shivers down your spine with the presence of high buddy... @egoistblue dated: saturday, november 1st.
there are only certain things that dj would do sober and going through a haunted house is not one of them.
he's been in plenty when he lived in americaâwalking through a corn maze and getting scare actors screaming in his face while fog blew everywhere, the atmosphere being super stuffy and the flickering lights that gave him a slight headache the more it persisted. even when he was more friendlier and full of life... he remembered looking at his friends and, with an honest smile, telling them that it was the most overstimulating experience and that he'd prefer to just go for the hot apple cider donuts and the campfire to make s'mores.
so, realistically, he would hate to be at the theatre club's haunted house... that's why he and touma went behind the school with his vape pen and took hits, inhaling and exhaling the thc... in all honesty, dj didn't really know many students in yeonhwa who were... chill like that. sure, he had yichen to thank for getting him some of his stuff, but he still felt like he had to be very... secretive about what he was smoking, given the fact that it was technically illegal. so he thought that if anyone in yeonhwa were to find out, they'd get his ass behind bars or nag at him about it. but not this guy... for some reason.
and now, the two of them were going to get ready to get into the haunted house together, trying their best to act... as normal.... as possible.
he's already made sure to check that both of their eyes were not red so that no one would suspect a thing. with the smell of pumpkin in the air and some deodorant and cologne, they were able to get rid of any obvious smells. as they are about to enter the entrance, dj steps to the side so that the other could go in first. "after you, hyung," he says with a smile that was clearly meant to be in a teasing way. "you're the oldest, so i imagine that means you'll have to be the braver one out of the two of us."
he knew he wasn't. dj was using that as an excuse so that he could point and laugh at him from behind.
it's not touma's best moment, agreeing to yet another event that might just backfire on himself. last time it was skinny dipping at ass o'clock just to feel something, which is a dumb suggestion he was only half-serious about at the time anyway. unfortunately for him, dj is basically agreeing to heading into the haunted house without much of an argument. luckily though, at least the two of them have made some preparations before tumbling inside after a few puffs.
"do you think i still smell weird?" touma questions, hovering closer towards dj and urging the other boy to check for him. he can't exactly ask anyone elseâthat'll just expose him if it turns out touma still smells... strange. either way, hopefully the coast his clear. touma feels like he's on high alert and his senses are numbed simultaneously, if that's even possible. maybe it's because of the atmosphere they're in too, it's dark with splotches of blood red scattered across the floor and walls.
oh boy. why did touma get himself in this mess again? he only has himself to blame.
a shiver runs up touma's spine, pushed forward simply because of the misfortune of having been born earlier. curse you, ageism! "that's not fair, you're the young and strong figure of youth, it should be you in the front!" touma thinks fighting is futile though, especially when his head is spinning and he can't focus himself in the moment. "in the first place, we could just walk side-by-side. why haven't you considered that option?"
touma takes the few steps forward first regardless, flinching at a sudden movement from the corner of his eyes. "god, this is so trippy," touma says aloud. "if you suddenly went off on your own i'll curse you with all my heart, dj!"















