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hooking up with the guy you’re neutral towards isn’t how you expected your night to go, especially dressed as a pumpkin…

pairing | jeon jungkook x reader  genre/warnings | halloween costumes gone wrong, smut, FLUFF SOMEHOW IDEK ANYMORE words | 6,406

author’s note | lowkey am questioning myself after this one… but thank you @keehyung for giving me the idea—although I warped it so much haha. For reference, Jungkook is wearing this…hot, right? 

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My Home is Your Home.

Summary: You let a stranger into your home, but people aren’t always who they seem to be.

Pairing: Johnny Suh x Y/N

Genre: Supernatural, Vampire AU, Horror

Warnings: Suggestive language

Word count: 2.2k

A/N: Happy Halloween 🎃 ~

“Are you sure you don’t want a ride?” Your coworker said as he turned the lock and tugged the door, ensuring it was sealed. “It’s just not safe for you to go home on your own. It’s only a few blocks but a car ride will get you home faster.”

“I will be okay.” You assured your coworker. “Go and enjoy your Halloween party.”

He put a hand on his hip and sighed. “You are so stubborn.”

“I’m also a trained fighter.” You said as you lightly squeezed his arm and started walking in the direction of your family home. “I’ll see you next week! Happy Halloween!”

You stuffed your hands in both pockets and scurried across the street. The wind chill hit you like a brick wall and you nearly gasped. It was freezing. But you didn’t let that slow you down. You reached the crosswalk and began to cross when you saw- or you thought you saw a shadow rush by you. But when you looked around to assess your surroundings, you saw only the familiar houses and streets of your neighborhood.

You assumed it to have been a bird or a bat and continued with your walk.

After a few seconds, the house came into view. In the driveway, was your beloved Beemer. The battery died the day before and your parents wouldn’t be home for another three days. Realizing your condo was fifteen miles away from your job, you decided you would stay at your parents’ place until they returned and your father could fix your car.

You loudly sighed once you stepped into the warm house and closed the door shut, waiting for the whirring of the lock before you began to take off your shoes and coat.

You were waiting patiently as the kettle boiled water for your tea when you heard the doorbell ring. You slightly flinched, very confused because you were not expecting guests and it was very much so past trick or treating hours.

You walked to the door and could see the frame of a tall man. You hesitated before opening the door, unsure about the choice you were set to make.

Once the door opened, your eyes widened and you froze.

His look was…unique. He was very handsome, but something was missing. You just couldn’t seem to figure out what it was. Nevertheless, he was breathtaking. He stood at no less than 6 feet and 2 inches tall. His jet black hair brought out his porcelain skin and matched his half-lidded stare.

Long, dark fitted jeans, a black button up and a black leather jacket. His fashion sense was impressive but you couldn’t understand how he wasn’t shivering in the cold.

“Um..hi.” You said meekly. You could barely form a wave but didn’t pay that any mind.

“Hello.” He spoke and you felt your entire body perk up again. What was this feeling? “I don’t mean to bother and I know it’s a shot in the dark, but my car engine just went out and I can’t get any tow company to come out to this part of town at this hour.”

You stared at him, mouth agape, but said nothing. You hadn’t realized he wasn’t speaking anymore until he waved a hand in front of you.

“Oh! You need a place- a place to stay?” You stammered, embarrassment consuming you from the inside out.

The man smiled and nodded.

You started to shiver due to the cold wind and knew you couldn’t let this man spend the night in his car.

“Of course!” You opened the door wider and turned to walk back towards the kitchen. “I am making some tea, would you like some?” You half shouted once you were in front of the kettle.

There was no answer, so you walked back to the door. There, he still stood, with his hands in his pockets and looking around as if he were waiting for something in particular.

“Are you not going to come in?” You asked him sweetly.

“Oh, you invited me in?” He asked, seemingly confused.

You made a face at him. “Um yes, I am inviting you in. Now please come in and close the door.” You walked back to the kitchen without waiting for his response, but you heard the door close and the whirring of the lock within seconds.

“This is a beautiful home.” The man said as he entered the kitchen and stood by your side. You felt your stomach tighten at the non existent space between you and the attractive stranger, but you tried your best to appear unfazed.

“Thank you.” You said as you reached up high for an extra mug. The man moved to get it for you, but he was too late. You accidentally missed and a plate fell and partially shattered on the counter. You tried to pick up the bigger piece and winced as it sliced your finger.

“Ow!” You quietly said, holding onto your finger, as the blood began to ooze out of the cut.

The man moved away from you and turned his back to you.

“Sorry, I just don’t um- I don’t have a strong stomach.” He said before clearing his throat.

You stared at his wide and muscular back. So muscular his muscles were perfectly outlined through the fabric.

What a man. How did he find his way to you?

You pulled a pack of band aids from a drawer and rinsed your finger in the sink as he continued to face away from you.

“Can you help me clean up the mess? I’ll keep my distance. The trash is on the other side of the island.” You said softly.

“Of course. I can finish with the tea, as well.” He moved to clean the counter and you leaned against the sink and observed him.

I’m so painfully single. You thought to yourself as the attractive man moved around the kitchen cleaning and preparing the tea you started.

You tried to grab your mug but he stopped you and picked it up. “Let me.” He said in that sultry voice that made your stomach do a backflip.

He brought it to the table and both sat. His long legs reached the floor and his knees bent, while you crossed your legs on the stool.

“So…” You said, staring at him. He was awfully pale. You’d never seen anything like it. He could’ve passed for a dead man.

“Um.. What is your name?” You asked him, after you took a sip of your tea.

“My name is Johnny.” He replied, making direct eye contact as he sipped his tea as well.

His stare was as penetrative as it was alluring.

“Johnny…” You repeated after him, feeling yourself slide into a trance as you gazed into his eyes.

He smiled and set his mug onto the table.

“Yes.” The smile grew wider. “Johnny. And I am assuming this is your name?” He pointed to your 5th grade drawing hanging on the fridge.

You quietly laughed, embarrassed because of the drawing. But you still nodded.

“It’s a pretty name.” Johnny leaned in closer to you. “Suitable for a pretty woman.”

You immediately giggled and he smiled. “That’s very flattering. Maybe I have something other than the couch for you to sleep on.” You winked at him.

“I have no intention of sleeping on the couch.” He said, his voice low. With that, he leaned forward and planted a confident kiss on your lips.

Flustered and excited you struggled to sound coherent. “I- oh. Um.” Johnny chuckled and took another sip of his tea.

“Pretty girls shouldn’t be walking home alone at night, let alone staying in big houses by themselves. You never know what could be hiding in the shadows.” Johnny said.

You looked at him, but remained silent.

How did he know you walked alone?

“Um…it’s getting late. If you follow me, I can show you to the guest room.” You tell Johnny and he responds with a small smile.

“Lead the way. “ He said as he rose to stand.

You stood as well and started walking towards the staircase. Johnny followed you but made no move to touch you.

“This is one of our guest rooms. My parents always keep it ready.” You turned on the light and the both of you were greeted by a large light and a tidy, furnished room. “There are towels, toothpaste, and new toothbrushes in the bathroom.” You add and then you wait for him to say something. Anything.

“This will do.” Johnny says as walks into the bedroom. He starts to unbuckle his belt and you gasp and cover your eyes as you turn your back to him.

“Okay, I’m going to get ready for bed. Hope you have a good night!” You quickly leave the room and run to your own bedroom.

The door closed and you clutched your chest while your heart continued to thump. The thought of seeing him sans clothes taunts you as you try to blink it away. Your stomach did a backflip for the umpteenth time since you let this man into your home. You didn’t understand why you were beginning to struggle with self control. Now…..of all times?

You rushed to the bathroom and started running a bath. You needed to relax and a bath with lavender bubbles would do just the trick.

-

Twenty minutes later, you emerged from the bathroom. Defeated.

Your plan did not work. The water made you hornier than you were before you entered. Why did he have to kiss you? And call you pretty? Was all of that really necessary?

You groaned and held your head in your hands. Your head jerked up when you heard Johnny’s room door close.

He must’ve also had a shower.

You rushed to the door in hopes of hearing him, perhaps. It was silent. Maybe he was still awake and the two of you could hang out some more…

A few extra minutes of chatting wouldn’t hurt.

Yes. You decided. You would go and talk to him for a bit longer. He would be leaving in the morning, after all.

You slowly removed your ear from the door and straightened yourself out before reaching for the door knob. One deep breath and you turned the knob and pulled the door open.

You jolted as a half naked Johnny greeted you. His only layer being a white towel, which hung dangerously low. He sported the same gaze but there was something different about his eyes. The brim of his eyes were red, giving him a ghastly look. He seemed unwell.

“I’m so hungry.” He said.

You sighed but nodded. “Well then let’s get you something to eat. There’s a lot of food downstairs and-”

“No.” Johnny grabbed your wrist and brought it to eye level. “What I am hungry for is right in front of me.

“Johnny-” You didn’t finish your sentence but instead your eyes widened in horror as he opened his mouth to reveal fangs.

“Oh my God.” You took a step back, but he only tightened his grasp.

“Do not scream. Do not run. I would hate for someone to die.” Johnny calmly said, now removing the band aid from your wound.

“You’re a-...” Your voice started to tremble so you stopped and gulped.

“Yes yes. There are many names for my kind but I’ll have you know…most of what you know about us is probably a myth…. Except for the blood part.” Johnny shrugged. “That is very real.”

You shook your head as tears started to stream down your cheeks. “Please, no.” You sobbed as you tried to break free.

“Shhh shhh. Hey.” Johnny caressed your cheek and wiped away a tear. “I can make this enjoyable for the both of us. You don’t need to be afraid.”

“I have a rare blood disease!” You sputtered.

“No you don’t. I would’ve smelled it. And even if you did.” He pulled you into his chest and leaned into your ear and whispered. “It wouldn’t matter.”

You couldn’t understand it but you still wanted him. Even more than before.

“Did you like it when I kissed you?” Johnny taunted, shooting a playful smile your way.

His thumb stroked your lip as watched you melt into his hand.

“127 years of experience….I can make you feel in ways unimaginable..Don’t you want that? Don’t you want me?” He carefully examined your face and scrunched his eyebrows.

Your throat was dry and your knees began to slightly shake. All you could do was nod.

“I assumed as much.” Johnny replied and leaned in to kiss you again.

Without thinking, you reached around and wrapped your arms around him. You felt him smile in the kiss and it distracted you from the cold skin against your lips. Johnny walked the both of you further into the bedroom and laid you on the bed. The fangs that were retracted while he was kissing, made an appearance again as you laid flat on your back and spread your legs.

“Wait, can we really? Are you able to- you know? Aren’t you like….dead? Doesn’t that mean you can’t have sex?” You asked, your tears quickly crying.

Johnny chuckled and unwrapped the towel from his waist.

“Let’s test that theory.”

Trick and Treat~ 🦇👻💕

Oh, to be immortal and in love~

Superman Jongho~

ꕥPosted: 11/20/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff & Angst (It ends happy I promise)

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Superman Jongho

ꕥWord Count: 1.6k

ꕥWarnings: Slight language

ꕥA/N: Happy Halloween everyone! I know I haven’t posted in a hot minute but in all fairness college has been kicking my ass so it’s been awhile since I’ve been able to actually sit down and write. I’ll be posting Ice Cream Pt.3 later this week so look out for that!

“Nice costume, babe.” I giggled as I observed the navy blue tailored suit my boyfriend was wearing.

“Thanks, cutie. Any guesses?”

“Hmm.” I tapped my chin, “Michael Scott?”

“Damn. My James Bond outfit is lacking.”

“Maybe carry around a martini glass?”

“Oh I bet you want me to go around saying ‘shaken not stirred’ too, huh?”

“I mean, if the shoe fits.”

He wrapped an arm around my waist, raising a brow.

“I’m quite curious about your costume, actually. Why the change in style?”

Although my skin-tight, light pink dress didn’t align with my usual scary Halloween costumes, I wanted to try something different this year. So why not go as Hello Kitty?

I adjusted the white cat ears on my head, “I do scary stuff every year. I wanted to try something cute for a change.”

“Well, you certainly look it.”

I could feel my face tinting pink.

“Oh shush.”

“We’ve got about five minutes until we need to leave, do you wanna grab a jacket? It’s a bit chilly outside.”

“Hello Kitty doesn’t wear a jacket.”

“Okay but you do, and it’s cold.”

I squinted, wanting to refuse but knowing how easily the cold could make me shiver.

“Fine.”

After quickly grabbing a fluffy, white teddie jacket, I intertwined an arm with Jongho and we left our shared house for the late-night party.

-

Arriving at the party I looked around, surprised at how nice it appeared. Halloween decorations were carefully placed and every person in sight was wearing a different costume.

Jongho left to meet one of his friends, the host of the party, but not before placing a kiss on my cheek. I blushed at the simple action, still getting butterflies even after all this time of dating.

Approaching the punch bowl to get a drink, I quickly caught the eye of a certain pin-up girl. After a moment she turned to me and squealed, running towards me with an impressive speed. I chucked at my best friend’s actions. I was quickly engulfed in a hug I was half convinced would suffocate me if she squeezed any harder.

“Girl! Come ‘ere! How are you?”

“I’m pretty good, Hanna. And you? You seem excited.”

“I am! The party is gorgeous! And guess what?” She lowered her voice, looking around, “I saw him.”

“Oh my god you did not!”

“I did! A man was trying to rob the store I was shopping at earlier this week and I saw him stop the guy!”

“Are you serious?”

“Totally!”

I was surprised to hear a familiar deep laugh by my side, and as I turned I was met with Jongho’s mischievous eyes.

Placing an arm around my waist he spoke, “Are you two still obsessed with Superman?”

“No-”

“YES!”

Jongho tightened his lips into a small smile.

“Listen.” My best friend began, “I just think that he’s admirable, and strong, and his arms just look great-”

“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” My own questioned.

Hanna waved a hand in the air, “I mean yeah but he knows I think Superman’s cute. I can appreciate an attractive man and still be in love with my boyfriend.”

“Does he think Wonder Woman is cute, too?”

“Yeah well...maybe. But I don’t mind. We’re soulmates and I wouldn’t leave him for anyone. He feels the same.” A dreamy look flashed in her eyes and I couldn’t help but awe at how strongly she clearly felt about him.

Our conversation continued for a while until Hanna noticed the host’s cat trying to drink out of a cup of liquor and quickly ran after him.

We shook our heads in tandem, smiling at her feeble attempt to catch the cat before delighting in the rest of the evening.

-

After the party had come to an end we made our way back home and wandered to our balcony, admiring the beautiful night view.

Jongho tucked a strand of hair behind my ear before placing a few fingers under my chin, lifting it slightly and gently placing his lips on my own.

“I think I’m going to change out of this suit. Care to join me?”

“Actually, I think I’m going to enjoy the night sky for a while.”

He nodded and gave me another quick kiss, heading back inside and leaving me to admire the thousands of shining stars.

I rubbed at my eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion hit me. Deciding to change into more comfortable clothes, I took one last look at the stars. In my tired state I misjudged where the edge of our balcony was and leaned a bit too far over the edge, causing me to fall. I could barely let out a scream before I felt warm arms around me. I met eyes with my boyfriend and smiled, so, so relived that I was safe. I opened my mouth to thank him as I noticed that we seemed to be hovering mid-air.

“Holy shit. Jongho what’s happening?”

Jongho swallowed and placed me on the safe ground of the balcony, walking towards me.

“I...”

“You’re...him aren’t you?” I stared in disbelief as he gave a small nod.

“Why did you hide this from me?” His eyes lowered, pain evident in them.

“I-I didn’t want to keep it from you. I was just...afraid.”

I tilted my head, trying to understand. In the year that we had dated, Jongho had never shown fear of anything. Not spiders or snakes, scary movies, heights, the deep ocean, anything. And now apparently he’s Superman, too.

What does he have to fear?

Jongho finally looked at me, tears welling in his eyes. There was a sadness and longing in them that I had never seen before.

“I was scared that I would lose you.” He barely spoke above a whisper.

I fought back the hot tears stinging my eyes.

Did he really think I’d leave him that easily?

“Honey, you could never lose me.” I reached out to caress his cheek and sighed when he unconsciously leaned into my touch. Noticing his own actions, Jongho shook his head and pulled away.

“You don’t understand. It’s not just the possibility of you leaving me for who I am, but the danger that you could be put in if you knew. It was just better that you didn’t know.”

“How long were you planning on keeping this from me?”

Even though our words were calm, there was such tangible underlying emotion that we might as well have been screaming.

“As long as possible.”

“Jongho we’re supposed to be a team. How can we be a team when you’re keeping this from me?” I blinked as tears streamed down my face.

I had never seen Jongho cry. The only time he had ever come close was early in our relationship when I was hospitalized for the flu. I couldn’t eat or drink because of how awful I felt. Jongho later confessed that he, for a brief moment, thought he would lose me. Days following my recovery he first told me he loved me. The thought tore my heart everytime I recalled the memory.

And so I thought my eyes were lying to me as I saw Jongho quietly sob.

“I love you. So, so much. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you. I can’t—I can’t—lose you.”

I threw my arms around him, clinging to him as if I let go he’d be gone forever.

“You’re so stupid, Jongho Choi. You could never lose me. I love only you.”

“I can’t guarantee that. And besides, are you even sure you still want to be with me? I’m in danger often and I can’t have you chase after me.” My heart broke in two when I heard his voice crack as he spoke his next words, “You could be with a man who would treat you well, one who isn’t putting himself in danger and-”

I pulled back and rested my hands on his face, pulling him into a soft kiss.

“This doesn’t change who you are. You’re still the same man I fell in love with. If it makes you feel better, I won’t chase after you. As long as it means I can stay with you.”

He gave me a heart-eyed smile, letting out a small laugh and holding me tight.

“I was so scared you’d leave me.” He confessed.

“Never.”

He lifted a hand up to my check, wiping away a tear I didn’t realize fell down my face.

“Please don’t cry. It hurts me to see you sad.”

“It hurts me to see you being stupid and thinking I’d ever leave you.”

“Touché.”

“God I probably look like a mess.” I cursed myself for not wearing water-proof mascara.

“You always look beautiful to me.”

I shook my head at how cheesy he was suddenly being.

“So...” I began, “You can fly, right?”

Jongho lifted a brow, a crooked smile lighting up his features.

“Perhaps. Why do you ask?”

“Can I fly with you? I’ve always wanted to fly.”

Without warning he picked me up, letting my legs wrap around his waist.

“Hold on tight, babe.”

We lifted off the ground and my grip around his shoulders tightened unintentionally.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’ve got you.”

“I know,” I smiled at him, “I trust you. It’s just...my first time flying like this.”

Jongho chuckled. “You get used to it.”

“Oh? Is that an invitation for me to fly with you again?”

“If that’s what you want, then of course.”

I chuckled and noticed that he had stopped flying up. We were a decent height from the ground, but not too terribly high.

Jongho nuzzled my neck and leaned his forehead against mine.

“You are the love of my life, darling.”

Smiling back at the handsome man I was fortunate enough to call my own, I kissed him sweetly.

“And you are mine.”

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