Halloween Drabble
DANAHISWHAT Idrk but GOT7 Jaebum with some horror 😍
Original Update: October 21, 2017
Bias: Jaebum from GOT7
Genre: Horror
Words: 570
The whispers of the night follow you around the room.
It’s been days since you first heard them. Voices around you that you realized were only inside your head. No one else could hear them but you. You’re not quite sure what they are, but they never leave you alone.
Always whispering in your ear, always following your every step, always nudging you to do things. Terrible, despicable things, only for the promise they will leave you alone if you comply with their demands.
You hate to do what they ask you. But you have no choice. Or else what they ask of you, could happen to you.
So now you find yourself in your room, as your boyfriend fidgets maniacally in the chair you’ve put him. Tight ropes are around him, blocking him from breaking free.
Jaebum turns to you with an evil smirk on his face as he watches the boy tearing up in fear. Then he’s right behind you, like a ghost, his breath fanning all over your neck.
“Come on, Y/N… You know you want to…” he whispers seductively, as his hand caresses your upper arm.
Your boyfriend tries to plead with you, but the demon silences him with a flick of his wrist and an ominous glare.
“I’m not sure about him…” you say shakily, looking at the boy in the chair, somewhere between being indifferent and regretful. Your boyfriend looks absolutely terrified, tears freely rolling down his cheeks as he watches the two of you staring at him like he’s prey.
Jaebum chuckles darkly as he appears in front of you, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Think of how many times he let you down. Think of all those girls you found in his bed, repeatedly. Think of the thrill you’ll grasp the moment you’ll feel his blood. You will be free.”
“Free…” you repeat in a daze, losing your connection with reality little by little.
Your boyfriend cries even harder now, trying to speak, to beg but no voice comes out of his mouth.
Jaebum smiles wickedly. “Free…” he agrees with you and the shadows in your room grow.
The lights flicker as you take a step closer, dagger held tight in your hands. The shadows continue to emerge from every corner of the room, drowning it in black. They hide anything that might be a distraction from what you’re about to do.
Now, as you stand in front of the pathetic little man, the room is swallowed by darkness. The only thing that’s visible is Jaebum. Standing in the corner, his expression something out of nightmares as he admires his work in action.
You gaze indifferently at the man in front you that trembles in fear until the thought that led you here repeats in your mind.
“I’m gonna be free…” you murmur.
And then the knife in your hand plunges deeply into his chest.
He lets out a cry of agony that still isn’t heard and blood soaks his t-shirt. Liquid and warm as it drips to the floor.
Jaebum moves forward. He approaches you and he turns you around to face him.
His face is serious but when he sees that mad smile on your lips, he smiles back.
“Well done, Y/N. And that’s only the beginning.”