Authors note: I’ve been an avid reader of fan fiction since I was a young teen and have always wanted to post my own work but don’t know if people will enjoy reading what I have to write. Here’s something that I had started writing but didn’t finish cause I was so busy with work, but if you could read and leave a like or comment to let me know what you think would be greatly appreciated!
re: okay i just came up with this idea while watching the second to last Run!BTS episode since they were talking about ep. 33 with the zombies and they mentioned if they’d do another episode in a haunted house. Of course my first immediate thought was to put my head in the gutter so this is my kinda creepy, sexy, halloween smut, enjoy!
I’m so excited for tonight. When my manager told the staff and I that BTS was going to be coming to our haunted house this year I legit let out an ‘Eee!’, I got some weird looks from it but whatever, it’s just a habit when I’m happy. And boy am I happy, I’ve got quite a big role to play in tonight's special haunting. My manager Carl said BTS’s staff wants to really scare them so I’m supposed to come out in the beginning and snatch two members and take them away. I’ll have to take them to a room in the basement while the rest of the members complete the haunted house in order to find them. Right now I’m finishing the last minute details of my costume makeup as I’m playing a sexy psychotic serial killer. It’s giving harley quinn meets bellatrix black. I have on a short black dress with a puffed out skirt, almost like a maids costume but the bodice is a black mesh corset. I have on dark red fishnet stockings (i actually bought white ones then dyed it red) and black stilettos with red bottoms. I put my hair into high pigtails with a couple front pieces hanging out and I sprinkled in some red glitter. As for my makeup I paled my face and added heavy eyeliner for what Carl calls the ‘evil eyes’. I look in the mirror as I apply my red lipstick and smack my lips together.
Just then Carl walks in, “You ‘bout ready for the show?” I smile at him in the mirror before turning around. He always insists that we’re performers putting on a show but it’s not like we’re Hamlet.
“Yeah I just need you to add the blood for me.” I say walking over to him holding the bowl of fake blood and a glove.
“This is my favorite part” He says, slipping on the rubber glove. I roll my eyes as I watch him dip his hand in the bowl. “Alright close your eyes”. I close them and wait for impact. I flinch when Carl first flicks blood on my face a couple times before he says I can open my eyes again. He continues to flick blood around my entire costume and body to make it look like I really just brutally killed somebody.
“Oh you know what would be a cool idea is if you left a bloody streak on my arm.” I say to Carl holding up my left arm.
He ponders for a moment and nods his head, “Like this?” He wraps his bloody gloved hand around my forearm before letting it slip, adding such a great detail to my character.
I smile up at Carl, “Thanks! I think that definitely completes the look I’m going for”
“Good” He peels off the bloody glove and tosses it in the trash by the door. “Let’s get going then, it’s about startin’ time”
I nod and follow him out the door but not before grabbing my prop for the night, a very large and sharp knife. Oh I can’t wait to use this.
I listen from my hiding spot as Carl explains and a staff member translates to BTS the jist of tonight's haunting. How we’re allowed to touch them, some members will be taken(by me), they aren’t allowed to punch or physically harm our team, and most importantly he tells them the theme for tonight. It’s basically like a haunted house and escape room combined. In order to save who I’ll take hostage the rest of the boys must find clues and complete a series of tasks. I hear the boys express some of their concerns to each other.
“Really? They can touch us? Aish, that’s going to be so scary.” J-hope says.
“Yah, what about the part where some of us are going to be taken away?” Jin counters. A couple of them hum in agreement.
“I’ll protect you hyung” Yoongi says to Jin.
“Me too. I’ll keep hyungs safe, I’m not scared.” Jungkook tells everyone. Aww I silently coo to myself as they get ready to enter, JK will always be there to protect his hyungs. TT o TT
I hear the background music pick up and then I hear the sound of footsteps coming closer and I stay silent and waiting as they pass by me into the main entryway. I’m not able to see much, the light casting shadows in my direction, I just see the broad backs of those standing in the back of the group. The heavy metal doors shut behind them locking them inside and now the show officially begins. I start to get giddy but I wait for my queue. Just then a blood curdling scream sounds out, I see my friend Tiffany run in front of the group holding a flashlight and covered in blood stains herself. I slowly creep out as she starts talking, “Help! Help me!” She runs to one of the boys up front and grabs a hold of them. “She’s still here, we need to get out!” I can see them all a bit more clearly now, I’m still in the shadows but I’m closer to where Tiffany stands. She backs away from who she touched which I can now make out as Jimin. “Will you help me?” Tiffany softly asks with a wobble in her voice.
“Namjoon hyung what’s she saying?” Jimin asks, looking towards where he stands near the back.
“She’s asking us to help her escape,” Namjoon answers. “She says there’s someone here.”
J-hope let’s out an ‘ohh’ in understanding Namjoon steps forward a little in the group and addresses Tiffany, “We’ll help you, what’s your name?”
Relief floods Tiffany’s face as she exclaims, “Oh thank you, thank you! I’ve been so scared.” She starts to actually tear up a bit. God I have to remember to compliment her on her acting skills. I check to see if the knife is still strapped to my thigh, it is, and I get into place, ready to pounce.
“What’s your name?” RM asks again.
Tiffany wipes her eyes and looks at the group, “My name's Tiffany.” and gives them a small wave. All the boys let little ‘Ahs’ and softly say hello. This is it. Show time. I leap out of the shadows brandishing my knife holding Tiffany as I stand behind her.
“Oh isn’t it my favorite playmate. Why did you run away from me darling, did I not give you attention saving you for last.” I giggle deliriously until my gaze rests on our guests in front of us. “Who do we have here?” I tilt my head at them curiously and make eye contact with each member just for a second. I stare at Namjoon last knowing he understands English the best and he seems to be whispering quick translations to the boys. I let a sinister smile overtake my features and lean in to Tiffany more, “You’re so kind to me baby,” I pet her head soothingly. “Here I thought you ran off but you just wanted to bring your friends to play with us didn’t you?” I coo at her, pretending to praise her for delivering me more victims. She nods her head obediently, her lip slightly trembling. I hear Namjoon quickly translating for the others as I turn my steely gaze onto Taehyung since he’s known to be able to keep a stoic expression. I lick my lips as I stare into his eyes, “But you’ve been a bad girl... and they look far more fun.” My eyes flick to Jin and Jungkook and then I suddenly break out in a loud maniacal laugh releasing Tiffany. “I do love new toys.” I smile sadistically and push her so she’s stumbling into the boys. J-hope and Jimin catch her. The lights go black and I slip back into the shadows quickly slinking to the back of the room. The lights begin to flicker and I know I have to make the grab now. I strap the knife back to my thigh and lung at the two closest to me. I grab the backs of their shirts and drag them into the dark corridor behind me. It was a little difficult since they’re obviously much taller and stronger than me but I managed. Once they’re in the hallway I close the hidden sliding door that instantly locks so none of the boys can get in until they’ve found the clues. I take a second to breathe, getting into character again and turn around to face who I’ve just taken captive. I can’t help my breath hitching a little as I’m maybe not even two feet away from Kim Namjoon and Jeon Jungkook. Oh my God. Of course I had to snatch my bias and my bias wrecker. It’s going to be so hard not to swoon while doing my job tonight, lawd give me strength.
I quickly shake those thoughts and launch into my act, “I’m so happy to have new friends to play with.” I caress Jungkooks face and giggle as his mouth is agape. “Just follow me, all my favorite toys get to stay down here.” I say but neither one makes a move to follow. I slip my knife out from under my skirt, stepping forward and pointing it at Namjoon and Jungkook. “Aww don’t be scared,” I smile, “Just do what I say and you won’t get hurt.” I lick along the side of my knife as I lock eyes with Namjoon.
“Let’s just go along with it, she can’t actually hurt us anyways.” Namjoon tells Jungkook.
My gaze flicks to him as he speaks, “I know hyung, this is just a little weird.” I smile at him and take a step closer.
“We’ll come with you, okay?” Namjoon says to me.
“And you?” I say focusing on Jk.
“Yes.” He answers me. I smile at them both and motion with the knife for them to walk down the spiral stone staircase first as I follow behind them.
As we’re walking down I talk out loud, “We’re gonna have so much fun!” I clutch the knife to my chest as I pretend to think about it. “And to think I was almost going to spend the night alone,” I gasp, “Oh how tragic that would have been! Good thing you two came to help this damsel in distress” And I let out a series of laughs, almost as if I had told the funniest joke in the world, even slapping my knee in glee.
“Hyung, is she really sane?” Jungkooks asks. I have to refrain from letting out a small laugh at Jungkook’s question to Namjoon but I don’t want them to know that I understand the Korean language. Carl said it was so it could add to the creepy factor, but one of the main reasons I’m the Evil lead is actually because I’m fluent in Korean, in case one of the boys starts to freak out while being held captive I can then speak to them and calm them down.
“I don’t know Kookie, I hope so.” It’s quiet just for a second before he adds, “She might be crazy but she’s kind hot.” Jungkooks hums his agreement.
I feel my cheeks heat but have to bring myself back as we finally reach the bottom of the stairs. “Just follow me, I know you wanna play with me too!” I sing the end and giggle skipping past them, lightly swinging my knife in the air. I start to hum the tune of ‘Ring Around the Rosie” and even twirl in the hallway as I lead them to the room at the end. I swing my arms out, pointing with the knife again for them to enter the room. “Okay boys, this room’s for us.” I smile sweetly at them as they quietly enter the dark room. I let them take a moment to observe their new surroundings, they’ll be down here for a while after all since they have to wait for the rest to complete tasks while getting scared shitless by my other co-workers. There’s not much in the room except for green lights attached to the sides of the walls, a table in the corner with a pitcher of water and some cups, two wooden chairs sat together and a stool placed in front of them about five feet apart. As I step inside the room I shut the door behind me and I also hear the locks click into place.
I smile clutching my knife and walk towards the two very handsome men I’m supposed to keep here for an hour. “Take a seat.” I sternly say and slightly shove Namjoon so he sits down and he lightly taps Jungkook to do the same. “Good boy.” I say, faintly swiveling my knife on his chest and I notice him visibly gulp. Should I take my act down a notch? Am I being too much? I step away from Namjoon and walk over to the table and bend down to pick up the pair of loose ropes. I hear a quick intake of breath and a quiet “shit” while I pick it up and then a quiet “Hyung” followed by a groan. It takes me a moment to think and I finally smirk to myself as they probably got a neat little view of my white silk panties underneath my dress.
I spring back up and strut over to them showing them the ropes, waving them in front of me. “Look I’ve friendship bracelets!” I cackle and smile sweetly at them, “Here let me put them on for you.” I walk behind Jungkook first. “Hands.”
“Oing?” Is his cute response. Aghaldjfksd, it’s taking so much for me to not break character and cry at how adorable he is. I don’t care that he’s two years older than me, he is baby and I must protec.
Namjoon leans over to whisper to JK, “She’s asking you to put your hands behind your back”.
“Ahh,” He hesitates for a moment then exclaims “OK!” before thrusting his hands behind him.
“Good boy.” I gently pet him on the head and then quickly move on to tying his hands together. I had to practice this knot so many times that I could probably do it with my eyes closed, but I’ll tell you one thing, there ain’t no way they’re getting out of these until they’re cut free.
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