horror tales 2
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Description
Pairings: Kyuhyun/ Sungmin, Eunhyuk/Donghae, Yesung/Ryeowook
Genre: horror
Rating: PG (for blood and all that?)
Verse: alternate
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
Summary: there are stories better left untold.
A/N: I’m sorry I couldn’t resist. It IS Halloween after all, but since I was lazy to write something long. Browsed reddit and got the inspiration from the two sentence stories there and incorporated them into short Suju drabbles.
Unbeta-ed, random.
Foreword
“Silly” Kyuhyun gasped and shot up from the bed, frozen in place as he watched the figure moved in and settle next to him on his bed. “You can’t even get through the cold nights without me, what am I going to do with you?” he wasn’t sure if it was a dream, but it was, Kyuhyun was damn sure he didn’t want to wake up.
“It’s really you…” he whispered, reaching up to his cheeks. “I missed you…”
“I missed you too Kyu…” Sungmin whispered, leaning into his touch. “Now we can finally be together”
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Donghae shifted a little in his seat, positively terrified. He hated Halloween a lot, and he hated it most when the group just had to talk about the scaring things during the scariest night of the year too. “Can’t we talk about something else?” he whined childishly, looking at his boyfriend and hoping Hyukjae would actually listen to him.
“But Hae, Halloween’s the best time to talk about these things!” Hyukjae said, already obviously drunk from all the alcohol he had consumed “Besides, none of them are actually true! You know that right?”
“You don’t really know that Hyukkie~” Hae whispered, “You don’t really know what happens when a person is buried when he’s dead”
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His Yesung---his Jongwoon--- was gone. He wasn’t going home to Ryeowook, no more reassurances, no more light kisses…no nothing.
He almost cried.
Almost---because all of a sudden, he could feel Yesung’s hand on his hair again, and the familiar murmurs of sweet nothings on his ear, though he thought the words were more clear now…
And he could hear what exactly Jongwoon was trying to say.
“I’ll never leave…never”
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“Sungmin, Kyuhyun isn’t real. How many times do I have to tell you that?”
“He is real! We’ve been playmates since we were kids! I don’t see why you just can’t accept him!”
“Easy, because he isn’t real. Seriously dear, you’re a grown man now, why do you still make up things. Didn’t we raise you up to be a good model citizen?”
Sungmin pouted, that had always been his weak point anyways “I am a good citizen, Umma and Appa raised me up to be a good person” he said.
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