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Jack is good at hiding his feelings. He doesn’t do it on purpose, he swears, it just happens. And usually, people don’t notice. He doesn’t care because he just unpacks it in therapy and packs it back up before going home. No big deal. He’s aware of it, so that means it’s fine!
Dennis is nicknamed “a bloodhound” for a reason. He learns the minute Dennis becomes a permanent addition to his life that his boy can professionally sniff out sadness. He didn’t say anything at first, just gave Jack little side eyes and longer lasting hugs on bad days.
But then, when Dennis realized this fragile little relationship they had was all of a sudden not so fragile and not so new, he took it up a notch.
Jack doesn’t like being held, he’d like it noted. It’s not his thing. Makes him feel squirmy. But when he gets sad, when he has his lowest days, there’s a lingering thought at the back of his mind that makes him feel like a boy begging for his mom. And Dennis, The Bloodhound, smells it on him.
When they’re laying in bed and Jack is acting like everything is totally normal, Dennis will turn to him and open his arms up wide. Jack plays like he’s reluctant, but he’s never felt better than after quietly sobbing into Dennis’s chest while the boy plays with his curls and whispers at him.
It’s less fun when Dennis chides him in the morning for not saying anything sooner, but he’s found himself burying less feelings. After all, his sweet bloodhound will just dig them up anyway.
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a/n: i’m feeling a bit under the weather rn as i’ve recently been going through an allergic reaction involving my face + neck so i will only be posting the halloween event stuff for now! i promise i will respond to asks, DM’s, and complete other requests once i feel better :)
isagi’s hyped from the get-go, walking in with a cocky grin, squeezing your hand like, “don’t worry, i’ll protect you.” but as soon as the first animatronic witch screeches, you do that silent scream thing and instantly launch yourself onto him. full-on legs around his waist, arms locked behind his neck, like a koala having an anxiety attack.
he panics, because he wasn’t expecting to suddenly carry another full human. he’s stumbling around whisper-yelling, “babe! i can’t see where i’m going, get down!” while your face is buried in his shoulder.
every time someone jumps out, you scream without breathing first, which makes it sound like you’re dying in silence, and isagi is so confused – “how are you even making that noise?!”
his own bravery crumbles when a guy with a fake chainsaw comes running out of the fog. isagi lets out the ugliest shriek, like glass shattering, and immediately starts sprinting with you still attached to him.
he almost crashes into the wall because you’ve got your hands over his eyes, yelling, “don’t let him get me!!”
by the time you stumble out into the light, isagi’s sweating, hair messed up, shirt stretched, and he’s panting like he just played a full match. you’re still on him like his emotional support backpack. the haunted house workers? crying with laughter because they watched him almost trip three times while running.
outside, isagi tries to play it off like he was cool and brave – “see? told you i’d protect you” – but you both know he screamed louder than you at least twice.
itoshi rin
rin straight-up did not want to come. even though he’s a huge horror fan, he thinks haunted houses are lame. so his face the whole time in line is blank, muttering, “this is so dumb.” he even tries to pull out his phone, only for a worker in costume to tell him to put it away.
then you enter and the first jump scare happens. rin doesn’t flinch, doesn’t blink, doesn’t even acknowledge the creepy doll that popped up. you, on the other hand, are suddenly scaling him like you’ve been training with monkeys your whole life.
he just stands there, dead silent, while you’re clinging to him like he’s the last tree in a storm. “… get off.”
you refuse, whisper-screaming, “nope. this is where i live now.” every time something jumps out, you dig your nails into his shoulders and silent scream into his ear.
rin doesn’t react to the actors at all. like, at one point, a zombie girl crawls out and grabs his ankle – he looks down at her with the most bored expression and goes, “don’t touch me.”
the only time he does react is when you yank his shirt so hard he almost chokes. “fucking hell, [name], it’s fake.” but even then, he speeds up his pace a little.
you make it through the whole thing plastered to him, while rin just sighs and walks like he’s grocery shopping.
at the exit, he mutters, “never again,” but the tips of his ears are red because you were pressed against him the whole time.
itoshi sae
sae’s the guy who’s all, “don’t embarrass yourself in front of the actors, alright?” before you even go in. like, he’s already expecting you to freak out.
and yeah, two minutes in, you’re clinging to his back like a terrified cat, arms choking his neck, legs wrapped around his waist. he doesn’t even break stride. just sighs and goes, “you’re seriously gonna make me carry you?”
he doesn’t get scared. at all. a vampire pops out of a coffin and sae doesn’t even blink. meanwhile, you’re silently screaming into his ear so hard he’s half-deaf by the end. “[name], i think you’re scarier than the actors right now.”
one of the actors tries to block your way, dragging a fake axe across the floor, and sae just mutters, “fuck off.” it’s so unbothered that the guy literally steps aside like he’s been dismissed.
you grip him tighter when the sound of chains rattles behind you, and he actually chuckles under his breath. “you really think i’m gonna let some guy in a mask take you? pathetic.”
sae obviously teases you after. when you finally stumble out of the exit, clinging onto him like you just survived the apocalypse, he raises a brow. “what did i say? embarrassing.” but later, when no one’s looking, he admits you were kind of cute when you panicked.
nagi seishiro
nagi is already yawning in line. “this is so much effort. can’t we just skip it?” but you drag him in anyway.
as soon as you get inside, the first animatronic clown pops out. your body reacts before your brain does – you leap onto nagi’s side like a squirrel jumping onto a power pole. he just blinks down at you, tilting his head. “… guess you’re scared, huh.”
nagi does not scare easy. a scarecrow jumps at him and he just sighs, “ugh, hassle.” but your reactions? priceless. every time you silent scream, he snorts quietly, mumbling, “you sound like a tea kettle.”
instead of pulling you off, nagi just… adjusts his arms so you’re more comfortable, basically carrying you through the haunted house like you’re a backpack. he walks at his same lazy pace while you’re trembling on him.
when a scare actor starts crawling across the floor, you try to bury your face into his neck. nagi just pats your thigh lazily like, “it’s fine. i’ll walk faster.”
you eventually realize he’s immune to the scares, which somehow makes you cling tighter. nagi’s enjoying himself now, because your nails digging into his hoodie makes him think of things he shouldn’t be thinking of.
once outside, he yawns again. “that was kinda fun. not the house, you. you were fun.”
mikage reo
reo is way too excited in line. hyping you up, teasing, holding your hand like he’s your fearless bodyguard. “don’t worry babe, i got you.”
but the second the lights flicker and a bloody handprint appears on the wall, you leap onto him like a cat climbing curtains. legs around his waist, arms around his shoulders, forehead pressed against his temple. reo almost drops to the floor from laughing so hard.
“woah!! holy– okay okay, i got you!” he supports your thighs while wobbling through the hallway, grinning like this is the best day of his life.
reo screams with you, but he’s laughing right after. like, a zombie lunges at you and you silent scream in his ear, and reo screams even louder just to make it funnier.
he talks with the actors on purpose – “hey bro, you’re kinda scary, but she’s mine, okay?” – just to make you squeeze him tighter.
you two become a whole comedy show for the workers. one guy with an axe chased you both and reo was half-running, half-carrying you, shouting, “don’t worry, i’ll save you, my princess!!”
when it’s over, he’s sweaty and grinning ear to ear. “we’re doing that again. you were adorable.”
bachira meguru
bachira is bouncing in line like an excited kid, thrilled to go inside. he’s already whispering, “i hope they chase us with a chainsaw! i wanna see you run!”
the second you enter, a skeleton drops from the ceiling and you latch onto him like a desperate cat clinging to a tree. bachira freezes – not because he’s scared, but because his grin is stretching wider than ever. “ohhh, you’re really scared! this is so fun.”
he immediately starts provoking the actors. like, a zombie lunges out and bachira goes, “get her! she’s terrified!” just so you’ll clutch him tighter. you’re smacking his chest whisper-yelling, “traitor!!” while still refusing to let go.
your silent screaming sends him into wheezing fits. “you sound like a squeaky toy, omg, do it again!”
when the chainsaw guy finally shows up, bachira loses his mind. he pretends to trip just so you panic more, and when you claw at his shirt he cackles, “don’t worry, i’ll protect you!” before sprinting with you still attached.
the workers are laughing because bachira is practically helping them scare you, pointing at your hiding face like, “boo! she’s right here!!”
outside, you’re trembling and exhausted, but bachira’s still buzzing. “that was the best. you were soooo cute clinging to me like that. let’s go again!”
shidou ryusei
shidou is dangerously excited. he’s pacing in line, grinning like a maniac. “this is gonna be so sick. wonder if they’ll actually make you cry.”
inside, the first scare hits and you do your cat-on-a-tree thing, scaling him so fast even he is caught off guard. “woah, kitty’s got claws.” he’s smirking while holding your thighs, whispering in your ear, “scream louder, baby, i like it.”
instead of being scared, shidou is actively trying to scare you more. he’ll grab your waist and shake you when the lights flicker. he’ll whisper “boo” at random. one time you scream into his neck and he laughs so hard his voice cracks.
the actors don’t even know what to do because shidou starts chasing them back. like, a guy with a chainsaw revs it up, and shidou literally sprints at him while you’re screaming on his back. “come here, chainsaw boy!!”
you’re clinging so hard you might actually strangle him, and he’s loving it. “tighten those legs, baby, don’t fall off.”
by the time you’re out, you’re emotionally drained and shidou’s grinning like he just scored a hat trick. “that was absolutely hilarious. you should’ve seen your face– oh wait, i did. every time. front row seat.”
karasu tabito
karasu plays it cool in line, hands in his pockets, smirking at your nervous fidgeting. “what? ya scared already? relax, it’s fake.”
the very first scare happens and suddenly you’re scaling him like a terrified squirrel. he actually stumbles back, wheezing, “holy– warn me next time!”
karasu can’t stop laughing. like, bent-over laughing, while still holding onto your thighs to keep you from falling. “ya look like a baby koala right now. this is the best workout i’ve had in months.”
he’s half-scared, half-cracking jokes the whole way. a creepy doll crawls out of the dark and karasu goes, “look babe, it’s our future kid,” just to make you scream louder.
your silent screaming makes him die laughing. “ya sound like ya just got the air knocked outta ya – are ya okay? no? good.”
the scarers love him because he plays along. one jumps out with a knife and karasu immediately yells, “take her, not me!” while pointing at you. you smack his chest and cling tighter.
by the exit, he’s wiping tears from laughing so hard, while you’re glaring at him with messy hair. he just smirks and kisses your cheek. “don’t worry, i’ll protect ya next time. maybe.”
kaiser michael
kaiser shows up like he’s too good for this. hands in his pockets, calm, stoic, muttering, “these things are for kids.”
the first scare proves him right – he doesn’t even blink when a masked man lunges forward. but you? you leap onto him like your life depends on it. suddenly, this unbothered man has a koala clinging to his chest.
kaiser just looks down at you with a faint smirk. “… really? already?” but he doesn’t push you off. instead, he adjusts his hold so you’re comfortable, continuing forward like you weigh nothing.
he doesn’t scream. he doesn’t flinch. the actors actually look offended because nothing phases him. but every time you silent scream against his neck, his smirk twitches. “you sound like you’re suffocating, schatz.”
at one point, a scare actor blocks the path with a fake knife. kaiser just stops, tilts his head, and gives him a calm, piercing stare. the guy actually lowers the knife and steps aside, intimidated. you’re still clinging to him, whispering, “how did you do that?!”
the whole walk is basically him carrying you through chaos like he’s on a casual stroll. he enjoys the way you cling so desperately, though he’ll never admit it.
outside, he’s brushing dust off your shoulders with that faint smile. “you were terrified, huh? guess you do need me after all.”
ness alexis
ness is excited but also a little nervous in line. he’s trying to be brave, holding your hand, whispering, “don’t worry, i’ll protect you.”
except… nope. the second you enter and a ghost screeches from the ceiling, you climb onto him like a desperate cat. he squeals – yes, squeals – and almost falls over.
ness is both terrified and trying to reassure you at the same time. “i-it’s okay, it’s okay! i’m scared, too, but we’ll survive together!”
he jumps at everything. footsteps in the dark? he screams. a curtain moves? he yells. you’re clinging to him for dear life, silent screaming, while he’s just screaming out loud.
one actor crawls across the floor and ness shrieks so high-pitched it echoes. the actor actually breaks character and laughs, which makes you cling tighter.
he’s flailing the whole way through, half-running with you latched on, whispering, “please don’t let them touch me, please don’t let them touch me.”
by the time you’re out, both of you are trembling, clinging to each other like survivors of a shipwreck. he’s pale, wide-eyed, but still says, “see? i… i protected you.” you just roll your eyes and laugh because you know he was as scared as you.
