and it had you begging and wanting more. moaning around the fingers trapped in your mouth.

all hyunjin does is laugh, lifting his upper body from the mattress. you missed the warmth you felt from his face between your legs, even if it was just his head hovering over where you needed him the most.

"sure you don't wanna suck on my fingers for the rest of the night to get yourself off?" he asks, inching closer to your face, "you love my hands don't you?"

you nod, sucking harder gripping onto his wrist like he'd pull away. your lips wrapped around them perfectly, just like they did when they wore his cock, all pink and swole from the kisses before.

after a while of having hyunjin watch you suck his fingers until they were a bright pink, you pull them out by his wrist.

"i would, but i'd really like if they were inside me right now," hyunjin chuckled at your boldness.

again you weren't one to tell him everything you wanted. being so needy now though, and that being so relevant to hyunjin, you'd do anything to get exactly what you wanted right now.

"then give me my hand and i can give you that," his smile is bright, but his actions later didn't match up to that innocent smile of his.

you're already a mess feeling both his ring and middle finger slide inside of you. they felt nothing like his cock did, thick and breaking you open, heavy and veiny sliding out of you. they effected you the same way though, especially with the butterflies you got when just seeing his beautiful hands, sculpted by god knows.

his pace is steady, slow and stretching you out by the minute. you were drenching them, the cold metal inside you having your hips jerk up everytime.

you were already covered with goosebumps, you felt warm inside though, feeling hyunjin the way you did. all the soft kisses he spread around your body warmed you up as well, paying each and every curve of your body as much attention as the last.

his palm pressed flat against you, fingers plungers deep inside. hyunjin moved his hand up and down, teasing you from the inside out.

"do they feel good, princess?" he asked, gently kissing your knee and look down at you.

his hair fell down onto his face just right, you could barley see his eyes due to the brunette bangs but with how he had his mouth open ajar and never looking away from the body before him— you knew he was enjoying this just as much as you were.

you didn't answer, thinking your moans would be enough. hyunjin curls his fingers and pulled up them out instantly afterwards, "i asked a question, my love."

he was rubbing softly against your bud in a circular motion, pushing you to speak to earn his fingers back. of course he knew you felt good, amazing at that, he just needed to hear it.

hearing it come from you always gave him an adrenaline rush, loving how you beg to feel even more than he's giving you because it just feels too good.

"they feel so good hyune— please, please," you pleaded, "fuck me with them."

hyunjin licks his lips and looks down at where his fingers were inserting you. your back arches off the bed at the feeling of them inside you again, clenching down hard and nearly pushing them right back out.

"you owe me, you know," hyunjin comments.

it was always out of kindheartedness to give each other something back in return, it was just a good thing to do. wether it be a night of you two fucking or not doing anything much then just playing around, if hyunjin would eat you out— you'd suck him off. things were just like that and always ended up that way.

the thing was, tonight you wanted his fingers until you passed out. they just were too addicting, and you were addicted, way too addicted.

"i know, baby. i know," you say, hands reaching out to grab his bicep. he moves closer and allows you to do so, nails digging deep into the skin, "just too good," you continue with a moaning following, "so fucking good."

hyunjin hums and his head falls into the dip of your neck, sucking lightly on the spot, "i love when you curse." he was wearing a shit eating grin and you knew it.

he was just like you— the simplest things turned him on, like the swear words that would leave your lips when playing a game with you, or when you accidentally drop something, or even when watching a movie and being pissed off at the character's decisions.

guess he could say everytime one of those words came from you, he imagines just how it would sound in bed. he didn't have to imagine though when he had you all for himself, with every 'fuck' and yelling god's name in vain he could not get enough of that shit.

"keep doing it and i'll go harder," he breathes out, hot breath warming your cold skin, "m' gonna have you creaming all over my fingers baby, the ones you love so much."

"fuck— ok– okay," you stutter, bottom lip now stuck between your teeth.

he's pumping his fingers in and out of you rapidly, curling them each time he was fully inside. his rings were rubbing up against your walls and adding a whole other kind of pleasure you couldn't explain.

"i love your fingers, fucking me so well." you comment, fucking yourself onto them with your hips thrusting up, "you should start keeping the rings on."

"yeah? like them?" he asked. his fingers were unstoppable, wet noises filling the entire room and being heard over the movie and the sounds outside of the wind blowing and leaves rustling.

"love them," you corrected.

you moaned louder by the second. how could his wrist not be tired? were his fingers cramping up? all these questions were the ones roaming around in your head but then again, how could he really get tired when he was making you feel like this? he'd go all night.

hyunjin sat up, moving out of your embrace. once his eyes meet at where you're both connected, this white substance covered his fingers, hands glistening as well as your folds.

"look at you y/n," he giggles, "a fucking slutty mess over some hands."

your eyes snap shut and your body feels fuzzy, knot in your stomach tightening more with each thrust of his long fingers.

"i'm afraid you're going to replace my dick with my fingers," hyunjin jokes.

you look down at him with the best of your ability, giving him a soft smile at his comment, "never."

"good," he says, right after he was face to face with your cunt again.

his tongue met your clit, capturing it into his mouth and sucking with force. the wet muscle moved everywhere he could, cleaning up the exposed part of his fingers.

he let out a satisfied groan, "how did i get so lucky?" placing one more kiss on your thigh before moving up to kiss you.

your teeth clashed together, neither one of you cared. too caught up in the moment and all, you were dripping down onto the bed and so close to your high you needed more.

"fuck me harder, bastard," you say through clenched teeth, "you know what i want, stop holding back."

your tone would have almost got you in trouble if it wasn't for how hazy hyunjin was feeling right now. if anything, this pushed him to use all the power he had.

this new pace and rhythm, techniques that would make you snap any minute now, along with a third finger being added, it all was a lot, and you felt yourself sucking him in and drenching the metal he wore.

"let it out, so good," hyunjin curls the tips of his fingers soon separately them and scissors them in and out of you.

your orgasm went on for what felt like forever, body jerking up and not letting hyunjin's fingers leave your body. he continued to finger fuck you throughout that period through, giving you his all like he knew he could and would give you.

"so sexy," he places a kiss onto your cheek then looks down to watch you catch your breath and come down.

you groan out once you feel the warmth of fingers leaving you. you missed them already, like you didn't just have them not too long ago. hyunjin allows you to come back to reality, cleaning up that mess you made with his tongue— the most useful tool.

he sat up after a while, licking his lips after finishing his task watching your chest move up and down, "hope you still got some energy in you."

#i fucking love hyune's hands #hyunjin smut #hyunjin imagines #hwang hyunjin smut #hwang hyunjin imagines #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #skz smut #skz imagines #kpop smut #kpop imagine #kpop imagines #halloween smut #smut #imagine #imagines #kinktober #hand kink

[melancholy-of-nadia]

Devil by the Window (m) | knj

title: Devil by the Window pairing: namjoon x f. reader, a tiny bit of yeonjun x f. reader rating/genre: m ; smut ; HORROR; HALLOWEEN; summary: you are spending halloween night with two of your best friends, yeonjun and namjoon while having a halloween movie marathon at the olders' house. when you receive a strange phone call filled with moans and a knock that leaves you with a piece of paper that says 11:58, you wonder whether it's a prank or ominous warning of what is yet to come. warnings: dirty talk, fingering, unprotected sex, breast play, hickies, slight body worship if you squint, horror, haunting things happening, paranoia, smut, making out, creampie, namjoon has a marking and ownership fetish, biting, jealous namjoon?, TXT YEONJUN, blood, death, cliché horror tropes based on two different movies lmk if you catch them note: thank you @daegudrama for beta reading as always and supporting this... fcked up halloween dumpster fire last minute HAPPY HALLOWEEN Y'ALL 🎃 FEEDBACK & Comments are much appreciated !! total word count: 2.2k drop date: october 31st 2023, 8:00pm pst cross posted on ao3 here - -

It’s a chilly Halloween night, and you, Namjoon, and Yeonjun have gathered at the olders' house to enjoy a horror movie marathon.

The living room is adorned with eerie decorations, and a flickering jack-o'-lantern casts eerie shadows across the room. The three of you settle in, ready for a night of spooky fun.

As the movie plays, you can't help but get engrossed in the suspenseful plot. The room is dimly lit, creating the perfect atmosphere for a night of frights. The eerie silence is occasionally punctuated by gasps and laughter.

Suddenly, your phone rings, shattering the silence. The caller ID displays the words "unknown," and you hesitate before answering it. You are shocked when you hear harsh breathing that eventually turns to faint moans on the other end. Why does it sound uncannily like Namjoon? Your eyes widen glancing at Namjoon, who is sitting right next to you, engrossed in the movie. It's impossible for the sounds to be coming from him. He's right here!

Your heart races as you listen, unable to comprehend what you're hearing. It sounds like Namjoon, and yet, it can’t be. The unsettling, yet seductive moans continue for a few moments before the call abruptly ends, leaving you in a state of disbelief and unease.

"Who was it?" Namjoon asks as he grabs another handful of caramel popcorn from the pumpkin bucket next to him.

"Uh, all I heard was breathing and moans."

Namjoon nods, but Yeonjun chuckles, popping a handful of caramel popcorn into his mouth, his amusement contrasting with the eerie situation. "Breathing and moans, huh? Sounds like a childish Halloween prank."

You join in the laughter, trying to ease the tension that had settled in earlier. "Yeah, it's probably just some dumb kids trying to spook us on Halloween. Nothing to worry about."

Yeonjun, trying to ease the tension, chuckles and says, "Exactly! Don't let it get to you." He seems convinced that there's a logical explanation for the unsettling events.

With the unsettling phone call still fresh in your mind, you try to immerse yourself in the movie, hoping to forget what you had just heard. But not even five minutes later, the doorbell rings, jolting you and your friends from the eerie atmosphere of the film.

You exchange bewildered glances with Namjoon and Yeonjun. It's already close to midnight, and it seems unusual for trick-or-treaters to still be out at this hour. Deciding to investigate, you volunteer to open the door, determined to put your fears to rest.

However, as you swing the door open, there's no one in sight. The porch is empty, and the dimly lit street seems devoid of any Halloween revelers. A chill runs down your spine, and you glance down at the ground, where you find a folded piece of paper. The note simply reads, "[11:58PM]." Panic wells up inside you as you look at the clock on the wall. That is 20 minutes from now.

With a sense of urgency, you rush back to the living room, trying to explain the eerie note to Namjoon and Yeonjun, who are both puzzled by your urgency.

"There was no one outside! Except this note that says '[11:58PM].' I'm actually pretty scared."

Yeonjun shrugs, trying to dispel the unease that has settled in the room. "Come on, Y/N, It's probably just some dumbasses trying to prank you.”

“Calling me and coming to Namjoon’s house with a note…? It happened within a 5 minute timespan, Yeonjun!”

“I don’t know. But it's getting late, so I think I'm calling it a night. I have work tomorrow at 9 am."

“Fine. Okay bestie.” You sigh. “Are we still on for boba after you get off work with Taehyun and Jungkook?”

“Yeah, of course!”

You reluctantly lead Yeonjun to the door, giving him a hug goodbye, and wishing him a safe drive home. 

"Thanks for coming over, Yeonjun. Call me if you need anything, and I'll let you know if anything else happens."

“No worries, have a good night.”

As the door closes behind Yeonjun, you return to sit on the couch to face Namjoon, your heart heavy with the weight of the eerie events that have unfolded. The clock on the wall continues its relentless countdown, bringing you closer to "[11:58PM]." You and Namjoon are now alone in the dimly lit living room, and the sense of impending dread grows stronger. You had planned to stay over at his house, which he is okay with.

You take a deep breath and look at the older man, your eyes filled with uncertainty. As you're about to ask him to help you get to the bottom of this weird situation, Namjoon suddenly speaks up, his voice carrying an unexpected tone.

"So, do you have something going on with Yeonjun?" Namjoon's question catches you off guard, and you struggle to find the right words.

"Huh?"

Namjoon continues, "You guys seem pretty close. You're even seeing him tomorrow."

You try to explain, "Well, we're the same age and grew up in the same hometown together, but he's just a best friend to me."

Namjoon's expression shifts, and he presses further, "What about me?"

You hesitate, the memory of the phone call with the alluring moans echoing in your mind. 

"You... well," You stammer, your voice softening as you struggle to find the right words. "I feel different about you because I kind of like you as more than a bestie."

Namjoon's lips curve into a small, knowing smile as he responds, "Oh, really?" 

The tension in the room seemed to shift from fear to something entirely different.The atmosphere crackled with a potent mix of desire and danger. In a sudden, unexpected move, Namjoon pushed you down on the couch, his eyes locked onto yours, burning with a fiery intensity. With the specter of the imposter momentarily forgotten, your lips met in a passionate kiss. 

The room seemed to shrink, closing in around you as the intensity of your connection with Namjoon deepened. The haunting memories of the imposter and the eerie events of the night faded into the background, replaced by the powerful magnetism drawing you closer. With every touch, every kiss, you found solace and passion in each other's arms.

Namjoon's lips left a trail of fiery kisses along your neck and collarbone, his mouth hot against your skin. Each kiss was punctuated by a soft, needy sigh escaping your lips, your fingers threading through his hair as you pressed him closer.

His lips found the sensitive skin of your throat, and he sucked gently, leaving several marks that would linger long after this night. A quiet gasp escaped you, a mixture of pleasure and surprise, as he continued his ministrations, leaving a trail of hickeys. Your mind fills with a lustful haze as you watch him pull his sweatpants down, revealing his extremely hard cock. The sight makes you soak your panties a bit more than they were before.

“I guess Yeonjun lucked out on such a pretty girl like you.” 

You don’t have enough time to question or say anything else as Namjoon pulls off the skirt you are wearing, leaving you in your black lace underwear, displaying a dark, wet patch visible in your crotch. You didn’t expect this to happen tonight, but you are ready for him to fuck you senseless.

Namjoon's voice is filled with desire as he whispers, "So wet for me," his fingers teasingly sliding your panties down just enough to explore your pussy. He gently eases a finger into your wetness, and a soft, pleasurable moan escapes your lips.

“You’re adorable, Y/N.” Namjoon teases as he kisses you again, sliding his finger out of you. He takes off your crop top and unhooks your bra behind your back tossing both items to the floor, beginning to plant plenty of kisses on your breasts.

“Namjoon…please…fuck.”

“So eager for me, a shame that Yeonjun won’t get to fuck this pussy.” He whispers seductively to you as he runs his hand along your thigh. Fuck, his words leave goosebumps on your skin. He slides your panties all the way off, and you spread your legs out as much as you can. He then slowly places his cock near your entrance teasing momentarily before sliding into you fully. This action draws a long moan of pleasure out of you.

He smiles down at you, having successfully ruined you, and silenced you with his finger. 

“All mine. Just mine.”

Your eyes roll back, all you can feel is him thrusting in and out of your soaking pussy, making you blush all over. He looks deep into your eyes as he fucks you. You are overwhelmed by the lewd wet squelches your pussy makes as his cock enters you. The arousing sounds bring you closer to your climax. 

“Such a slut for daddy’s cock.” He grunts. “You like being fucked like this?”

“Yes, N-Namjoon…” You whisper. “Please don’t stop…”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, my love.” He smiles almost lovingly down at you, caressing your cheek with his hand as he still thrusts inside you.

This is sex. Really good sex. Probably the best sex you’ve ever had. All your past boyfriends and friends with benefits could never compared to the euphoria that Kim Namjoon is giving you. He is so sweet, so charming. Everything a girl could want in a lover.

“I’m getting closer.” You breathe out.

“Me too.” He grunts, grabbing your chin, making you look directly at him. “Let’s do it together.”

And with those words, he lets go. You can feel the heat of his cum flow through your walls. The downright lewd noise he makes on his release is just enough to cause your orgasm as well, your cum enveloping his cock as he pulls out of your pussy. Why did those exact moans from him give you deja vu? In your post orgasm haze you can’t quite remember why this thought came about.

You’re both out of breath, him from fucking you and you from being fucked. He stares down at you as you both take a few deep breaths. Your heart is racing, and your body is still tingling from the passion you both shared. 

He decides to get up, putting his pants back on, and goes to find a towel to clean you up. The dimly lit room takes on a new, intimate atmosphere as you catch your breath and bask in the afterglow of your passionate encounter. You decide to get up too and start putting your shirt and skirt back on, patiently waiting for him to return. 

However, the sudden ringing of your phone shatters the moment, and you fumble to reach it. Panic surges through you as you see Yeonjun's name on the caller ID. You quickly answer, hearing the urgency in his voice.

"Listen to me carefully, Y/N." Yeonjun says in a panicked tone. "You need to leave Namjoon's house right now. Because, that's not Namjoon!"

Your heart skips a beat, and confusion and fear wash over you as you ask, "Huh? What are you talking about?!"

You hear police sirens on the other end. And that’s when you hear Namjoon’s voice on the other side of the phone talking with Yeonjun. Before Yeonjun can respond to your question, you turn around and see the figure that looks like Namjoon standing there, holding a knife in his hand. The menacing glint in his eyes sends shivers down your spine as you realize the horrifying truth - the person in front of you is not the real Namjoon, and danger is looming in the dimly lit room.

As you make a break for the door, determined to escape the menacing imposter, your heart pounds in your chest, and adrenaline courses through your veins. You hope to reach safety, but the imposter, still wielding the knife, moves swiftly to intercept you.

In the struggle that follows, you desperately try to dodge a direct attack, but to no avail. The imposter's knife slices through the air with a malevolent swish, finding its mark on your abdomen. Agonizing pain sears through your body as the blade cuts deep, leaving a gaping wound in its wake. A guttural cry of anguish escapes your lips as you collapse to the floor, the shock and pain overwhelming your senses.

Clutching your wounded stomach, you feel the warm stickiness of your own blood oozing between your fingers. The room spins, and your surroundings blur as the floor beneath you becomes stained crimson, the red liquid pooling around you like a sinister halo. The metallic scent of blood hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid undertone of fear, as the imposter, their face twisted with malevolence, continues to advance with deliberate, haunting steps.

Tears well up in your eyes as you gasp for breath, the pain nearly unbearable.

"W-Who are you?! Why are you doing this to me?!"

The fake Namjoon chuckles darkly, the sinister glint in his eyes unrelenting. "I said you're mine. And you will be mine. Just like this. Forever."

Your world spins into a growing blur as you fight to stay conscious, the imposter looming over you, and the horrifying realization that this is it.

In your final moments, you glanced at the clock on the wall, its numbers glowing ominously.

11:58.

The seconds tick away, echoing the dreadful countdown as "Namjoon" lifts his hand to deliver the final, fatal blow. 

The world around you fades into an abyss of darkness.

#txt fic #tubatan #bts #bts fic #bts smut #bts halloween #halloween #halloween fic #kpop fic #namjoon x reader #yeonjun x reader #horror #horror fic #bts imagine #namjoon smut #bts x reader #choi yeonjun #kim namjoon #namjoon horror

[el-hawthorne]

Halloween Series: Special

Words count : 3,5k

Pairing : Yandere!Yeonjun x female!Reader

Rate : 15+

Genre : Dark romance (?), Strangers to lovers.

Warning : SUGGESTIVE, mentions that reader is a female, Yeonjun is full of himself and delusional (?), harsh words, swearing, please let me know if I should mention anything that I should put as a warning.

synopsis:

Yeonjun is a famous playboy among his peers. He really wanted to make you fall in love with him to prove his friends that he was capable to steal your heart. You were sweet to him, but that doesn't make him a special guy. So it hurt his ego and he was determined to have you all to himself.

***

There was no single soul who didn't know how famous Choi Yeonjun is. He was good at sports and his academics. All of the teachers really saw him as all of the students' role in his school. 

He was kind and nice to everyone. And also, he knew how to crack funny jokes. Everyone loved his presence.

But nobody is perfect, right? Yeonjun was an ace in his school, he was attractive and desirable. That's why he could play with anybody's feelings to his advantage.

He knew he could get what he wanted. Which could mean everything.

He wanted it, he got it.

That was until his friend asked him an easy challenge. For him. At least Yeonjun thought so, and his friends also thought that Yeonjun could do that.

"Make Y/n fall in love and confess to you."

"Well?" Yeonjun raised one of his brows, "that's it?"

"Yeah, she took advantage of me. I want you to serve what she deserves."

Yeonjun chuckled, "Why can't you serve it by yourself then?"

"You got that player title for a reason. Even though she was hard to get, I knew you could make her fall in love with you in less than a month."

The evident smirk now slowly faded on Yeonjun's face. He knew his friend was now trying to get him. His friends knew that he was taking pride in being loved easily by people.

"Well, what do I get from this?"

"This one?" His friend threw him a key. A cottage key in the exotic beach to be exact.

"Deal."

When Yeonjun suddenly came into your frame, you wouldn't be surprised at all.

He suddenly greeted you when you walked past him through the school gate all of sudden. All eyes now on you. Thanks to him for ruining another peaceful day.

You weren't popular in your school. But many students know who you are. You were actually quite active in the organization and loved by your juniors, because you always stood up for them when one of your seniors bullied them.

Yeonjun has been your classmate ever since your first grade. But now, as if you were in the spotlight, Yeonjun suddenly noticed you.

"I didn't know we were in the same class."

"I know, I just wonder why you suddenly greet me and even ask my chairmate to switch with you. Do you want something?"

"Yeah, your heart," he winked at you.

You scoffed, "Woah, calm down there Mister. My heart is mine, I'm not planning to give it to anyone yet."

"I'm sure I can wait for that," he laughed.

If you didn't know about his reputation of being a casanova, you might find out that his laugh was attractive. Maybe, you would confess to him the next day.

But thanked God, for giving you the ability to see through people's intention and connecting the dots. Aside from being a heartbreaker, you also knew that Yeonjun did revenge for his friends.

Last time you could remember, a guy named Wooyoung—one of Yeonjun's friends—suddenly approached you. He only wanted your connection so he could join your club. And he did.

But what cost? His ex came to you, paid you a big sum of money if you could sell his girlfriends information. Yeah, he had more than one girlfriend. So you did, and let all of his girlfriends give him a lesson.

 You knew Wooyoung was the one who asked Yeonjun to seek revenge towards you. You weren't stupid.

So, you decided to have a little fun. Because Yeonjun seemed to make an effort in order to make you fall in love with him.

Every morning, you would find him in front of your house to pick you up at school. Then after school, he would bring you to his favorite cafe and sometimes to have some study dates too.

On weekends, he would ask you to hang out together. He would bring you to his favorite place, like an art museum, amusement park, his apartment, you name it. He even made a romantic dinner just for you as well.

You didn't mind him bringing you chocolate or your favorite dessert or some gifts at your school. Making all of the entire school assumed that both of you were dating each other.

"Y/n?"

When you walked at school's corridor with Yeonjun who had his hands on your waist, you suddenly stopped. You heard a familiar voice called your name.

And you were right. Right after you turned your body, you saw Choi Beomgyu—your old friend and also your old crush.

Well, you and him used to attend the same high school. He was your chairmate back then and you developed a crush on him since that happened.

Who wasn't he was the only one who saw you when everyone didn't. He really cared for you to the point he always asked you to join him for studying together with his friends. 

And because of him, you managed to attend the college that you really wanted.

But after graduation, you lost contact with him. He was studying abroad.

"Beomgyu?" Your eyes widened as you gasped.

Nothing really changed about his features. He was still as ethereal as ever. His black hair that used to be short, now became longer with wolf cut style. He looked more mature and insanely attractive.

"I thought I called the wrong person," he chuckled before smiling warmly at you, "turned out I was wrong, looks like you have become—no, you've always been beautiful. But now you know how to look more beautiful. No wonder, you have a boyfriend now."

"A boyfriend?" You realized that Yeonjun's hand was still on your waist, you quickly freed yourself and walked towards Beomgyu.

"Nope, he's just one of my colleagues. Nothing special between him and I," you clarified.

Meanwhile, since your attention was fully on Beomgyu, Yeonjun didn't like the uncomfortable feelings inside his chest. The way you told Beomgyu that he wasn't special pinched his heart.

"Y/n, we have to go. Our class will start soon," Yeonjun poked his cheeks as he crossed his arms on his chest.

You rolled your eyes, "You go first, I still want to catch up with Beomgyu for a little bit."

"Fine!" He huffed before he left you and Beomgyu alone as he felt annoyed.

You didn't give a damn about about Yeonjun and decided to give your attention towards Beomgyu.

For you, men aren't worth it to be loved. But Choi Beomgyu was an exception.

Maybe those unsettling feelings that you left years ago are still there. You didn't really forget him. Especially your heart still longing for him.

"Why are you here? Don't get me wrong, I really like seeing you here now. But, aren't you studying abroad?" You asked him.

"Yeah, but I had a project here. Also, my brother is working here. Just want to know about his workplace. Turns out he's working in a decent place," he answered, "but that's not the main reason why I came here. It's because I want to see you."

You blush like crazy because of his statement, "It's been a long time, right?"

"Yeah," he agreed, "and I want to ask you something."

"Sure."

"You said that man isn't your boyfriend, so are you single or?"

"I've been single since birth," you answered without thinking.

"So I still have my chance now?"

You frowned at his sentence. Not that you didn't know about his obvious intention. You just didn't know how to respond when your crush likes you back.  It was your first time. Heck! You even never got into a casual date with someone you genuinely liked.

Beomgyu laughed as he patted your head, "well, are you free after class?"

"I am, but why are you asking?"

"Nothing, just want to ask you for dinner," he grinned.

"Yes, of course."

"And I will pick you up after your class. Now, go to your class and stay pretty—no, forget it. You always look pretty in everything you do," he shuffled your hair before you left him.

Right after you entered your class, you saw Gaeul—your friend greeted you. She already saved your chair.

"The last time I checked, you act like a girl falling in love was years ago because of Beomgyu. And now, are you so desperate that you even fall in love with Yeonjun too? You know he is a jerk, right?"

"Who said I fell in love with Yeonjun? And how do you know I 'act like a girl falling in love'?

"Simple, because you look stupid," she answered without thinking, "but wait, if it's not Yeonjun, then who?"

"I've met Beomgyu earlier," you said with the brightest smile on your face.

Gaeul gasped, "No fucking way."

"Yes way, young lady. And you better help me too," you said as you were biting your lips nervously.

"What for?" Gaeul arched one of her eyebrows.

"Since he asked me for dinner tonight," you whispered.

But you were too excited to notice that someone probably heard what you said.

All of the things he did, Yeonjun never felt this angry before. He was sure that you would fall for his charm in a week when he treated you as a special girl. He gave it all for you and would do anything for you.

But yet, he never got any special treatment from you. He even saw with his own eyes when you greeted that "ordinary" guy. Yeonjun knew that guy was actually less of him. Yet, he saw how you slip those hair behind your ears, how red your cheeks and ears. Then you smile shyly but genuine at the same time.

He never saw you like that when you talked to another, even to himself. Being with you made Yeonjun realize that he observed too much about you.  He cared too much for your well-being to the point he no longer didn't care about the prize anymore.

 

He wanted you. All for himself. You have to be his, and not anyone else. If he couldn't have you, then he would rather see you dead than with somebody else other than him.

***

"Hey Y/n," Yeonjun walked towards you while you were still packing your things inside your bag before you got out of the class.

Your classmate eyed you for a while before you nodded at her and gave her signal to leave you alone with Yeonjun.

Now that you were alone with him, Yeonjun smiled at you, "So, caffe date as usual?"

"Hmm, yeah. And I want to go somewhere, I think I need your help for something too," you said.

Yeonjun's smile couldn't get wider than this as he felt his chest swell because of his pride. You need him. It really fed his ego right now.

"Anything for you baby," Yeonjun said as he patted your head before he placed his hand on your waist as his way to claim you and to show others that you were his.

Different from what Yeonjun's thought, you started to enjoy Yeonjun's company. Despite that Wooyoung asked him to approach you, you could consider him as a good friend.

Yeah, he was fun to be around with. He was cool with everything. He was really smart too and also great with helping you study. No wonder almost everyone fell for him. 

Yes, "almost everyone".

Except you, of course. Someone permanently held captive your heart since your high school. And now that you have a chance, you're not gonna let go of that chance easily.

After "the study date" session you had with Yeonjun, more like a study session for you and meanwhile for Yeonjun was still a study date, now you asked Yeonjun to bring you to a cloth store.

"Why do you want to go here?" Yeonjun asked.

"Well, I want to go buy something that might need your opinion since you're a guy and have a really good taste in everything. So the point is, I need your help," you are seriously staring at Yeonjun.

"If you thought I would help you because you just complimented me earlier, well it works. Let's go," Yeonjun got out of his car and opened his car's door for you as if you're a princess.

His princess.

"Thank you, Jun."

The way you called him made the whole butterfly inside his stomach. And it didn't seem to bother Yeonjun at all. No, he liked it.

You entered the store and met some workers that already knew you. Well, you have often gone to this place before. Even the workers treated you as if you were their friends.

"Hi Y/n, it's been a long time. Did you come here with Beomgyu? Gosh you changed so much, I wonder if Beomgyu would change a lot like you or not. Oh wait, did you two are dating now? Because I already knew that both of you had a thing for each other," Hoseok—the owner of the shop greeted you like an old friend.

"Hi Hoseok," you chuckled, "no, I'm with my friend."

"Your friend?" Hoseok frowned when he saw Yeonjun walking behind you and didn't hesitate to place his hand on your waist.

If you thought he was fine, no you were wrong. The fact that you only consider him as a friend? He was pissed, to the point his grip on your waist became more tighter than usual.

Your eyebrows arched as you snapped at Yeonjun, "Yeonjun?"

Of course you were uncomfortable because of him. But you tried to hide it, you didn't want to make Hoseok worried over something small. Even though you clearly felt that something was off from Yeonjun.

"Hmm?" Yeonjun looked at you as his grip loosened up.

The uneasiness came easily inside you from the way Yeonjun stared at you. It was like he was dead inside and there was someone else instead.

"This is Hoseok, he is my old friend and the owner of this shop. Hoseok, this is my classmate, Yeonjun."

"Hi Yeonjun, nice to meet you," Hoseok awkwardly smiled.

Yeonjun stared at Hoseok with his blank face and didn't say anything other than nodded.

You decided not to overthink what you just felt earlier. Maybe you were too tired to the point you started to imagine things.

So you started to choose some dresses that you wanted to buy and some guys clothes. 

"Jun!" You called Yeonjun when he was busy with his phone.

But when his nickname you gave rolled from your tongue, he immediately had all his attention on you. He quickly scooted to you.

"What is it?"

"What do you think if someone buys this shirt for you," you showed Yeonjun that guy's shirt towards Yeonjun.

Is she going to give me a present? How cute.

Yeonjun chuckled.

You frowned, "What? My pick isn't literally terrible, you know."

A pout appeared on your face. Yeonjun couldn't help as his hand now reached the top of your head before he messed with your hair.

"Jun!" You ripped his hand from your head by slapped it.

"Sorry babe, it's bad. Actually it is quite the opposite, you clearly have a taste."

Your eyes directly glared at Yeonjun, you couldn't believe him. Maybe he tried to mess with you again. Who knows?

"No, really. If I receive a gift like this, I will be over the moon. Especially if it's from the girl I like—no, I mean the girl I love. Literally going to confess to her right at the moment," he said confidently as he saw that rose cheeks of yours.

Aw—now you're shy. How cute! It must be because of him, wasn't it?

No, you were imagining Beomgyu's reaction when he received a welcoming gift from you. He must be just like what Yeonjun said, and even confessed his feelings for you.

"Hoseok, I want to buy this," you said to Hoseok.

"Oh hey, I actually had a new design for a dress. I think you should have it," he said as he showed a flowery dress that actually looked beautiful.

You were stunned, "It's beautiful."

"I know, a beautiful dress for a beautiful girl, you know?" He teasingly smiled at you.

"Oh Hoseok, I really want this dress, but I don't have much money. But can you keep it? I'm going to buy this after I save up money this month."

"Oh forget it, you don't have to pay. think of this as my welcoming gift for you, and I know what you did girl," he winked at you, "you should wear this, Beomgyu might go crazy over you when he see you in that dress."

"Wa-wait, for real?"

"Yeah, but you have to tell me first when both of you are official."

"Sure!"

"Oh my God! Hoseok, thank you so much!" You happily hugged Hoseok.

***

"Here is the key," Wooyoung threw a key towards Yeonjun who was fond of his phone right now. His eyes were literally attached towards whatever it was inside his phone.

"What are you watching?" San—one of his friends scooted over as he tried to peek, but Yeonjun immediately locked his phone.

"Mind your business," he said as he put himself inside his pocket.

San scoffed, "What's wrong with him?"

Wooyoung shrugged, "I don't know and I don't want to know. All I care about is now I'm happy."

"Happy because Yeonjun rejected that girl, huh?"

"Yeah, and now she is sick because she can't keep up with the reality that Yeonjun is only playing with her feelings," Wooyoung smiled happily.

"Well, you win."

On the other side, Yeonjun heard his friends' conversation. His smirk was visible on his face.

What his friends didn't know was, everything was twisted. And so he was.

Yeonjun took his phone from his pocket and unlocked it. It showed a video of your unconsciously slept on his bed from his real-time cctv inside his mansion. Too tired from crying.

Your tears were still visible on your face as he still remembered how you cried beautifully, wanting to get your freedom.

But no, of course he couldn't do that. You were his and would be forever his.

So he walked to towards his car and drove to his mansion as fast as possible. He couldn't wait to see you as fast as possible.

He really missed you.

And he knew that you also missed him.

If not now, than he was sure in the future you would miss him just like what he felt right now.

You just needed time.

As he arrived at the mansion, he immediately walked inside his bedroom and kissed your lips.

Your eyes slowly opened when you felt something soft touched your lips. Oh, how gross it was. You wish you could wiped that kiss from your mouth.

Vibrant with your reaction, Yeonjun was actually quite the opposite. Those red and glassy eyes glaring at him looked so beautiful for him.

"Hi sleeping beauty, so you have a nice dream, huh?" He chuckled before he kissed you again, but this time was longer than before. Even the tongue involved.

He smiled when he saw that red and swollen lips of your still connected to his by the saliva.

"You gorgeous thing, how can I not notice someone gorgeous like you from the start?" he whispered, but you didn't answered anything other than a few tears came out from your eyes.

"Such a Goddess," he murmured as he licked your tears, "The medicine still didn't wear off yet. So I called the doctor to put an IV on you."

You silently cried. Your tears kept coming out from your eyes.

"Sweetheart, this is just for a while until you behave, okay. You can't do anything on your own now, because you need me. You will always need me."

That fucking bastard.

After you bought Beomgyu a gift, you were supposed to go home with Yeonjun. Even your best friend already waited at your home.

But instead, Yeonjun drugged you by putting something inside your drink that made you fainted. He kept you at his house and confessed that he loves you for a while now.

Of course you rejected him and asked him to free you away. But instead of freed you, he put a syringe inside you with whatever substances inside of it that you actually didn't like it.

You lost your consciousness after that.

That's wrong of you if you thought that substance inside that syringe only made you unconscious. Other than that, your whole body was paralyzed. You even couldn't talk!

And that bastard literally took advantage of it.

"Sweetheart," Yeonjun's sickening voice made you snap back at the shitty reality, "before the doctor came, how about shower? You looked dirty, I will definitely help you to take a shower."

You only stared at him who looked at you as he grinned widely.

"Let me take your clothes off, yeah? Don't worry, you don't have to be shy. I already see everything," he kissed your neck as he slowly removed your clothes from your body, "I promise, I'll be gentle with you."

- end

#tomorrow x together #choi yeonjun #yandere txt #kpop yandere #yeonjun x reader #imagines #kpop imagines #yandere yeonjun #yandere kpop #yandere au #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween

[boydepartment]

christopher bang halloween headcanons

a/n: HI happy halloween again! :] this is the last halloween post :( i am sorry! everyone stay safe today okay? i love u!

warnings- none

wc- like 150 

MASTERLIST

you both dress up as a silly costume, a couple costume of course. i’m imagining barbie and ken or like two ghosts from the haunted mansion. something cute and fun. not like those weird sexual couples costumes no offense but chan likes to give out candy and that’s weird if you guys were dressed up as like sexy prisoner and cop or whatever

you guys probably went to a halloween party the week before because his favorite tradition IS passing out candy he would never miss it for a party… his other favorite tradition is actually going trick or treating but you guys don’t have kids yet… not that he hasn’t thought about it though :P

chan takes out all the almond joy from the candy bowl. no questions, no answers.

one of his favorite things about halloween is trying to guess the new costumes kids are wearing now. so when you both sit on the porch he tries to guess. for the most part he’s wrong and the kid starts laughing

it really gets you thinking about starting a family with him, he really is great with kids.

your home is always filled with a ton of sweet treats, like that sugar cookie cake with the halloween sugar cookies!

chan LOVES those cookies. he gets so giddy when he can smell them baking in the other room.

decorating is a huge thing for him too, he absolutely loves carving pumpkins.

it ends up in you throwing pumpkin guts all over each other, which you both clean up giggling.

IF you guys aren’t married yet, he puts a wedding ring in the pumpkin and proposes to you that way 🫶 you guys will have a mini you by next halloween

#bangchan #bangchanxreader #bangchan x reader #bangchan imagines #bangchan stray kids #stray kids bangchan #bang chan #straykids #stray kids #kpop #skz #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #christopher bang #spooktober #halloween #happy halloween #leeknow imagines #changbin imagines #hyunjin imagines #jisung imagines #felix imagines #seungmin imagines #jeongin imagines

[atinytinaa]

Mister Ghostface

Pairing: Wooyoung x Fem!reader

Warnings: knife play?, mentions of a party and alcohol, refrences from the movie scream, a few swear words, short.

Genre: Fluff? a little bit sexual? Halloween, Secret admirer wooyoung.

a/n: Happy Halloween kiddos! i hope you all have a great day. I intended this to be a Halloween special for my story The lonely hearts club but it can also be read on its own.

I hope you like it, feed back is highly appreciated, please like and reblog, thank you for reading.

The cold evening wind blew hazardly outside your home, the leafless tree branches tapping against the big living room window, making your two best friends jump up from their seat on the couch, scared expressions on their faces as they looked around trying to find the source of the tapping.

"guys, calm down" you chuckled. "it's just the wind, no need to be scaredy cats"

It was your annual Halloween sleepover. Every year you guys did the same thing. Order pizza, open a few cans of beer and watch the same horror movies in the same order.

"Turn on the patio lights" came a raspy voice from the movie playing on the tv.

"Nah girl don't do it" San begged, as he curled up closer to Sana with a bowl full of popcorn.

This tradition started all because they had crashed your one man horror movie marathon. San and Sana had gone to a Halloween party, you also being invited, weren't interested in watching badly dressed drunk teenagers, grind against each other and drink cheap alcohol. 

You didn't know if you were more scared of the horror films you had picked out or having to watch a drunk San stumble into your living room, carrying an even drunker Sana on his back, the former mumbling that they had left the party because it sucked without you.

"Sincerely San, I don't understand how you can be so scared of these films!" Sana whined "we've watched them a million times!"

She slapped the boy on the back of his head, making a high pitched ouch leave his mouth, watching him as he nursed his head.

"It's not my fault I get scared easily!" he bickerd back, pulling a strand of her pink hair.

She gasped "you did not just pull my hair," the boy mimicked the words back to her in an overly high pitched voice.

You never really understood why they kept watching these movies with you, they were easily scared.

"Can you two shut up already?" you questioned the duo, freezing comically in mid air.  You let them settle back into their seats, getting a bit closer every time a scream would ring out from the speakers of the tv, the volume a little bit too loud.

The sound of your home phone ringing made you all jump, popcorn going everywhere. Then suddenly the warm glow of the living room lights shut off. The only thing you could hear was the howling of the wind and the scared screams coming from your friends.

"Every horror movie starts like this!" Sana screeched, diving in for a hug from the equally scared San .

Shaking your head at their antics, you made your way to the kitchen cabinet, taking out a torch.

"It's the fuse box," you replied, handing the item to San, his shaky hands receiving it. "both of you go check it out".

Smiling, You watched the pair link arms and make their way to the sliding doors of the back yard, fighting about who would walk out first into the night.

The sound of the phone ringing again made your heart stop, not from frightness, but... Excitement.

 With giddy steps, you answered the phone, knowing exactly who it would be on the other side.

"Well, well , well" you said, playing with your hair, a big smile gracing your lips.  I didn't think you'd call me this year, you're late."

The only thing that came from the other side was a deep chuckle and the same question you were asked every year.

"Do you like scary movies?" The enhanced voice rasped, making you bite your lip.

"Meet you up stairs".

And with that you hung the phone and made your way up the staircase to your room. 

You walked in slowly on your toes, searching around your room for your Secret admirer but without warning a white masked intruder, dressed in all black pounced on you.

A small shriek left your body as the figure pinned you against the door, one hand holding your wrists above your head ,while the other held a knife to your throat.

"You scared me!" you laughed out.

The individual stared down at you, as their chest rose up and down, breath coming out in hurried pants, body buzzing from the adrenaline rush.

You tried to push him away but a growl left the male, as he pushed your small figure further into the door, enforcing his strength on you

 The unknown male had been sneaking into your room through the window since you were a kid, sporting a different costume every Halloween with a mask on, not once showing you his face or talking, not willing to give away his identity.

"what?" you questioned, eyes twinkling from the situation, "Do you want me to say the line?"

Everyone who knew you, knows that you have an unhealthy obsession with horror movie characters, especially ghostface from scream, even going as far to tell the male your fantasies with said character.

At your words he titled his head to the left, confused, not one sound coming from him. You just rolled your eyes and scoffed out "okay, fine" as you cleared your voice, preparing yourself for the oscar winning performance you were about to give.

"oh you wanna play psycho killer?" you taunted bringing your face closer to the masked man who nodded at your words.

Bringing up the acting by ten folds, you sported an innocent look, making bambi eyes at him.

"Can I be the helpless victim?" He nodded back once again, making you bite your lip.

"No, please don't kill me mister ghostface i want to be in the sequel" you finished, laughter messing up the last few words.

Out of no where the male dropped the fake knife, now pinning you against the door by your neck, giving it a little squeez, making a pornographic moan leave your lips, a bratty smile gracing your face at his actions.

"you're into some weird shit mister ghostface"

If only San and Sana knew what was going on here, they would have probably put you in a mental hospital.

You heard a tsk leave the figure, as he took his hands off of you, taking a few steps back, he reached into his back pocket,  presenting you with a red rose and a small bag of your favorite candy.

You pushed yourself off the door, happiness washing over you as you accepted the goodies.

"oh how will i ever repay you mister ghostface?" you gushed using the same voice as before.

"you know exactly what to do" he whispered, not loud enough to make out who the voice belonged to.

You made your way to the edge of your bed, sitting down with your legs wide open, enough space for him to sit on his knees between them.

You sighed, lifting your hand slowly to the mask making him flinch away.

"I promise i'll close my eyes," you whispered staring into his eyes, peeking through the small holes of the mask.

without another word he got closer to you, letting you slide his mask up just enough for his lips to peak out.

"Happy Halloween Mister Ghostface"

You closed your eyes and kissed his soft lips, smiling into it when you felt his leather gloved hands hold your cheeks lovingly, caressing your face with his thumb, the action creating exploding fireworks in your stomach.

The kiss was slow, gentle and passionate, a big contrast from your earlier actions.

you wanted to keep kissing him, wanted to see where the night would lead you but you were running out of time, there was only so much San and Sana could do when they found the fuse box.

Once his mask had been placed back to its rightful position, the lights turned back on, making the figure jump to his feet ready to leave out the window.

"Wait," you grabbed his hand.

"Do I know you?"

He sighs and nods.

"y/n?" You heard Sana call from down the stairs.

"Go, go, go," you whispered, pushing the male out the window.

Gasping you peaked your head out the opening, looking down at the male making sure that he was alright.

You smiled as he walked away from your house, twinkling his fingers in a goodbye. Deciding to be bold, you sent him a flying kiss, which he responded, by catching it and putting it in his pocket.

"Are you alright?" you heard come from behind you.

Turning to see sana standing in your doorway, staring at you with a judging look.

"y-y-yeah i was just checking if the other neighbors lights also went out."  a small blush rising to your cheeks at the thought of getting caught.

San makes his way up the stairs, jumping on the last step.

"what's going o- oh candy!" He threw himself at the goodie bag, taking out a red twizzler, gnawing at it cutely making you chuckle.

"y/n?" sana called to you, staring at something on the bedroom floor, you followed her gaze and what you saw made your eyes widen.

"Why is there a fake knife on your floor?

Shit.

Wooyoung watched you from the street in front of your house, a love sick smile on his face as he watched you scrunch your nose up in laughter.

His heart was beating so fast at the thought of the kiss you both shared, his lips tingling as he brushed his index and middle finger against them.

Lost in the feeling, he was brought out of his thoughts by the buzzing sound of his phone, he groaned as he stared at the caller ID, knowing he was about to get an earful.

He turned and started the trail back to his house, answering the phone call and bringing it to his ear.

"Wooyoung!" screamed Yeosang from the other line. "Where the hell are you? You literally left your own party and me alone,again!"

He chuckled at his friend's words, not caring a single bit at what he had done, the boy was too happy.

"i'll be there in 5 minutes" he replied, listening to the autmn leaves crunch under his heavy combat boots.

"Did you take my ghostface costume?"

He stopped in his track at his friends words, being caught.

Shit.

#ateez imagines #ateez drabbles #ateez fanfic #ateez fic #ateez headcanons #ateez oneshots #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #wooyoung au #wooyoung scenarios #wooyoung x reader #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween #ateez fluff #ateez wooyoung #ateez smut #kpopidol #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

[kaixcastiel27]

#tumblr polls #my polls #kpop polls #blackpink #blackpink lisa #hyoyeon #kpop #kpop girls #polls #little mix poll #halloween #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween songs #exo #michael jackson #shinee #snsd #bts #bts army #imagine dragons #music poll #poll #poll time

[emyladia]

Stray Kids : When you're mad at them

Bangchan :

• It might be difficult to trust but you argue a lot.

• Most of the time you or Chan just let it go and you both forget it but when it goes too far you run far away from him.

• When this happens Chris doesn't let you go and hugged you tightly. You always try to escape his arm but he's stronger than you.

• “Let me go I don't want to see your face”

• “No I won't. If I let you go now we gonna put this on the side and act like nothing but it's not nothing! Then this gonna happen again and again we'll and up moving away and this is not possible. So we're gonna talk about it now because I swear I'll never let you go away from me.”

Lee Know :

• You don't argue a lot... That's worst.

• With your both electrics tempers he started to get mad too and you both shout at the other.

• It often goes a way too far and you ended up crying on the bathroom floor.

• He just feels so bad when he heard you crying like that. But he always stays silent he doesn't want to make the things worst.

• After and argue when you go to bed he doesn't touch you at all, he let you hugged him when you want to.

Changbin :

• You don't really fight together.

• But when you're mad at him he wants you to talk to him. Then he looks at you right in the eyes and even if that can take hours he doesn't care at all he let you say everything you need to.

• These discussions are really important to him, he's someone who likes to listen.

• After that he really thinks about what you said and try to be better and do not make the same mistake again.

Hyunjin :

• It's not that you argue a lot, it's just that for this drama, if you don't answer his text because your busy you're mad at him.

• So you're almost never mad at him but he's convinced that you're always mad at him.

• So he wants you two to discuss... It's more a monologue than a discussion.

• He can make you a these, an antithesis and more about why you shouldn't be mad at him, about how he can be an amazing boyfriend and about how much you both belongs together.

• “Hyunjin... I'm not mad at you... ”

• “Oh... ”

Han :

• When you argue you need space so you go at a friend house and let him in yours, alone.

• When this happens all his anxiety and insecurity came back and he starts to panicks.

• What if you don't come back ? What if you don't love him anymore ? Why did you let him alone ? He's the worst... Everything is his fault.. He doesn't deserve you..

• When you came back and see him like this you forget everything about your fight, you was so worried about him. You ran to him and hugged him tightly.

• “You're there ? Why ? Did... Did you still love me ?”

• And you heard his voices and what he was saying you cry and you swear you never let him alone like this again...

• “Of course I love you, I love you so much I'm sorry”

Felix :

• You do argue sometimes but you can't stay mad at him a long time.

• When you're mad at him he makes everything to make you stop. He bakes, he gives you some gift, he tells you how much he loves you, he makes all the chores.

• He is the sweetest, I'm mean, he's always the sweetest, but at this moment... Wow.

• “cmon sweetheart don't stay mad at me... Please... ”

• How can you resist ?! Seriously !

Seungmin :

• This man is too smart... Really that's ennoying...

• When you argue you don't know how but he always ended up by manipulate you and makes you believe that it's your fault.

• So you're never mad at him...

• But really this child if you have the opportunity of make him pay one day you will for sure...

• Your revenge will be terrible.

I.N :

• When you argue, this cute ennoying little boy, looks at you with his cute face and... You can't be mad at him.

• It's always the same ever time you tell yourself that this time he won't win ! You're mad at him and nothing's gonna change that.

• And then he looks at you with that expression that only one know how to do it and a pouty face.

• And you're not mad anymore, that's just so ennoying...

• The worst is that he exactly know what he's doing...

#I was wanting to do something for Halloween #But I'm late so i will at least posts this #hope you enjoy #hi there #kpop #stray kids #bang chan #changbin #christopher bang #hyunjin #seungmin #skz jeongin #felix #skz seungmin #skz layouts #skz fluff #skz imagines #skz minho #skz scenarios #skz jisung #skz moodboard #stray kids fanfic #skz félix #skz ff #female #skz x you #skz #skz x stay #skz x y/n #skz x reader

[moabunnie]

TxT | Halloween with them🎃

Soobin

Matching carved pumpkins😩

He makes fun of how bad your carving is

But his is even worse💀💀💀

Dressing up like ghosts but it’s just a sheet with holes in it

GINGER SOOB MAKES A COMEBACK

He loves sweets so he might steal all your candy lmao

He would tap your shoulder and take it when you’re not looking

You’d drag him to a haunted house only for him to not go in

So then you sit outside and just listen to the people scream inside

Yeonjun

He would try to have a sexy costume with you but really y’all would probably look dumb 💀

OBVIOUSLY GOING TO A HAUNTED HOUSE BC HE JUST LOVES THEM SO MUCH

jk he would almost die when people jump out

Screams the whole time

“Nope nope nope nope-“ and closing his eyes

But you’re doing the same lol you barely make it out

“I am never listening to you again”

You two would also look up cute Halloween recipes like brownies that look like ghosts or something

And then you’d get drunk and eat all the brownies

Beomgyu

Funny af costumes

But yet Beomgyu still thinks you look hot af ???

Another candy stealer

But doesn’t even try to hide it

Gets to the point you smack his hand and/or throw the candy far away

And then he gets dramatic and :O

You guys would end up not getting home until like 4 am

Also get a feeling Beomgyu would want one of those pumpkin heads where people actually carve the pumpkin and wear it on their head

And then try to kiss you with it

But it falls off and breaks 💀

Taehyun

He probably wouldn’t wanna dress up unless you do tbh

Will still eat ur candy tho

Most likely gonna end up watching scary movies all evening

And make Halloween themed cupcakes!!!

If you’re a person that gets super excited about Halloween and decorating for it, he’s gonna think you’re so adorable

Might try to plant a fake spider to scare you

HueningKai

You guys would dress up as like cartoon characters or something

You would go to a pumpkin patch

And do like a hayride and a corn maze :,)

Kissing when you get lost in a dead end

Probably eating every single piece of candy you got that night the second you get home

Tries to scare you by jumping out of corners all the time

Which works

Kai is gonna pass out before midnight LMAO so then ur just kind of alone watching movies while he’s passed out next to you

#tomorrow x together #txt #tomorrow by together #txt imagines #txt post #beomgyu #hueningkai #txt yeonjun #soobin #txt beomgyu #txt soobin #txt reactions #txt fluff #txt reader #kpop fluff #halloween #txt taehyun #taehyun #yeonjun

[kjmcotton]

✧*ૂ༄Halloween advent calendar🎃

An anthology made of nine Exo short stories to celebrate the spookiest day of the year🦇

23.10 I.Jongin-statue

24.10 II.Baekhyun-cupid*

25.10 III.Minseok-basilyscus

26.10 IV.Jongdae-ghost

27.10 V.Sehun-demon

28.10 VI.Junmyeon-grim reaper*

29.10 VII.Kyungsoo-clown

30.10 VIII.Yixing-vampire

31.10 IX.Chanyeol-ghostface

*Please notice:if there will be any change while the work is in progress I’ll let you know by updating this post,so be sure to check

*Baekhyun has been changed from werewolf to cupid

*Junmyeon has been changed from pirate to grim reaper

#exo x reader #exo x y/n #exo x you #exo imagines #exo fanfic #exo kpop #byun baekhyun x reader #suho x reader #kai x reader #chen x reader #xiumin x reader #kyungsoo x reader #sehun x reader #chanyeol x reader #lay x reader #kpop imagines #halloween #spooktober

[wonbriiize]

pairing; wonbin x reader

genre; fluff, friends to lovers

warnings; a bit of cursing, mentions of blood + a few other (small) horror related things

note; it‘s a bit long again i‘m sorry ㅠㅠ i think i just have a habit of writing a lot lmao,, anyway thank you guys already for taking the time to read this <3

for you

in which you go to the amusement park with your friends and you decide to go into the haunted house as pairs. although one of your friends (wonbin) is scared of it, he pulls himself together because he doesn’t want you to go with anyone else…

“come on, it’s going to be so much fun. let’s go in pairs of two!” you suggest excitedly.

“then i‘m going to go with sohee,” seunghan puts his arm around his best friend who nods in agreement. shotaro and sungchan look at each other, already declaring that they’re the second pair. “i really don’t want to go with anton,” eunsok rolls his eyes in annoyance. anton laughs, knowing that eunsok is just joking. they love teasing each other. “oh, stop lying, there’s no one else you’d rather go with than me.” “well, if that thought makes you sleep at night..” eunsok can’t help but to smile.

you look over to wonbin who looks like he would rather jump off a cliff then to go inside the haunted house. shit, you had forgotten that he’s afraid of those things.

“wonbin, you probably don’t want to go, right?” sungchan asks him. everybody knows that wonbin is scared of horror related things.

wonbin shakes his head. “not really. i will just wait outside.”

“then who’s going to go with *y/n*?” shotaro looks over to you, feeling sorry since you don’t have a partner.

“i love haunted houses so i don’t mind going twice,” anton says, smiling over to you. “wouldn’t it be too boring for you the second time?” it was a very nice thought of anton but you don’t want him to feel like he’s wasting his time. anton shrugs. “no, it’s fine. i’ll keep myself entertained with laughing at you for being scared.” “this won’t happen, i don’t get scared easily,” you stick your tongue out to anton and he laughs.

throughout your whole conversation with anton, wonbin kept watching the two of you. he isn’t going to let that happen. if anyone should go with you, it should be him. he decides that his love for you is bigger than his fear of haunted houses.

“i changed my mind, i will go with *y/n*,” wonbin announces, stepping forward.

it’s an understatement to say that everyone was shocked. no, everyone was more than just shocked. sungchan almost chokes on the juice he is drinking right now. “park wonbin is this really you?”

wonbin looks confused with everyone’s reactions. “okay, it’s no biggie, you all can stop acting like this.” “i think this isn’t wonbin, he probably got abducted by aliens and this is just a clone or something,” seunghan actually looks terrified. wonbin smacks his head lightly. “oh, get a grip! so are we doing this or not?”

everyone was still pretty shocked, but you guys nod and start walking to the haunted house.

pair after pair, all of you go inside. first it was seunghan and sohee‘s turn. when they walk out of it, seunghan was laughing but sohee seriously looks like he has seen real ghosts inside. it is the same with shotaro and sungchan. sungchan has the biggest smile on his face but shotaro keeps clinging onto him because he is actually afraid.

after eunseok and anton come out, wonbin and you get ready to go inside.

eunsok and anton both don’t look that bothered so it gives you a good feeling that you won’t be that scared either (you have the same horror tolerance as the two of them). wonbin on the other hand is trying to control himself so no one sees how scared he already is.

“you know some of them run after you with fake knives,” eunseok whispers once we walk past them.

“are you serious?” wonbins eyes look like they might fall out.

eunseok doesn’t reply anything, he just winks and leaves wonbin and you alone in front of the haunted house.

you take a look at wonbin and notice how he’s trying his best to look calm, but he’s failing miserably. his expression is exposing that he’s afraid.

when wonbin feels you intertwining your arms together, he instantly feels at ease. you notice that, which makes you smile.

“ready?”

“no, but let’s go,” wonbin takes one last deep breath and you two start walking into the haunted house.

it’s so dark you guys can barely see anything. there’s something hanging down from the roof, it looks like a spiderweb. all of sudden, you feel something on your head and you scream, scaring wonbin as well. he starts screaming with you.

“WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING??”

“THERE IS SOMETHING ON MY HEAD TAKE IT AWAY!!”

you stop screaming when wonbin pulls you closer. he looks over your head. “there is nothing.” “i swear i felt something.”“well whatever it was, it’s gone now,” wonbin steps back but you notice that he’s holding your hand. trying to play it cool, you clear your throat. “okay let’s move on.”

both of you walk, hand in hand, further into the haunted house. sometimes, there’s a few jumpscares which makes you both scream, but so far, there’s nothing too scary in this haunted house. even wonbin is doing fine.

“it’s not that bad actually,” he says. “i know right. it’s kind of fun,” you admit. “why did you change your mind though?”

“what do you mean?”

“why did you decide that you wanted to go into the haunted house too?”

this question catches wonbin offguard. he takes a few minutes to answer. “do you want me to be honest?”

okay, you think, this is getting deep now. you didn’t expect him to be that serious.

“uhm.. yeah?”

wonbin stops walking and turns around to you, still holding your hand.

“it’s ‘cause i didn’t want anyone else to go with you,” he admits, looking straight into your eyes. “it’s either me or no one. i changed my mind to prove to you that this is how much i like you.. i‘m willing to face my fears for you.”

now this catches you offguard.

wonbin has never said something like that ever before to you. sure, you did think that maybe there’s something true about what the guys have said to you.. wonbin likes you, they said. like, when sungchan came up to you a while ago and said that whenever anyone of them mentions your name, wonbin starts having the biggest smile on his face. of course he tries to hide it but he’s very bad at doing so.

another time, shotaro sat down next to you on the couch and whispered that wonbin has a crush on you. of course you thought that he was joking, but shortly after that, wonbin squeezed himself between the two of you. there was literally no space left but wonbin still didn’t care.

so yeah, you have thought about the possibility of him liking you.. you just never thought that it’s actually true.

the second you open your mouth to say something, your eyes wander to what’s standing right behind wonbin; a clown. smeared with blood all over his face. grinning like crazy. walking closer to you and wonbin.

you start screaming. “OH MY GOD.”

“okay well, you don’t need to make it that obvious that you don’t like me in that way,” wonbin looks down, letting go of your hand.

“SHUT UP AND LOOK,” you grab his shoulders, turning him around so he can see the bloody clown that‘s walking towards you two.

wonbin might have let out a scream that was even louder than yours.

“HOLY SHIT,” he turns back around to you.

you grab his hand. “RUN!”

the two of you start running, not looking back. you don’t even know if the clown is still chasing you, but you don’t care. running while holding hands with wonbin might just be your favorite thing in the world now. he‘s much faster than you so it’s hard for you to keep up with him, but he’s not letting you behind, he’s keeping you close.

arriving at the end of the haunted house, you both stop running. a person wearing a ghost costume approaches you, thanking you both for visiting the haunted house.

walking out of it, you guys are still holding hands. you secretly hope that wonbin will never let go. you don’t want him to.

“thank you for doing this,” you say. “for facing your fears.”

wonbin smiles, but he’s avoiding your gaze.

“this just made me like you way more than i did before. and i already liked you a lot.”

now, wonbin looks at you. his eyes are sparkling. he can’t believe what you just said.

“for you, i would do everything.”

he bends down to give you a short kiss, which leaves you wanting more. you want to keep him this close forever.

“but i won’t ever go to a haunted house again,” wonbin says, smirking against your lips before he kisses you again.

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[stayteezdreams]

Haunted

Plot: You swear your new house is haunted, but Hongjoong doesn't believe you. So you make him sleep over to prove a point

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Gn!Reader (established relationship)

Request: “I’m telling you, I’m haunted.” Requested By: @yourfatherlucifer

Warnings: General creepy ghost stuff. Suggestive Content (kissing) but only for a moment.

Words: ~2.1k

You were humming to yourself as you unpacked various dishes and cooking utensils. It was the first time you were alone in your new place after moving all of your stuff over the last few days.

The bed finally arrived, so you would be staying your first night as well. The house was eerily quiet, and you had an odd feeling in your gut whenever you were alone. But you convinced yourself it was just because it was a new place. You weren't used to it yet, it didn't quite feel like yours yet.

You had been lucky when finding the place at all. Your last landlord didn't allow you to renew your lease due to them selling the building, so you panicked trying to find somewhere to live.

This place came up on your search, and you were surprised no one had snatched it up yet. The rent was reasonable, and the house itself was roomy and nicely built. It was a bit old, but had been remodeled. The landlord had a few houses for rent, but this one was by far the best price.

You thought it was a bit odd, but the landlord seemed pleasant enough, so you didn't question it much, you just felt too relieved too. But as the night would go on, you would start to regret not asking more questions.

Staring down the dimly lit hallway, where you swear you had just heard someone speak, you listened intently. Slowly, you tip toed down the hall, before peering into the rooms. Seeing and hearing nothing, you let out a soft hum of confusion.

Maybe it was just a neighbor, maybe the house isn't soundproofed very well.

It was an excuse that comforted you. Until other things began to happen.

A door that you swore you closed was suddenly open. The light in the living room flickering any time you entered the room. The sound of footsteps when you knew there was no one else in the house.

The most frightening thing to happen though, was when you were putting your stuff away in the bathroom. As you set your toothbrush holder on the counter, your eye caught on something in the mirror. From the corner of your eye, a black figure was standing in the room across the hall behind you.

You gasped as you spun around, only to be left dumbfounded when the room was empty. Without thinking you ran into the room and looked around, half-expecting someone to be there. But when there was no sign of anything or anyone, your heart pounded painfully in your chest.

Walking back into the bathroom, you looked in the mirror, before trying to recreate how you had seen the reflection. Maybe it was just a shadow, or a trick of the light.

No matter how many times you tried, you couldn't seem to see the same thing you had before.

You were officially unsettled, but you tried your best to stay calm. Texting Hongjoong about when he was coming over you hoped he could help you figure out what to do.

What you should have expected however, was not Hongjoong comforting you, but teasing you.

Hongjoong chuckle after you recounted the various things that had been happening.

"You're getting too worked up! It's only because you aren't used to this place yet, and it's still pretty empty so it makes sense that it feels off."

"But I swear I saw someone! And what about the footsteps?"

"It's an old house! Its just the old floorboards."

"The whole place was remodeled, it shouldn't be making those noises."

He grabbed your face as he stared into your eyes. "The house is not haunted, you are just a chicken."

You smacked him on the chest and he laughed before he pulled you into his arms as you leaned back on the couch.

"I'm kidding! But I promise it's not what you think! Its just your overactive imagination."

Even with Hongjoong's confident skepticism, you were still unsettled.

"Can you stay tonight? Until I feel better about this place?"

Hongjoong smiled as he peered down at you. "Hmm? You just want me all to yourself huh? You could have just asked, no need to make up ghost stories."

You pulled away from him as you pouted angrily at him, "I'm not making it up!"

He chuckled before grabbing your face and kissing you. "I'm sorry, I'm just teasing."

You glared at him before you got up, playing your own game.

"It's fine, you don't have to stay."

Hongjoong quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you back to the couch and into his arms.

"Baby!" He whined, "I was just kidding."

You repressed a smile as he started pressing kisses to your face. "I'll stay with you as long as you want me too."

You met his eyes and he pouted. You gave in as a small smile crossed your face. "Promise?"

He nodded, "Yes, I promise."

"Good." You smiled as you hugged him, making him chuckle.

Grabbing your face, he kissed you again, but this time you reciprocated. The kisses were slow and soft, as you held onto each other, getting lost in yourselves.

Just as Hongjoong started pulling at your clothes, a loud bang from down the hall made you both jump in shock.

You and Hongjoong stared at each other for a moment before he rose and slowly walked down the hall.

You watched with bated breath until he came back and smile softly at you. "A box fell over."

"How?" You asked with piqued confusion.

He shrugged nonchalantly, "Was probably not on the table fully."

You knitted your brow and he chuckled as if reading your mind, "It wasn't ghosts!"

"You don't know that." You mumbled and he sighed dramatically before plopping down on the couch again.

He hugged you close to him, "I'm sure it was really nothing okay?"

You met his eyes and he smiled, making you feel a bit better.

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips before smirking. "Now where were we?"

A few hours later as you and Hongjoong were getting ready to go to bed, you had begun to relax. Nothing had happened since the box fell over, and you were starting to take Hongjoong's words as reality.

Until, your eyes caught on a shadow in the hall. You watched it until it slowly disappeared around the corner.

You called out in curiosity. "What are you doing Joon?"

"What?" You heard Hongjoong's voice call out, from the opposite side of the house.

You froze, your heart racing as you realized it had not been him. You swallowed before slowly walking to the door. You peered down the hall where the shadow had come from before running to the kitchen where you had heard Hongjoong's voice.

When you appeared in obvious distress Hongjoong was quick to approach you. When you told him what happened, he told you to stay in the kitchen before he walked back towards the bedroom.

You stood impatiently as you twiddled with your hands, looking around for something heavy in case it was a thief.

Hearing footsteps a few minutes later, you watched as Hongjoong came back with a furrowed brow.

He shook his head. "There's nothing in the house."

You groaned, "Then what was it!"

"Maybe someone passing by outside. Let's make sure all the windows and doors are locked."

You nodded as you did as he said, checking everything thoroughly. Your mind raced as you wondered which would be less frightening. Someone outside the house, or some thing inside.

As you finally lied down in bed, Hongjoong could see your mind racing as you stared at the ceiling.

Facing you, he gently stroked your cheek. "Baby."

"Hongjoong. I'm telling you, I'm haunted."

He almost laughed but repressed it. "You are not haunted."

"Fine. The house is haunted."

He let out a soft laugh this time before he pulled you into his arms. "The house isn't haunted either. You're just scared."

As he cradled you in his arms for a while, you were gently lulled to sleep, though a nervous tension sat in your chest, and even though he wouldn't admit it, Hongjoong was feeling it too.

As Hongjoong's eyes fluttered open, he tried to figure out what had woken him. Glancing at his phone, he noted it was nearly two in the morning.

Turning over, he noticed you were no longer in the bed and something in his stomach twisted.

Sitting up, he heard a soft creak in the hall. His eyes moved to the bottom of the door, where he saw the subtle movement of a shadow underneath. He frowned as he climbed out of bed and towards the door.

As he pulled the door open, he saw your figure move around the corner of the hall and into the living room.

"Baby?" He called out softly, not wanting to scare you.

When you didn't reply he followed after you, worried something had happened. Did you hear something again? Could you not sleep?

As he rounded the corner, he felt his heart jolt as the house was empty. Looking into the kitchen, you were nowhere in sight. He walked to the front door, seeing it was still locked.

Feeling uneasy, he was about to call out for you when your voice came from the hall, "Hongjoong?"

His eyes darted towards the bedroom, and he rushed to the hall, spotting you peering from the bedroom with a confused look.

"What are you doing?" You asked softly.

He stared at you for a moment as he tried to figure out what happened.

"How did you do that?" He asked dumbfounded as he walked back to you.

"Do what?"

As he explained what happened, your expression slowly became more scared, only making him freak out more.

You shook your head. "I was in the bathroom, I didn't come out here."

He swallowed, as his chest grew tight and his heart pounded. Had you been right? Was there really something in this house?

"I told you!" You said with a forceful whisper.

He shook his head, "No, there's gotta be an explanation."

As Hongjoong walked around the house turning on the lights and checking everything you watched him in silence.

When he found nothing he sighed and you shook your head. "What were you hoping to find exactly?"

He sighed as he rubbed his face, "I don't know."

The moment of silence between you was suddenly filled with the sound of the door at the end of the hall creaking open. You and Hongjoong stared at it with silent shock.

Slowly, you reached out and grabbed his wrist in fear as you both held your breath.

In the dark room, you could just make out what appeared to be a person standing in the darkness.

"Hongjoong?"

The voice that called out from the room was your own, or at least an echo of it. Ice ran through your veins as you felt your breath hitch.

"Y/n?"

It was Hongjoong's voice this time, calling out your name, as the figure took a step closer to the door, a creaking floorboard announcing its movement.

Suddenly, Hongjoong grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the front door. No words were spoken as he grabbed his keys and pulled you out of the house. You ran to the car with no other thought than escape.

You didn't know who or what that was lingering in the darkness and there was no way you were going to find out.

It wasn't until you and Hongjoong were heading down the street that you seemed to find your words.

"What the fuck was that!" You said with an exasperated fear.

Hongjoong shook his head as his hands shook with adrenaline and fear.

Reaching over he took your hand. "I don't know, but you are not going back to that house, not alone, and not until it's daytime. We need to find out what the fuck is going on."

You sighed as you leaned your head back, letting the adrenaline and fear course through you.

"My landlord has some explaining to do. There is no way in hell they didn't know something was wrong with that house."

Hongjoong nodded his head as his mind raced. "You're staying with me until we figure this out okay?"

You nodded your head as you squeezed his hand, grateful that he had been with you tonight.

After a few tense moments passed, you peeked over at him.

"Is it too soon to say 'I told you so'?"

xx End xx

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[lixiektty]

intruder — kinktober day seven

word count: 3.5k

warnings/kinks: serial killer!dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, yandere!yeonjun, language, stalking, mentions of murder and blood, unprotected sex, knife play, the smallest bit of degradation(oh god what has happened to me, there used to be so much degrading in my fucking writing), praise and creampie, feel free to let me know if i missed anything!!

author's note: before you read this!! please, please know that i am not romanticizing yandere/stalker or murdering acts in any way, shape or form. this is just fiction, do not take it seriously. :))

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yeonjun found you so interesting, and honestly he was just so fantasized by you. from only the few times he's watched you leave your apartment complex or walking around town running earrings and so on. your smile and the way you carried yourself he admired and wanted you.

capturing you would have made him feel bad, he wanted to get to know you. he needed to know he earned your trust before you found out exactly who he was.

months went by and seeing you was added to his daily schedule. wether that had been right outside your apartment, or following you around when you did your shopping or out with your friends until he knew you were safely home, watching you through the window of your apartment from afar until you rested peacefully.

he started to want more. needing to see more, to know more. the thoughts he had were risky— he was a killer, not a stalker. so the moment he started to look around, trying to see if there was a way he could get onto your patio or if there was a spare key laying around under the rug infront of your door or hiding in the plants, he knew he was going further than he ever would, but it was for you.

it took him a few times to strategize how he was supposed to get inside, and once he did— picking the lock and sometimes coming through the back door leading out to your patio that he had to climb late at night to get to, he made it a once a week thing— two if he wanted.

noises were heard all the time, things were moved and out of place when you'd get home some days. you forced yourself to pretend like it was nothing, joking with your friends saying that you had been getting spooked by some ghost. you should've known it was so much more than that.

crazy thing here was, the two of you were friends now. friends who were overly touchy that at first glance someone would think you're a couple. it was nothing more than a friendship, though you do wish it became something more— that being yeonjun's fantasy as well.

it was a late night, you were just getting home and wanting nothing more than to fall into your bed face first and pass out. the town's killer got his hands on a young boy tonight, the same one that had tried hitting on you before and you rejected him each time.

you heard steps coming from the kitchen, what the fuck. no one was here, no one followed you home, and even after all these times of thinking someone or something was in your house but never before did you hear literal footsteps. this led you to think someone had been living inside your home this entire time with a good hiding spot.

"jun!?" you say, finally coming out and being met with the tall man heading to your sink. he turned slowly once he heard you.

you were glad to see him but then again asked, how did he get in? and why were his hands covered in blood? some splattered on his shirt, along his neck.

"oh— god, what happened to you?" you asked worryingly.

not a word came out of yeonjun's mouth. wasn't sure if he was waiting on you to come and comfort him so he could come up with some bullshit excuse that you would believe or waiting for you to figure it all out on your own.

he didn't even look fazed, having blood on him that's obviously dried up but not from too long along. your eyes trailed down his frame, watching as he didn't move or say a thing and just had this shit eating grin on his face.

"he should've left you alone the first time you said no." is what he finally says after a full minute of you just standing there.

what was he on about? you laughed awkwardly. you tried not to let your mind go the way it wanted to, wanting to yell and scream from the top of your lungs that choi yeonjun is the town's killer. but no... that couldn't be.

but then again...

that call from chae after last year's graduate party, crying and mumbling out things that were too incorhent to even make out until she began pleading and begging you to find beomgyu. even months after she believed that he was living and well, but it's been near a year and still no one's been able to trace him.

the whole soobin thing and him claiming to be attacked not even an hour after he took you out on a date. you thank god everyday he made it out and didn't end up like the rest of them, the cuts and bruises painted all over his skin stay in your mind forever though.

just more and more things to add to the build up and now... that boy. it was all yeonjun. and now with you adding all the things up, you realized that a lot of the killings were people you've seen around before and the boys that had all been killed were ones you talked to you. it all made sense now.

you were in shock, stuck in place with tears swelling in your eyes. what could you even say? or do? this was almost bound to be your last breath, because even considering you were yeonjun's closest and most likely only friend you weren't sure what he would do. especially after being such a hot topic for a while, he was insane.

the expression he wore on his face was so unreadable, a mixture of proudness, maybe a little bit of anger and lust. it was a weird combination and you had no idea how to feel with him looking your way like that.

not to mention, he was in your home. how did he get in here and why didn't he let me know he was coming? you hadn't kept the door unlocked or gave him a key.

the longer you stood there and let your thoughts overwhelm you, puzzling everything together and realizing how gullible and not smart enough you were all this time. yeonjun has been in my house all along.

"oh— oh god," you finally say, feeling sick at your stomach.

you wanted to be mad at him, you did. but right now you were so scared, he still was carrying around the adrenaline he gained from killing that poor boy— anything could happen.

"y/n," he says.

you back away slowly, trying to watch your movements as he walked your way, "no— stay the fuck away from me!"

this didn't stop him though, he was still walking towards you. unlucky enough for you, the wall not far behind you was now against your back. this was the end, you thought.

you started to squeal, hoping that anyone around you will be able to hear and hurry and get down here as quick as possible. yeonjun just let you, not bothered at the fact that you could get him caught right now.

"stay away! sta—" you try to scream again and before you could even get a full one out, yeonjun pins you to the wall and covers your mouth, pocket knife up against your throat.

"the louder you scream the more you'll just turn me on, sweetheart," yeonjun admits.

he peered down at you like his prey, dark eyes you had never seen before.

it's not like you haven't wanted to do something, anything with this man. he looked like that and your genuinely close friendship caused the feelings to worsen.

he was just so different now even though he's been the same person all along, you just got to met that side of him before the other.

you whimpered underneath his hand, the one still covered in the blood from that school boy. the smell was in evident, everything in you trying to hold your breath and not freak out entirely especially with this blade so close to your throat. you were doing decent for someone who was in a room alone with a killer.

"you look so cute, all scared," yeonjun said, voice low and watching your eyes move around frantically.

he felt bad for frightening you the way he did, your poor tears falling down onto his hand. a soft gentle kiss was planted on your temple as a way of trying to calm you down, he knew you always had a soft spot for him.

"i don't want to hurt you y/n, and i won't," he says, in a tone that was more cheery than before— just like how it was when the two of you would hang out. he really was two different people in one, "just as long as you can keep this between us."

the minute he got out of here you were going to run to your phone and call the police, turning him in for not only all the murders but breaking and entering, stalking you for god knows how long.

his hand slowly slid off your face, finally, you thought and let out a deep breath. he held onto your neck gently, hand replacing where the blade just was. that only just making you feel a way. fuck.

he smirked once he saw the reaction he got out of you. watery eyes no longer watery and a gasp leaving you. he only went a bit tighter once he saw what it did to you.

"do we have a deal, y/n?" he asked, in a low voice again. so pleased with how he had you wrapped around his finger so tight that even after finding out all he did, you still didn't let go.

he won't kill me if i give him something. if i don't say anything to anyone about who yeonjun is and fuck him then he won't kill me, right?

so you let your mind take control and, "i— i won't say anything," you say, "just fuck me."

you felt like a complete idiot saying that— not turning in your hot serial killer of a best friend all for some dick. you had no shame though, letting yeonjun lift you with ease and smash his lips against yours.

the man smelt like he had been outside for a while, the cool fall air sticking to him. cheeks cold but the rest of his skin warm. you wondered how you even managed to attract someone like him, especially the most known person in town right now.

your body hit the mattress and once it did, his was hovering over you being closer than he's ever had been before. butterflies grew in your stomach as he traveled your clothed body, getting closer and closer to your jeans until he was able to get a hand on the button, stripping you from the denim slowly— other pieces of fabric on you removed soon after.

"your body is so beautiful, you know," he mumbled into the skin of your tummy, "i don't want to go too far but, small little scars on your body so you can remember how well i treat you would just look so good. you'd want no one else after."

yeonjun slide the blade softly against you, not puncturing any skin just brushing the cold sliver along your stomach. he only kept this in hand just incase you ended up trying something, doubt you would he just needed to make sure.

having it while being above your naked body also just made him think that he had a knife kink himself, wanting nothing more than to hear those moans of pain and pleasure of the blade sinking into your skin.

"you'd wear them so well," he said before flipping you around.

he began stripping his own clothes from his body, starting off with his shoes bloody button up and ending with his pants. your ass looked so good like this, he always loved the way you'd either sleep in short shorts or a thong and sleeping on your stomach. the blanket would slip off throughout the night, exposing your cheeks well enough to let him see and get him off for the time being.

now he has you, he actually has you and he wasn't gonna take that for granted. nor was he going to allow anything to get in between the two of you.

his hands rubbed your bare ass, massaging it before pulling himself out and sliding his cock against it. you felt just how big he was and knew you were in for a treat, he just looked like he was big. his tall stature and just the way he carried himself, you always forced yourself to look away when he'd come out in sweats specifically the grey ones.

to finally be able to feel this had you going crazy, and now you were begging him to fill you up.

he made your wish come true, prodding at your entrance with the head of his cock and soon pushed in with ease. you let out a satisfied sigh, moaning right after once yeonjun was fully in.

"jesus— fuck, yeonjun," you curse, clenching around him so tight that you forced yeonjun to let out a sound of his own even though he tried keeping quiet to hear you.

"shit— y/n," yeonjun moans out, getting a few more thrusts in before continuing on with his sentence, "i've been waiting to feel this pussy since the day i saw you, face all cute and innocent but your skimpy clothes saying otherwise."

his veiny cock slid out of your velvet walls slowly, yeonjun thrusting in with force and continuing on with this cycle to hear those moans wanting to leave your throat.

"don't hide those sounds, angel. let me hear how i make you feel," yeonjun said breathily in your ear.

soon, yeonjun's hips picked up their pace to pound roughly and fast into you. your legs were spasming— yeonjun getting straight to the point so quick that it had caught you off guard.

you said things and made sounds that you didn't even know could come out of you. like talking yeonjun through what to do so he knew what exactly you needed to get to your high and make you feel good.

your moans echoed off the walls and you tried your best to hear yeonjun, but just couldn't. not only was he quiet, the skin slapping along with your noises overpowered the sounds he made. oh to just hear him, you knew he felt way too good at the moment.

after watching you do just about anything, he waited for the day when he finally got to be inside you. you'd play with yourself and end up getting frustrated because your fingers weren't enough, honestly yeonjun would've thought you had a boyfriend to satisfy your needs with how beautiful and captivating you were— even if you did, you wouldn't have one anymore. at least not anyone who's not yeonjun.

the tip of his cock brushed up against your spot, needing him to do it again, and again, and again.

which he did— not on purpose, but when realizing he finally found exactly where you need him, you moaning uncontrollably and clutching onto the comforter of your bed, he thrusted up repeatedly demanding to hear more from you.

"can you take my load? like the good girl you are, i know you can," yeonjun comments, kissing up your spine and between your shoulder blades.

your sweaty bodies were pressed close together, skin sticky and wanting nothing more than a release. this ball of guilt was eating inside you, fucking this monster who has hurt so many, the guy who tried killing your childhood friend, the one who had been watching you all this time— creeping around your house before you even met him.

it was wrong. totally wrong yet you couldn't help yourself, it felt too good. and the longer it went on, his long cock breaking you open, your arousal dripping down the length of it and down to his balls.

"this can be a forever thing baby, i know you'll miss my cock every single day you go without it," yeonjun suggests, "you just got to keep your pretty mouth shut and nothing bad will happen."

"pro— promise?" you ask, tears swelling in your eyes again. how could you really even trust him anymore?

"i promise, baby," he says with a few more kisses on your back before turning your head around enough to kiss him messily.

you wanted something with him. you always have. his whole lifestyle stressed you out though, you would do anything to get him to stop and you have no idea what exactly that would be.

"mark me," you mumbled softly, not loud enough for yeonjun to make out.

he hummed, asking you to repeat yourself, which you did, "mark me up, give me those scars you were talking about."

hearing this come from you pleased him, like nothing else before. you didn't know if he was actually going to go through with it, still fucking into you roughly. that was until you felt this burn on the back of your thigh, the cold air circulating around your room was all that cooled it slightly.

"how's that?" he asked, holding you tightly.

he waited to continue until he heard your answer. the wet squelching sounds was all he needed at the point, noticing how you grew wetter the moment the cold blade was against you.

"good, honey?" he asked again, kissing your back and placing the blade elsewhere, on your right asscheek this time, "getting all wet from having me fuck your skin up, how filthy."

you whine, another cut placed into your skin. yeonjun didn't try to be careful with his thrusts either, hitting both of the wounds in your skin each time harder than the last.

the slight blood that dribbled out of the wounds stamped onto yeonjun's pelvis. he was so used to seeing blood, feeling and having to clean so much that it didn't even faze him.

his hand held tightly onto the knife just to trail it along your skin, moving up to face and pushing your hair out of the way with it. you open your eyes and watch as he moves it past your cheeks smoothly, not a bit of fear found in your eyes anymore... surprisingly.

"how do you feel, tell me," he demanded, blade on your neck.

"so good, junnie~ it's all so good," you struggle even speaking with the pleasure you were feeling.

yeonjun pounded you into the mattress relentlessly, never letting go and fucking you deeply. to finally feel this had him feeling so euphoric, so drunk on your pussy he knew he'd never be able to get enough.

it wasn't long until you felt yeonjun twitch inside of you, setting you off and treating you to one of the best and most mind blowing orgasms you've ever had. yeonjun followed you, groaning out and cursing like a mad man.

he pounded his cum back into you as it started leaking out not wasting any, he made sure of it. the fullness you felt was mind blowing, wanting nothing more than to feel this feeling all the time.

"we waited way too long to do that," he admits out of breath, hips haulted into you then sitting up straight as he waited to come down.

"with all this time you've been practically living with me, i'm surprised you hadn't tried fucking me in my sleep," you poke fun at him. part of you was scared that now that you know who and what yeonjun is, you couldn't even play around and joke with him like before.

to your surprise, he let out a soft giggle pulling out of you and turning your body back around so you were on your back, "oh, i wouldn't. don't be silly," he brushes his fingers along your cheek, "i would have never wanted to hurt you."

his sharp gaze and evil grin caught your attention. it was like he wanted to take care of you but also did in fact want to hurt you— not in a way you thought though.

the man was an intruder, letting himself into your home before you even got the chance to and here you were falling for this killer. how much worse could this get.

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[blossominghunnie]

𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

Day 1

Pairing: Kim Sunwoo x fem!oc

Genre: Horror, angst, established relationship

Summary: An interesting and horrific haunted house experience.

Warning: Blood, injuries, cussing, mention of spiders

Notes: Day 1! I decided that I’ll use an oc instead of reader. 🤠

“Come on, Sun! It will be fun.” Chae pouted looking at her boyfriend.

“Yeah, because it is fun to get scared by strangers.” He sarcastically said.

“Oh, don’t be like that! And I bet it isn’t that scary.”

“I don’t believe that. I know this is one of the scariest haunted houses in the country.”

“And how do you know that?” The girl questioned.

“Because you told me a few days ago.”

“Dammit.” She cussed and crossed her arms. “Pleaseee baby, it’s not like something is going to happen to us. Eric came last year with Eun and they were fine.”

“Let me think about it… no.”

“Sunwooo.” She whined. “I’ll buy dinner.”

“Keep talking.”

Chae sighted. “And we can go on that ride you wanted to go, even if I’m afraid of heights.”

“You’re the best, baby!” He gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Hmm.” She rolled her eyes playfully. “I hate you.”

“We both know that’s not true.” He hugged her and gave her a peck in the lips.

“Come on, babe.” She took his hand and their journey through the house began.

They entered alone since their group of friends were already ahead of them.

The house had a couple of rooms, it wasn’t that big but you could get easily lost.

They walked through the first room, it was dark, the only thing illuminating was a lamp on the corner.

Chae looked around trying to see if there was anything that could potentially scare them or just Sunwoo, everyone knew he was a scaredy cat.

As they were reaching the other door across the room, she began feeling cold.

“Are you cold, too?” She asked her boyfriend.

“Yeah, but it’s weird. All the windows are closed.”

After a moment, they looked at each other.

“You know that means there is a spirit around, right?” The brown haired nodded. “Come on, Sun. Let’s go to another room.”

“C-Chae?”

“Yeah?”

“There is something there.” He pointed to another corner. “It’s watching us.”

“Oh my god.” The girl walked faster, practically dragging Sunwoo. Opening and closing the door quickly once they were near it and took a deep breath.

“Let’s keep going, we have four rooms left.” The boy didn’t say anything and just clung to her right arm.

They reached the door down the hall and entered.

It was peach black as well, but there were two lanterns shining brightly on the floor. They grabbed them and continued.

Everything was okay until Chae felt something fell on her hair. Scared, she stopped walking and reached for it. It looked like spider webs, which made her scream, she hated spiders.

“What happened, love? What’s that?” Sunwoo asked preoccupied.

“I-it’s a spider web. But it looks abnormally big.” Her face turned white as a sheet. “Please tell me there isn’t a huge spider above us.”

The boy pointed at the ceiling and quickly lowered the light.

“There definitely isn’t a huge spider above us.”

“Sunwooo, you need to lie better.” She whined.

“I’m sorry, babe. But I’m nervous.”

“I know. But anyway, how are we going to escape without us being its next victim?”

“Let’s duck there and wait until it moves further.”

They quietly squatted and crawled towards the coach that was in the middle of the room.

They could hear like a tapping sound near them. When it was far enough they ran as fast as they could but Sunwoo got trapped in the sticky substance.

“Chae! Chae! Chae! Help me.” He shouted in despair.

“Oh my god! Give me a second, Sun!”

She turned around and jumped the webs that were laying on the floor until she was next to him.

“Let’s get out of here first.”

Since he was covered from head to toe, she grabbed his arm and pulled him, guiding him to the exit.

“Holy shit, that was horrible.” She spoke as soon as they were out.

“Tell me about it.”

The boy wiped his eyes and face with his hands and pouted.

“This is never coming off.”

“I don’t think so.” His girlfriend giggled. “Come on, two more and we’re done.”

“Can’t we just look for a way out?” Sunwoo asked pleadingly. “They keep getting worse and worse.”

“Okay, let’s do that and if we can’t find it we’ll have to keep entering the rooms.”

“Nooo, I don’t want to.”

“I know you don’t want either but if it’s the only way out we won’t have a choice.”

The boy just sighted. “Fine.”

They walked for a while, looking for the Exit sign that this houses normally have.

Not finding it, they looked through some doors, quickly closing them when they saw something creepy.

“This is taking foreveeer.” Sunoco whined.

“I know. Oh! Look!” Just a few feet away was a big door that had spray painted the word “Exit”.

“This seems suspicious but at this point, I don’t care.” Chae had a point but the pair was exhausted and just wanted to leave the place.

“Let’s just be careful and quick.” She nodded.

They entered the room that had led red lights all over the edge of the ceiling. They strutted towards the other door that was a little far away. They could see that it was the real exit since it had a glass window that looked to the fair.

Sighting in relief, they continued but halfway through they heard a sinister giggle.

“What’s that?” The brown haired asked in a hushed tone.

“I don’t know, but I don’t want to find out.”

Turns out, it was a person wearing a mask and holding a bat.

They charged at the pair, making them scream in fear.

“Hurry up, hurry up!”

Chae saw the bat almost hitting her right arm, and leaped to the left. Since she wasn’t looking where she jumped, she landed hard on her left foot, making her wince in pain.

“Come on, babe!”

“Ow! I can’t walk!” She cried. “My ankle hurts.” She had tears on her eyes.

Sunwoo stopped running and carried her on his arms.

And after what it felt like hours, they were able to leave the house, without dying.

“We’re not going to enter another haunted house, ever.”

“Agreed.”

“Now, let’s take you to the hospital and then order take out, okay?”

The girl nodded, hugging her boyfriend by the neck. “Thank you, Sun.”

“Anytime, love.”

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