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✢𑅆⃝ 𐃬𐃞 ❛ ⁺ 🪞 ∿𑄳
✢𑅆⃝ 𐃬𐃞 ❛ ⁺ 🧧 ∿𑄳
︔ ིྀ ♱ (◞‸◟✢) 🧺 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬
-S.Coups🖇
Hi can I request a Seungcheol fluff where you guys go into a haunted house??
Type: fluff, drabble
{y/n and Seungcheol go through a haunted house}
a/n; I wrote this through my eyes, and I’m a very tough looking and acting person, I’m not scared of the dark or anything, but when things pop out and jump scare me I turn into a baby so yeah it’s through those eyes I hope that’s ok
I’m scared
It was your favorite time of the year…
HALLOWEEN!!
During this time, you and Seungcheol did all the normal October festivities. Pumpkin carving, decorating the apartment, and so on.
The one thing you guys never did was go into a haunted house. The both of you weren’t exactly scared of the costumes or the gore, more so the jumping out factor. Of course in previous years, you would both try and act tough and urge the other to go in and even make fun of each other for ”chickening out”, but deep down you both knew that you were too scared to even step a foot in.
This year was different though, both of you had made a promise last year that you would try to get through at least one haunted house this Halloween. You guys were not about to break that promise and take the punishment of eating a dried ghost pepper chip.
So here you guys stood hand in hand, Seungcheol in his spider-man costume and you in your witch ensemble, in front of the local high school haunted house.
”come on y/n, it can’t be that bad. See look 1st graders are coming out of that thing.” Seungcheol said forcing a brave chuckle.
”y-yeah, it can’t be that bad. B-but I’m scared..”
“I’ll be right here babe, it’s ok it’s just a child’s haunted house.”
The nerves had wrecked your brain so much that you hadn’t even noticed that you guys were next in the queue. Seungcheol gave your tickets to a girl dressed as Pikachu, how ironic seeing a cute character as soon as you were gonna walk into straight up nightmare fuel. Barely a minute later and you guys hear an oh so creepy but oh so funny voice of a student dressed as a grim reaper call ”follow me to a world of hellish nightmares…
You clung onto your boyfriend’s arm so tights you were sure there would be nail marks left behind.
” it’s just a hallway” you kept telling yourself.
The grim reaper led you guys a little further down the hall and you followed him past black party streamers hanging from the ceiling. As soon as the reaper had appeared, he vanished. Then you felt a pair of hands on your shoulder, you screamed so loud the people outside must’ve been sure the haunted house was terrifying.
You held onto Seungcheol even tighter if that was even possible. He took this as a sign to walk faster. As you guys basically speed walked through the hallway which seemed a lot longer than most, you shut your eyes so tight you began getting a headache. All you could do was listen and follow your boyfriend when he screamed you screamed and at some point, you guys just began hugging.
He soon stopped walking, “baby open your eyes, it’s over”
You hesitantly opened your eyes. You sighed deeply and hugged Seungcheol so tight once again.
“Baby, can we go home now? I know we haven’t gotten candy or anything but I’m mentally checked out, I just wanna cuddle and watch non-scary movies” you said as you guys walked to the car.
“Of course baby, honestly I would’ve said it if you didn’t” he pecked your lips before speeding off.
Masterlist
Imagine you work part time at a convenience store while studying abroad in Korea and everyday since you began working there idol!seungcheol comes by to pick up some snacks. After awhile he has the courage to talk to you in English but is devastated and embarrassed at the fact that you can speak a bit of Korean and have picked it up after working there. You both laugh it off and he continues on his merry way... but not without leaving you his number on the back of a milk tea carton.
Masterlist
lie to girls.
pairing: scoups x f!reader
genre: angst, mature
word count: 475
summary: If they like you, girls will lie to themselves. Like you, girls will lie to themselves.
a/n: I'm such a big Sabrina fan and lie to girls is my allllll time fav song of hers.💓 this is my first fic on this blog. this post contains mature topics such as mentions of alcohol and implied alcohol abuse.
tags: @wannabelife - thanks bestie for bonding w me over svtxsabrina!!!
There was an edge to the tension palpitating through the room. You could feel it like an erratic heartbeat, thumping across your body. He was faced away from you, a fifteen foot distance between your bodies and yet you could smell the drinks on him.
He couldn’t bear to turn around and drown in the pool of guilt that were your eyes.
“I swear I didn’t-”
“Seungcheol, stop.”
He can’t deal with it. Neither can you.
For different reasons, of course.
“I promise it’s been so long since I last drank, I didn’t even mean-”
“-Seungcheol stop.”
At this point you didn’t know if this issue had been going on for weeks, months, or even years. Your boyfriend, he was your best friend. You told yourself over and over - “He’s just the life of the party”, “He’s just so social!”. But what party lasted weeks? Lifetimes?
He wasn’t a bad boyfriend. No, he was the best! He just had a few issues, you could work on them together, for sure. If you left him now, who would he have? The hollow of his eyes spoke volumes, the rouge of his cheeks gave away the whole story. Yet, he stood there, his eyes finally connecting with yours.
He stands there and lies through his teeth.
“You don’t have to lie to me-”
“-I’m not lying! I didn’t touch anything, it was just a on-”
“A one time thing yeah.”
You had to fight for this. You had to fight for him, because who else would? He certainly wouldn’t. He’d wash himself away under the pretense of self searching at the bottom of a pint glass of whiskey. This was your responsibility. He was just a boy falling sick, nothing else. He was your boy. Yours.
It didn’t matter that he stumbled into your apartment drunk on your birthday, touched you for the first time in months, hugged you for the first time in what felt like years- kissed you. His fumbling hands on your red dress that he had bought you when things were still okay. No, things are still okay. Everything is fine.
It didn’t matter when you canceled your yearly family dinner with your family to clean vomit out of your white persian rug. You tried to talk to him about it then, but he just called you crazy, saying ‘it’s just a bit of fun, babe. You should try it some time’.
So now, he didn’t have to lie to you.
“I-I’m really sorry.”
His arms wrapped around your frame, his slurring voice whispering into your hair.
“For what?” You asked.
“Everything. I’ll make everything fine again baby, I promise.”
You let yourself melt in his arms, because now, he didn’t have to lie to you.
‘I’ll make everything fine again’
He lied to himself enough.
‘I promise.’
And you lied to yourself in return.