it was natural for him to chuckle, to find his lips curling at the way sungjae just seemed ready to shake like a leaf at the wind’s mercy ━feeling the way the vampire’s broad shoulders dropped as the witch caressed his hand ever so softly, ever so enticingly ; cautious, cautious, as if dealing himself with butterflies, not wanting the undead to scream and run away in fear. he was sure the haunted house had been organized by someone peculiarly mischievous, so adding to the pot wasn’t his target today. “ i am here, it’s okay. close your eyes, take a deep breath, and at your count of three we’ll walk in. ” so he sweetly suggested, honeycomb ━hoping to give some relief to the tormented soul of the humane vampire.