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lysyuta · 6 years

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;Truth or Dare (01)

nct dream (ft. lucas) halloween au

words — 1,907

warnings — cursing, spooky stuff (eventually)

summary — you and your friends love a good spook, but when you all download an app that seems take over your life, you all get a little more spook then you were hoping for this halloween.

a/n — this chapter is shorter than the rest of them! the rest of them are about 3k words :)

October 15th, 8:58 p.m.

You laid in your bed, using one hand to scroll through your phone while you brought the other one to your mouth, biting on one of the nails—a small habit that you had. It was 8:58 p.m. Your parents had already gone to bed, your younger brother had gone in his room, and by the gaming noises you heard, he wasn’t sleeping just yet. The lights were off, the only source of light coming from the street light across the street that was showing through your closed blinds.

Then you heard it. The sound of scratching. Maybe it’s nothing. You thought to yourself. You almost believed that, but then you kept hearing it. It wasn’t coming from your brother’s room, so where was it coming from? You were about to ignore it, thinking that it was probably just a tree branch brushing against your window, but then you heard a louder noise. It sounded like soft banging.

You gasped, getting shocked by the sudden loud noise. You clicked your phone off before putting it down on your bed, freezing when the loud noise sounded again. You almost thought that it was loud enough for the whole house to hear, but by the way your parents, nor your brother hadn’t come into your room to complain about the noise, they didn’t hear it.

You slowly stood up, tracking the source of the sound to your closed window. You could feel your heart rate speed up as you slowly walked over to it, moving the curtain out of the way so you could take a peek outside.

You almost had a heart attack when you saw a light brown-headed boy perched up on a branch of the big tree that stood against your house. When the two of you made eye contact, you sighed in relief, opening your window.

“Are you crazy? Do you—“ You didn’t get to finish your sentence before the boy spoke over you. “Yeah, yeah. Can you help me inside before you start yelling?” You rolled your eyes before grabbing his arm and helping him get inside through your window.

“Lee Donghyuck, what the hell?!” You say to your friend as soon as he gets inside safely. “Do you know how scared I was?”

“Get used to it. It’s October, you know what that means.” He smiles at you before sitting down at your desk, plugging his phone charger into your computer before plugging his phone in. “I’m gonna do whatever possible to give you the spooks.”

You found yourself rolling your eyes again. “You couldn’t scare me last halloween, so what makes you think you can scare me this time?” You asked him, walking over to your bed and sitting down.

Just then, your phone went off with a notification—loudly—beside you, causing you to jump, letting out a soft squeal. You looked up at Donghyuck, seeing him chuckle. “I don’t even have to try.” He smiles, looking at his phone.

“You know, you could always use the front door.” You tell your friend. “Where’s the fun in that?” He asks you. Lee Donghyuck loved taking risks. He loved doing things that could get him in trouble, or worse. He loved to get his adrenaline going.

Lee Donghyuck was the reason that you almost got arrested for trespassing along a cliff once, but he was also the reason that you overcame your fear of heights that same day. And running from the cops while adrenaline was pumping through your veins was a great experience for you. That was when you understood why Donghyuck was so into taking risks.

“My parents are spending the night at my aunt’s house, so I decided to come here and surprise my best friend.” Donghyuck (or Haechan, his childhood nickname) spoke, putting his phone down and looking at you. “That? Or you decided to come here since you were too scared to be by yourself at home?” You teased.

“Very funny. Do you know who I am?” He chuckled. “I’m not scared of anything.”

“Lies. You’re scared of Mark when he’s angry.”

“Okay, maybe I’m scared of one thing.”

You laughed, not too loud since you didn’t want to wake your parents. “Can you blame me? He’s super scary when he’s mad.”

October 16th, 12:34 p.m.

“I’m just saying that maybe this year we should do something fun for Halloween.” Haechan says, as he sits down at your lunch table, along with one of your other friends.

“Really? So last year at y/n’s house wasn’t fun to you?” One of your friends, Jeno speaks. You tuned into their conversation. You were already sitting at the table with another friend (Renjun) before the two of them sat down.

Haechan rolled his eyes. “Yeah, because playing with a ouija board while y/n’s mom came to check up on us every five minutes was super fun.” He says, sarcastically.

“Hey, it’s not my mom’s fault that she doesn’t trust me to be alone with you idiots for too long.” You pitched into the conversation, causing your friends to giggle.

The table was filled with Haechan and Jeno suggesting ways for you all to spend your Halloween while you ate. “A haunted house is kinda—“

“Oh, here they come! Here they come!” Haechan cuts Jeno’s sentence, speaking over him as he looked to the 2 people who were walking over to your table.

It was your friends, Jaemin and Somi. They were a couple, having been dating for about a year now (with a small break in between).

Jaemin hit the back of Haechan’s head before sitting down beside him, while Somi sat beside you. “Do you really have to do that every time you see us together?” Jaemin asked his friend as he picked up his fork and started eating.

“Since you guys are dating, I have a right, as your friend, to hype you up whenever I see you two. Just think of me as your number one hype man.” Haechan explains, earning another hit from Jaemin.

“Y/n deserves a hype man too.” Somi speaks, looking at you and smiling. You smiled back at her before Haechan spoke again. “Well, when y/n finds a guy that isn’t a complete asshole, I’ll hype them up forever.” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Look, there goes an asshole right there.” The boy says, and you follow his eyes to see Lee Minho. He was a boy in your grade who you had dated a while ago, and he completely broke your heart.

You quickly kicked your best friend under the table, getting him to be quiet. “And when you find a girl that isn’t a complete bitch, I’ll make sure to tell how how much of an idiot you are.”

October 16th, 3:05 p.m.

School was finally done for the day. You wanted to go home and rest, but you had planned to go get pizza with your friends after school. You sat on a bench in front of the school, waiting for the rest of your friends to get out.

You felt someone lightly tug your hair from behind, and you turned around, being faced with your younger brother, who was laughing. “It’s not funny.” You groaned, playfully slapping his arm as he sat beside you.

“Are we still going for pizza?” He asks. “Sorry, kid. Sophomores aren’t allowed.” You joked, giggling once he rolled his eyes. “I’m a Junior!” He groans.

“Y/n stop being so mean. You know Jisung is always invited with us.” You heard Jeno’s voice as he walks in front of you, smiling at your brother. “Thank you. I’m glad you’re nicer than Y/n.” Your brother looks at you, sticking his tongue out, childishly.

Once all of your friends had gathered together, you made your way to a local pizza spot. You and a lot of people from school came here often. It was a nice place to relax and eat after school.

“So, I was thinking.” Renjun starts, placing his hands on the table. “Why don’t we do an escape room? That’ll be fun, right?”

“An escape room? No way. What’s scary about an escape room?” Jaemin says.

“How about we go to that abandoned toys r us by Jeno’s house?” Somi suggests. “I heard from someone that’s it’s really haunted there.”

“Did someone say haunted?” A voice speaks. You all look up to see Mark, another friend of yours. “You didn’t hear it from me, but y/n’s house is super haunted.”

Mark Lee was a year above you. He had a part-time job at the pizza place, which is why he was there. He had known you and Haechan since you both were little, having lived on the same street as the two of you. Mark Lee loved to tease you. It was like his job. Between him and Haechan, you got teased almost everyday.

You rolled your eyes at the boy. “It is not! Just because we did that dumb ouija board thing in there does not mean it’s haunted.” You explained. “Stop trying to scare me.”

“Oh, right. Hearing doors closing and floors creaking when no ones home certainly doesn’t mean that your house is haunted or anything.” Mark rolls his eyes right back at you.

“It’s not—“

“Wait,” Jisung starts. “You hear doors closing too? I thought it was just me.”

“Jisung don’t try to scare me either. It’s not fun—“

“I’m serious! That day you went to Haechan’s house to study and I was home alone, I was on my laptop and I heard a cupboard in the kitchen slam closed. When I went to check it out, there was no one there.” Jisung continues. “And then when I went back into my room, my laptop was closed. I didn’t close it before I left the room.”

Your jaw dropped. Was your house really haunted? Your heart rate increased as you thought more about it. Your house...the house that you sleep in every night...was haunted?

“HA! Do you see her face? She totally fell for it.” Mark laughs, high-fiving your brother before walking away to serve a table. You groaned, falling for his teasing, once again. “It’s so fun messing with Y/n.” Jisung smiles, as everyone at the table laughs.

“So I guess we’re going to that toys r us then.” Haechan says, and everyone agrees.

“It’ll be so fun!” Your brother smiles.

“No way. You’re not going.” You tell him, seeing as the smile dropped right off his face. “Why not? Mom says you have to take me with you whenever you go out with your friends!” Jisung points out.

“You can’t come with us Jisung. We’re going to have to find a way into that place, which could be dangerous. And it’ll be really scary.” You explain.

“Y/n stop babying him.” Renjun tells you. “He can handle it. He’s only a year younger than us.”

“But he—“ “But nothing. He can come with us.” Haechan speaks over you, causing you to huff.

You hated when Jisung got involved in potentially dangerous things that you did with your friends. You didn’t want him to be like you guys. Of course, you wanted him to be fearless and have courage, but there’s a difference between being fearless and being outright stupid.

You and your friends were most definitely stupid.

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