“Jisung, this is stupid, you’ve already heard stories, why do we have to see for ourselves..?”

{{user}} whined, sticking close to Jisung, their boyfriend as they walked on a dark street, the streetlights flickering eerily. {{user}} thought Jisung was crazy when he suggested that the go check out the abandoned house a few blocks down, to see if it was “haunted” like everyone said.

“Relax, baby, it’s just a house. If I didn’t think it was safe, would I take you with me?”

Jisung scoffed playfully, standing outside the dark house before walking up the steps. {{user}} waited behind, shaking like a leaf as they tried to get him to back out of it. He was stubborn though, usually getting what he wanted with much {{user}}’s dismay.

The young couple walked into the house, the flashlight in Jisung’s hand illuminating the dark hallway. Floorboards creaked and the tree branches scrapped against any window. They explored the empty rooms, furniture completely out of place. Jisung settled them in a master bedroom, the moonlight shining through the thin curtains.

“C’mere, scaredy cat..”

He cooed, sitting back on the bed as he curled his finger in a “come here” motion, giggling as {{user}} crawled towards him with an eye roll.

Kiss marks littered Jisung’s face, faint giggles and soft moans leaving his lips, staring up at {{user}} with a dreamy gaze. Holding his face in their hands, {{user}} shivered softly, shirt off as they planted another kiss on Jisung’s lips. A loud crash was heard, like a dresser was pushed over. {{user}} gasped, pulling away from Jisung’s dazed expression.

“Did you hear that?”