"Aren't you too old for this?" Youngjae says, uncomfortably pulling on his suit, and kindly ignoring his own ridiculous outfit.

"I can say the same for you." Says the stranger, raking his eyes over Youngjae's costume, and grins at the pitiful display. Youngjae could tell the stranger was holding in a laugh behind those thick lipsーnot that Youngjae was staring at them and thinking how they would feelー they just look big and, and large, okay.

He snorts, skeptical. "And what are you suppose to be?" If he had known he could walk in casually he wouldn't have put on this costume in the first place.

"Christopher Robin, but you can call me 'yー

Youngjae slams the door before the stranger could finish, right in the face, and ignores the faint 'ow' on the other side of the wall.

Crazy people.

Lame title and failed fluff. Halloween fic.