Halloween
Title: Halloween.
Author: ChevyPortia.
Genre: Comedy, Fluff.
Pairing(s): JunChun.
Length: One Shot.
Synopsis: YooChun hated Halloween but all that is about to change.
A/N: This has been in my computer for quite some time, almost two years, I think. I remember a very cute little girl came at our doorstep one Halloween night, dressed in a pumpkin suit, asking for candy. She was so adorable that my siblings and I were hoping she would come again for the next Halloween but she didn't. I was disappointed but my brother kind of pointed the possibilities on why she didn't make it. Of all the ones we lay out, this is the most logical ones, other than the possibility she moved to another state.
When YooChun was five, he dressed up like a pumpkin for Halloween. It's the first he could remember, although he's not very sure if is was good or bad. He remembers wadding around in the big, round, orange sphere carrying a matching pumpkin basket full of candy. His mother had painted his chubby cheeks orange and had painted his lips red. On his head, he wore a plastic orange hat with green vine sprouting from the top. His mother had said he was the cutest 'pumpkin' she had ever seen and he had been proud of this fact.
His mother took him out trick or treating on Halloween night, leaving YooHwan, his two year old baby brother at home with his father. He had been so excited, so happy, tottering around in his pumpkin costume, collecting as much candy as he could. YooChun tug on his mother's hand when stopped by other mothers who only wanted to chat about how much YooChun had grown and how cute he was. YooChun wanted none of that - only candy.
They had gone around to all the houses on YooChun's road and were on the third house on the next street when his mother was once again stopped. YooChun tugged and tugged, wanting to continue but she would pat his head and tell him to behave. This, however, did not seem to please him. He stood momentarily, thinking that he could go to the next house by himself. He was five, after all, more than ready to take care of himself.
His mother didn't quite notice YooChun was walking up the steps of the beige house and knocked the oak door. A woman opened the door, looked at him curiously, wondering why on earth such a cute young child was by himself, but he smile sweetly and held out his pumpkin bucket for candy. She gave him a handful of 'Smarties' and he thanked her as he waddled back down the steps. The procedure for the second house went the same way, except the old man there gave out tootsie rolls.
On the way to the third one, YooChun turned around to find his mother. She was still chatting, so he continued walking. Older children pushed around him, making his large, round pumpkin suit an unwanted obstacle in the race to get the most candy. All it took was a quick shove to send YooChun down the embankment, rolling down the hill and into a thorn bush. YooChun thrashed about wildly, trying to escape the vines. The thorns cut his arms, scratched at his face and he yelled and yelled for his mother.
When his mother finally realized that the awful shrieks coming from the muddy, bloody mess were coming from her missing pumpkin, she went down the hill towards the fighting YooChun. Trick or treating was cut short that night.
When YooChun got home, still crying from the cuts and scratches, his father told him to stop. After all, boys do not cry. And as a punishment, he wasn’t permitted to eat his candies. His mother cleaned his wounds and stroked his hair until he fell asleep.
His mother never could figure out why YooChun, unlike other young children, hated Halloween. YooChun never told anyone and when YooHwan tried to force him to go to Halloween parties, he would mysteriously be sick on October 31st, than any other days.
That all changed when JunSu came into YooChun’s life. When YooChun told his boyfriend that he hated Halloween, JunSu had just laughed it off. No one could hate Halloween. But when YooChun didn’t laugh with him, JunSu realized that it was true.
So when YooChun comes home and finds pumpkins, newspaper, and knives in his kitchen, he was a little thrown off. JunSu was sitting at the table, grinning ear to ear and telling him something about needing a Halloween crash course. YooChun doesn’t want to at first, but when JunSu pouts, he will do anything. So he carves the pumpkins with JunSu and, although he doesn’t want to admit it, it was actually fun. The insides of the pumpkins are disgusting and slimy and the newspaper does nothing to catch the debris and his family's kitchen is in a horrible mess, but it was secretly worth it.
Days later, JunSu asks YooChun if they can decorate his house. YooChun grudgingly agrees that it wouldn’t hurt, trying hard not allowing his excitement to show through, but he thinks JunSu knows anyway.
Within two days, YooChun’s house has two zombies guarding the front door, the two carved pumpkins lit on his front porch, orange and black streamers hanging from the trees, and various other ghosts, goblins, mummies, skeletons, and vampires haunting his windows and doors. It unnerves him that after eighteen years of hating Halloween, he is getting excited for the holiday.
JunSu and YooChun sit on his front porch in jeans and sweatshirts and wait for the barrage of children to come. JunSu thinks that, YooChun is even more excited to hand out candy than the kids are to get it. He smiles and nudges YooChun when a particular costume amuses him.
YooChun looks at what JunSu is pointing at and sees a large orange blob moving very slowly towards them. YooChun can’t help but smile as the small boy waddles up to them and shyly holds out his matching bucket. After JunSu gives him a handful of candy and he waddles away, he notices, YooChun is still smiling and watching after the boy.
When trick or treating is over, YooChun is disappointed to see Halloween pass, is even more frustrated to hate this occasion for so many years. But when he walks into his bedroom, JunSu is standing there in a police uniform, smirking and holding a pair of shiny silver handcuffs.
YooChun smirks back and decides that whether he had or hadn't missed Halloweens, this is by far - the best.
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