[3/?] Horror Drabble Collection
Wrote some horror drabbles inspired by horror stories on reddit ^^
There are some slight pairings if you squint =u= anyway R&R
Belated Halloween haha :)
This is the 3rd collection
III - i. Overseas
The first time Jongdae and Chanyeol slept in room together, it was in a foreign country. Jongdae had joked about feeling a chill and Chanyeol laughed with him despite being able to see that white silhouette behind Jongdae. The next morning, Jongdae complained about not having a good sleep. Chanyeol told him “Me too.” Chanyeol was too unnerved to get a good sleep. He never told Jongdae though, about being able to see that white silhouette laying on top of his roommate the night before.
III - ii. Sasaeng
There had always been extreme sasaeng fans. But Exo had the worst when it came to extreme. Tao, and at some point Kris, even put a warning on his weibo account to stop the fans but they never do. Tao just wants to have his life back but that seems a puny desire compared to the strength and determination of their fans.
As their van speeds up to their next venue, he gets distressed by the number of bumps on the road. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least, as he tries to get a few more minutes of rest before enduring another day of recording. Still, Chanyeol is laughing merrily with Baekhyun in the back. It’s a good distraction until he gets off the van a bit later because that putrid rotting smell stuck to their van’s tires was just too much to ignore. He thinks over and frowns. He doesn’t remember how many they’ve already run over.
III - iii. Law of the Jungle
Chanyeol winces as he gets up. He just fell down a cliff, and he could hear the production team screaming his name in the distance. He’s still a bit groggy after the fall, but he’s awake enough to know that the voices are moving farther away.
‘Guys, you’re going the wrong way…’ He thinks. He opens his mouth to speak but is cut off by a blood curdling scream. He hears the team, bustling about in panic, the cries, the curses of several people echoing in the wilderness. Chanyeol’s just there, confused.
His manager takes out his phone, hand shaking, other hand wiping the remnants of his lunch from his mouth. He curses at the ‘no signal’ icon on his phone. “Fuck… Fuck it all” How would he tell the rest, that now Park Chanyeol is dead?
III - iv. Rainbow Hair
Sehun’s rainbow hair is really pretty. The fans really like it, and so does he himself.
‘Once you put the chalk on, make sure you iron it to keep the color for longer’ His hairstylist had said. And so he did. Sehun experimented with different colors and different styles until he finished his third hair chalk box. He sighs, and looks at the mirror, satisfied. Rainbow is really pretty.
His bandmates love his hair. Luhan keeps on complimenting it, saying he wants the same style but Sehun pouts and says he’s first. Kai ruffle’s his hair and keeps making a mess of it and Sehun’s no match for his hyungs. Specially when Suho says “It really looks nice on you” with that sincere look on him that Sehun couldn’t help but blush a bit and scratch at his head.
He didn’t notice when it started to feel so ‘good’. Sehun just kept scratching and scratching, it’s almost a habit. His bites back a whine when he showers because his scalp kind of hurts, so he tries not to wash his hair too much, partially to keep the hair color on, and mostly because there’s so much sting it’s annoying. But Zitao is much more annoying, with the way he fumbles to their hyungs complaining (but really, bullying) about how Sehun’s hair is ‘smelly’. So Sehun bears the pain and shampoos his hair anyway.
He goes out of the shower and he sees Baekhyun with a weird look on his face. “What is it hyung?” He asks. Baekhyun just blurts out, “Your ha--, … Nothing”, before smiling his usual smile again and ushers him to dinner. Sehun moves his head to the side and scratches.
ZItao sits next to him during dinner and sniffs his head. “Sehunnie, did you really take a bath?” Tao snickers and Sehun steals one of his baby potatoes. “Excuse me, I did take a bath for your info” he says as he shoves the potato down his mouth. Tao looks shocked “But did you wash your hair?” and tries to steal one of Sehun’s kimbap slices to which he fails. The conversation ends there as Sehun manages to impale his chopsticks on some of Tao’s bulgogi. “That’s it Oh Sehun, you don’t take Huang Zitao’s meat…” Tao threatens as he starts a wushu stance with his chopsticks. And their dinner ends with the both of them kneeling along with Kyungsoo’s 30 minute lecture on why you shouldn’t play with your food.
It’s six in the morning and they’re on their way to their schedule for the day and as they board the van, Kris tells him to stop scratching. Sehun mouths out a ‘dae’, and he thinks ‘Have I been scratching that much?’. He scratches his head, he doesn’t think he has.
They arrive at the venue and make their way to the dressing room. They sit as they wait for their turn for their hair and makeup. The rest of the members fight for the couch as Kris and Suho are done by the stylists. Sehun observes his members, with most of them dozing off at their respective places, except for Kai who’s probably playing on his phone, and Tao who’s probably stalking himself on weibo.
Feeling bored, Sehun fishes out his phone from his pocket and he sees his thumb as he slides across the screen. There’s some dirt on his fingernail and he wonders where he could have gotten them from. In any case, he cleans them with his nails and notices that all of his fingers have the same dirt. He takes out the squishy, slightly moist, maroon dirt from his fingernails and proceeds to take a selca with his really pretty rainbow hair. He returns his phone to his pocket and takes a little nap.
He wakes up a bit later by some annoying buzz, finding out that it’s a fly, or rather, flies hovering above his head. He swats them away and sees Tao to his left, still playing with his phone. It’s 9am and he feels slightly annoyed that he’s the maknae. and it’s inevitable that he’s going to be the last in the line-up. But finally, it’s his turn, and Sehun looks in the mirror, face beaming at how his rainbow hair looks. He swats at the flies, and scratches.
“Wow, you’re hair’s so pretty Sehun-ah.” His stylist greets him and he mutters a shy thanks. He pries open a magazine and before he could flip to the second page a loud clatter sounds behind him and he looks to see his stylist backing away. Sehun is curious and he scratches his head, “What’s wrong?”.
His stylists face is dark, and her shaking is borderline extreme. “What’s wrong?” Sehun says again in panic. She’s pointing at his head and Sehun scratches. He feels something on his forehead and moves a hand to wipe it, only to see the same dirt back on his nails. Only they seem much more wet and much much more red. Sehun nervously looks at himself at the mirror.
On his forehead, there’s that tickling sensation and he see’s it for himself, a white wriggling maggot, dying to get back to his hair.
A/N: My head got itchy while writing this ugh. kkk
There are some slight pairings if you squint =u= anyway R&R
Belated Halloween haha :)
This is the 3rd collection
III - i. Overseas
The first time Jongdae and Chanyeol slept in room together, it was in a foreign country. Jongdae had joked about feeling a chill and Chanyeol laughed with him despite being able to see that white silhouette behind Jongdae. The next morning, Jongdae complained about not having a good sleep. Chanyeol told him “Me too.” Chanyeol was too unnerved to get a good sleep. He never told Jongdae though, about being able to see that white silhouette laying on top of his roommate the night before.
III - ii. Sasaeng
There had always been extreme sasaeng fans. But Exo had the worst when it came to extreme. Tao, and at some point Kris, even put a warning on his weibo account to stop the fans but they never do. Tao just wants to have his life back but that seems a puny desire compared to the strength and determination of their fans.
As their van speeds up to their next venue, he gets distressed by the number of bumps on the road. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least, as he tries to get a few more minutes of rest before enduring another day of recording. Still, Chanyeol is laughing merrily with Baekhyun in the back. It’s a good distraction until he gets off the van a bit later because that putrid rotting smell stuck to their van’s tires was just too much to ignore. He thinks over and frowns. He doesn’t remember how many they’ve already run over.
III - iii. Law of the Jungle
Chanyeol winces as he gets up. He just fell down a cliff, and he could hear the production team screaming his name in the distance. He’s still a bit groggy after the fall, but he’s awake enough to know that the voices are moving farther away.
‘Guys, you’re going the wrong way…’ He thinks. He opens his mouth to speak but is cut off by a blood curdling scream. He hears the team, bustling about in panic, the cries, the curses of several people echoing in the wilderness. Chanyeol’s just there, confused.
His manager takes out his phone, hand shaking, other hand wiping the remnants of his lunch from his mouth. He curses at the ‘no signal’ icon on his phone. “Fuck… Fuck it all” How would he tell the rest, that now Park Chanyeol is dead?
III - iv. Rainbow Hair
Sehun’s rainbow hair is really pretty. The fans really like it, and so does he himself.
‘Once you put the chalk on, make sure you iron it to keep the color for longer’ His hairstylist had said. And so he did. Sehun experimented with different colors and different styles until he finished his third hair chalk box. He sighs, and looks at the mirror, satisfied. Rainbow is really pretty.
His bandmates love his hair. Luhan keeps on complimenting it, saying he wants the same style but Sehun pouts and says he’s first. Kai ruffle’s his hair and keeps making a mess of it and Sehun’s no match for his hyungs. Specially when Suho says “It really looks nice on you” with that sincere look on him that Sehun couldn’t help but blush a bit and scratch at his head.
He didn’t notice when it started to feel so ‘good’. Sehun just kept scratching and scratching, it’s almost a habit. His bites back a whine when he showers because his scalp kind of hurts, so he tries not to wash his hair too much, partially to keep the hair color on, and mostly because there’s so much sting it’s annoying. But Zitao is much more annoying, with the way he fumbles to their hyungs complaining (but really, bullying) about how Sehun’s hair is ‘smelly’. So Sehun bears the pain and shampoos his hair anyway.
He goes out of the shower and he sees Baekhyun with a weird look on his face. “What is it hyung?” He asks. Baekhyun just blurts out, “Your ha--, … Nothing”, before smiling his usual smile again and ushers him to dinner. Sehun moves his head to the side and scratches.
ZItao sits next to him during dinner and sniffs his head. “Sehunnie, did you really take a bath?” Tao snickers and Sehun steals one of his baby potatoes. “Excuse me, I did take a bath for your info” he says as he shoves the potato down his mouth. Tao looks shocked “But did you wash your hair?” and tries to steal one of Sehun’s kimbap slices to which he fails. The conversation ends there as Sehun manages to impale his chopsticks on some of Tao’s bulgogi. “That’s it Oh Sehun, you don’t take Huang Zitao’s meat…” Tao threatens as he starts a wushu stance with his chopsticks. And their dinner ends with the both of them kneeling along with Kyungsoo’s 30 minute lecture on why you shouldn’t play with your food.
It’s six in the morning and they’re on their way to their schedule for the day and as they board the van, Kris tells him to stop scratching. Sehun mouths out a ‘dae’, and he thinks ‘Have I been scratching that much?’. He scratches his head, he doesn’t think he has.
They arrive at the venue and make their way to the dressing room. They sit as they wait for their turn for their hair and makeup. The rest of the members fight for the couch as Kris and Suho are done by the stylists. Sehun observes his members, with most of them dozing off at their respective places, except for Kai who’s probably playing on his phone, and Tao who’s probably stalking himself on weibo.
Feeling bored, Sehun fishes out his phone from his pocket and he sees his thumb as he slides across the screen. There’s some dirt on his fingernail and he wonders where he could have gotten them from. In any case, he cleans them with his nails and notices that all of his fingers have the same dirt. He takes out the squishy, slightly moist, maroon dirt from his fingernails and proceeds to take a selca with his really pretty rainbow hair. He returns his phone to his pocket and takes a little nap.
He wakes up a bit later by some annoying buzz, finding out that it’s a fly, or rather, flies hovering above his head. He swats them away and sees Tao to his left, still playing with his phone. It’s 9am and he feels slightly annoyed that he’s the maknae. and it’s inevitable that he’s going to be the last in the line-up. But finally, it’s his turn, and Sehun looks in the mirror, face beaming at how his rainbow hair looks. He swats at the flies, and scratches.
“Wow, you’re hair’s so pretty Sehun-ah.” His stylist greets him and he mutters a shy thanks. He pries open a magazine and before he could flip to the second page a loud clatter sounds behind him and he looks to see his stylist backing away. Sehun is curious and he scratches his head, “What’s wrong?”.
His stylists face is dark, and her shaking is borderline extreme. “What’s wrong?” Sehun says again in panic. She’s pointing at his head and Sehun scratches. He feels something on his forehead and moves a hand to wipe it, only to see the same dirt back on his nails. Only they seem much more wet and much much more red. Sehun nervously looks at himself at the mirror.
On his forehead, there’s that tickling sensation and he see’s it for himself, a white wriggling maggot, dying to get back to his hair.
A/N: My head got itchy while writing this ugh. kkk