The Monster Under My Bed
↬ summary: being his “monster” was never fun, work was never fun. but he was.
↬ word count: 1.1k
↬ genre: F
↬ a/n: i might make a part two idk, i didn’t want this to get to long. Also, my first actual ff im posting on here so enjoy i suppose, and it wasn’t proofread either so ignore the mistakes if there is any.
I sat in my office, my feet kicked up on my desk as I yawned.
I hadn’t gotten much sleep recently and I dreaded actually going to work as I wouldn’t do my best.
I put my hands behind my head, sighing as I closed my eyes, deciding to get a little shut eye before I had to go. I settled further into my chair, recrossing my legs to get more comfortable before I actually started my nap.
I found myself sitting in a field, flowers encompassed me while I watched the sky, a clear blue sight with a few cotton candy looking clouds floating around.
I stood up, walking towards the forest nearby, curiosity getting the best of me as I walked deeper.
The forest growing more and more compact until I was brushing against trees on both sides, having to break branches to keep going. The need to go further into the forest exponentially larger until I was practically running, my sides beginning to hurt as I kept going, the branches growing continuously sharper.
I reached a small hole in the forest, looking around before spotting a crow.
It looked back at me before smiling at me, a set of teeth accompanied the smile, a feeling of dread coming from deep within me.
“Wake up now, you’ll be late for work.” It said before it opened its mouth, my alarm from my office came from it.
I woke up in a cold sweat, turning off the alarm and standing up.
Shaking my shoulders, I walked over to my station, waiting a few seconds.
My body grew lighter before I was under his bed.
Bang Junhyuk, someone who still believed in us, monsters.
Mostly because I did my job correctly, other monsters normally grow tired of their “partners” and giving up, finding a younger one to feed on.
I didn’t want to give up on him yet, he was the highlight of my day because I would normally catch him in the middle of singing which would make his reactions better if I appeared in the corner of his eyes.
He would scream loudly, yelling at who he thought was someone he knew before realizing nothing was there.
It was funny.
I heard him rustling on the bed, mumbling a song to himself as he did something, I was guessing eating as he did that a lot as well.
I knew a lot about him since I had been with him for a while, I knew he drew a lot as he had of drawings taped up in the room, but occasionally would take them down.
I knew he shared a room with someone, but they would be out of the room a lot, I would always make sure to leave before he would be in the room.
I had their schedule down very well, he would stay out late at night and come back exhausted, on days like that, I left him alone because I have morals, I know when he needs to be left alone.
I crept out from under the bed, standing up against the wall to where he wouldn’t see me.
I walked closer, pausing when I heard him rustle around more before the lights to the room turned on and he was looking at me straight on.
I squeaked before dropping down, turning into a shadow on the ground.
“Woah wait, I just wanted to meet you! I didn’t know you could do that.” He exclaimed, I came back up, him staring at me with fascination.
“You wanted to.. meet me?” I asked slowly, he nodded as he smiled at me.
“You look far different than I expected, I thought you would look scarier than that.” He said, gesturing to me.
I looked at myself and realized I just looked like a normal person, minus the bright blue skin.
“I-I, well this is what I look like every day. I can change what I look like to be scarier but this is what I genuinely look like. How did you know I was in here, Junhyuk?” I asked, sitting on the floor to which he joined me, sitting in front of me.
He chuckled before he did though, seemingly proud of himself.
“I timed it, I realized you always appear at the same time and leave right before Minjae comes in. But I know you also enjoy my drawings because I’ll find them on my table laid out neatly, and I know you enjoy Seongjun’s cooking since I’ve found food missing when I was eating it.” He said, I laughed as I nodded.
“Okay but in my defense, his food is good. Especially his tteokbokki.” I replied, his eyes lit up as he agreed quickly, us laughing together before we both quieted down.
“What’s your name?” He asked, I looked at him, pausing for a second.
I had said it instantly in my head, ready to just give him my name.
It was Rosie, so it wasn’t that scary at all which would make him less scared of me, assuming he was scared of me at all anymore.
“I think we’ll put off from that question.” I answered, him staying silent afterwards.
“I still can’t believe I technically caught you.” He mumbled, his gaze moving from my face, shocked to see me still.
“Neither can I, I’ve never heard of someone catching one of us before, which is why I still tried to hide after you did catch me.” I told him, giggling as I realized how silly his first impression was of me. It was me turning into a little shadow on the ground, not the scary thing that had been with him for years.
He looked back at me, scoffing out of disbelief.
“You should probably get going, Minjae will be here soon, he’s running early tonight.” He said suddenly, I nodded as I stood up, looking at the light switch to be able to turn off the lights.
The lights dimmed and I slid under his bed, settling before I felt him grab my arm, alarm raising in me as I heard him begin mumbling.
“I hope we can be friends after this.” He said before letting go, me landing back at my station.
“Friends..?” I repeated aloud to myself, surprised he would want to be friends with me.
I walked over to my desk, plopping in it with disbelief as I stared straight ahead, trying to grab a hold of what happened. My cover had been blown and instead of him hating me and being terrified, he was nice and wanted to be my friend.
“What the hell just happened?” I asked myself, dropping my head into my hands as I tried to grasp what I would do now.
Technically I should find a new partner, he was no longer scared of me so my job was over.
But he wanted to be friends and I couldn’t just leave him, he seemed like a good person and I would hate to hurt him like that.
I sighed into my hands before I let my hands fall onto the table, not sure how to process what happened or move on.
I would have to think about it for a few days, which meant a break from him.