It was mid-October, and the chatter of this year's Halloween party adding like wildfire around the company. People were trying to figure out each other's Halloween costumes and when and where the party will be held this year, but the main topic was...
This year's costumes!
Everyone was so expected. Halloween was the only day that the company wasn't breathing down everyone's neck, and it was a breath of fresh air, especially after how busy everyone has been since the boys have been on tour in the US.
The event was always held in the commons area; everyone would pitch in for snacks and drinks, regardless of position. But, as you would know, It was many about alcohol. Everyone could get drunk and loosen up after a hard-working summer.
You were pacing your hotel room, nibbling at your lower lip; you had ye, angrily. Everyone else had already bought theirs and cool props to go with it. Even Mingi had him, and everyone knew he was always late.
You were fighting a battle with yourself.
Am I a ghost this year?
Rabbit? NO! not.
I should cosplay. But what?
" ugh, why is this so hard?" you uttered angrily, scrolling through Pinterest to get some outfit ideas or see something that might strike your eye that you might want to buy.
It was so hard because you wanted to wear something that would impress two particular people.
As of late, you've been trying to spike their fancy and get them to notice you. You've worked with Ateez for a few years and like them—more than you'd like to admit. However, you were unsure of their status because they had yet to present, even though you were around the same age. They were late-bloomers despite hoongjoon being older than all of Ateez.
Which the other members who have presented are sure to tease him about. How come the second to oldest still needs to be present?
It wasn't just hoongjoon that had yet to present. Mingi was well despite being the third to youngest and hasn't shown any signs of presenting anytime soon. He told you how it was embarrassing being the second tallest member and still not knowing what he would be.
You related to him in a way, and you always felt like your classification always put a damper on your life. You've always been able to pass as a beta, even though you were an omega. You wouldn't have been able to get as close to boys as you did if the company knew anything about you being an omega.
When you first started, it was unacceptable for omegas to work with idols because of risks with heats, and some omegas will purposefully not take their meds to try and get the idols to attack them and try to get the Alpha to mate them.
But, in your predicament, you wanted to be the hairstylist to your best friend, San.
You've always loved doing hair, and San hasn't trusted anyone else with his hair, so when San made it into ateez, he helped you get the job.
"What do you plan on wearing for the Halloween party?" San asked you excitedly.
You and him tried hard to find good costumes, but neither could find one. Then an idea popped into your head.
"Chucky's bride!" You nearly screamed.
San was barely able to stay in his skin from the scream; he looked at you surprised and snickered softly,
"Who is who?" he joked.
You giggled.
"Well, I'm Chucky, of course!" you teased, smiling brightly at him as he rolled his eyes at you knowing better than you to argue with you over something you want to do.
The boys had learned that arguing with you is like arguing with a brick wall.
SO! you were going to be Chucky, and... San's hair was blonde anyway.
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I’ve edited this part so read until this section is done
" It's so crazy that the 13th was on a Friday this month! It was so fucking scary, just like Friday the fucking 13th," Jongho said.
As Hongjoon let out a disapproval sound at the youngest cussing, he hated hearing Jongho cuss because he still viewed him as a baby. The youngest rolled his eyes and laughed softly. He knew it pissed Hongjoon off, but it was so funny to see him get upset with Jongho.
To you, it was adorable... his face would scrunch up cutely, and he would ball up his fist next to his side and bounce them off slightly while stamping his right foot was adorable.
You snickered softly as they started to bicker a bit; you saw San setting the commons area up with some of the staff and the rest of ateez.
Mingi was helping Yeosang hang some decorations; San was putting the snacks on the table with the staff while wooyong was lying on the couch. So you decided to watch Mingi and Yeosang hang up things.
" need some help?" You asked them
They both snicker a bit, which makes you frown; you know nowhere a little on the short side, but that doesn't mean you still can't help.
" Thanks love, but we're good," Mingi says, using the nickname he usually calls you to keep your violent impulse at bay.
You roll your eyes and nod your head. You'd get him later and Yeosang as well. After that, it was your turn to pick the movies you'd most defiantly get them back.
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And this
You nearly jumped out of your skin from the scream that rang in your ears, it wasn’t from the jump-scare on the screen, or the terrible actor pretending to be afraid, oh no. It was from Song Mingi himself. You turned to face the other as you gave him a sly smirk. After all…you told him you'd get him back for teasing you.
He didn't believe you.
"Awe, Mingi, are you scared? " You teased
Mingi's body goes stiff, and he glares down at you, which sent a shiver down your spine. You've never shivered like that because of any of the boys; the glare the other gave you was cold, harsh and intimating but… also confusingly sensual, it made you sweat at little, was a little frightened but the fear felt…nice?
You broke eye contact with mingi and looked back at the movie. Then, you heard a chuckle on the other side of your body. You knew it was hongjoong, which made you want to sink into the floor. He must have seen the whole interaction with mingi; it was him, you, and mingi on the side of the couch with the rest of Ateez spread out around the rest of the sofa, but mingi and hongjoon decided to sandwich you between them.
Mingi was still looking down at you while your entire body started to burn with embarrassment; why was he staring at you so much? It was beginning to make you warm…no... you were a blaze.
"Heh, you gonna stare at me the whole movie." You mocked.
Mingi didn't laugh. However, he did lean closer to you to look you directly in the eyes.
"you think this is funny, huh?" He grumbled with a soft growl.
Your body went stiff as you broke eye contact with him once again. The look mingi was giving you made your entire body feel like it was on fire, and hongjoon's taunting giggling made it worse. You could feel your chest heaving in deep breaths, your chest tighten, throat becoming dry and vocal; cord straining from the harsh gulps you were taking as your forehead broke out into a sweat.
What the hell was wrong with you? Why did you start to feel like this all of a sudden?
Your body felt like an inferno ! like someone just tossed a lit match into your stomach, making your body engulf into flames and it just kept getting hotter, and hotter.
You felt like your body would cave from the heat as you start to sweat a bit for and feel the urge to pass out.
You let out a small huff in pain; your stomach started to churn and burn as heat spread throughout your abdomen outwards.
Hongjoong noticed your distress and gently touched your thigh, which had nothing to cover since you were in a skirt. Your body went stiff, and you released a soft, anxious sigh.
" you okay, sweetheart?" he asked softly as you shook your head. Then, his eyebrow frowns in worry.
"What's wrong with you?" he questions softly.
You shook your head and took your other hand to stand up, but mingi pushed you back against the couch.
Mingi looked down at you with concern,” are you alright, your body feels like it’s on fire.” He tells you worriedly as he pushes your forehead to his right cheek to check your temperature, once his face got closed to yours his pupils go small as his jaw goes slack and he grabs you up and give you a crazed look before uttering,
"You smell so divine…” he grumbled as Joong added,”just heavenly…”
your body starts to go weak, your muscles intense, jaw going slack as you sink into the couch as his soothing voice sends your once working brain straight to mush…
This is going to be a long night…
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Thank you so much for reading my very first fan-fiction!! This was so much fun to write and I hope you’ll stick around for my other stories!
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