#spoopydrabbles

Pairing: Lee Know (Stray Kids) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Prompt: I took my little sibling out for trick or treating and you and your friends scared them so bad they cried. You better make it up to them, or else.

Word Count: 1133

Warning: None.

Requested by @sapphirebluemt

A/N: I hope you like it ^^ This was for the Halloween Drabble Game.

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5 “Do that again and I swear I’ll hex you.”

Rumors have it that Slytherins hate Gryffindors the most. The thing is that you only hate one particular Gryffindor.

Their seeker.

He has pitch black hair like the prettiest night skies without any stars staining the perfect image. It’s always well-styled, displaying his forehead and eyebrows, the double threat as his swooning fangirls like to call it. His eyes are often referred as black boles as they never fail to attract attention of the female passersby. But what you hate the most is that annoying little smirk playing on his plush lips whenever he does something to dance on your nerves. Or the victorious look he gives you when he manages to snatch the golden snitch right in front of you during a quidditch match between your houses.

Overall, Jeon Jeongguk is a talented seeker and an expert at pissing you off.

Especially during your morning laps that you very much like to spend alone. But oh no, he can’t let you, he keeps appearing at the break of dawn in the periphery of the field. Today he has been particularly sneaky because the only thing you notice that’s off is the way the wind blows. It’s a bit heavier than usually it is in October but you blame it on the weather changing, greeting the following frosty season.

However, his presence becomes quite evident in the moment the snitch literally boops your nose.

“What the…” you mumble suspiciously as you manage to catch the little, winged ball without much effort. Narrowing your eyes you look around and getting back to the ground, you got off of your broom quickly. How he dares to play with you like this?

“Come on out, I know you’re here,” you grit your teeth, fingers curling into a fist around the excited snitch. You don’t even have to wait long, until Jeon Jungkook walked out of the shadow of a grandstand on the margin of the field. He wears that usual cheeky smirk of his that you’d like to wipe off as soon as possible.

“You’re up early, Y/N,” he walks towards you lazily, his Hogwarts coat thrown over his shoulders in a lazy manner.

“I’m always up early but you know that. Don’t play stupid. What do you want?” You cross your arms in front of you, waiting for his answer with a raised eyebrow to which Jungkook just tilts his head with a widening grin.

“I was just watching you practice. Am I not allowed to check out the opponent’s team seeker before the match?”

Check out how? you wonder.

“You shouldn’t,” you grimace but both of you are aware of the rules and know that there’s no such regulation concerning the out-of-practice hours.

Jungkook pouts and no, you don’t think it’s cute, you won’t fall for that.

“But you’re so pretty.”

Oh wow, that answers your earlier internal question and suddenly you don’t know how to react. You can only blink rapidly, heart hammering in your chest from his sudden closeness.

“What?”

“I thought Slytherins are supposed to be savvy but oh well… I said you are very pretty,” he repeats his earlier sentence with his voice dropped lower than before, his breath fanning over your cheeks. You can’t help it, it’s like gravity, the way your gaze drops to his mellow lips.

It shouldn’t catch you off guard, yet it still does when Jungkook kisses you softly on the lips. It’s sweet and chaste. It leaves you dumbfounded and boils your blood at the same time, so you back away as if he burnt you.

“Do that again and I swear I’ll hex you,” you warn him which he merely laughs off.

“Maybe it’ll worth it,” he says cheekily despite the faint rosiness of his cheeks, and turns around waving you a goodbye.

Oh in the name of Merlin, what a player!

Halloween Drabbles: OPEN until 24th Oct

37. You made your s/o promise they would always come back to you, but you didn’t think they could come back from death. “What’s the matter, baby? Didn’t you miss me?” + Kim Jongin

A mugging gone wrong.

That is what the Police told you when you came to identify Jongin’s body; he was walking home from the store, bringing you roses and chocolates for your birthday when someone decided to try and rob him.

And shot him when he didn’t comply; which left you alone, your world is destroyed because the man you loved with all your heart was killed for no reason.

You grow angrier as the months pass, you start avoiding people and become an angry, spiteful shell of your former, happier self. Life isn’t the same without Jongin; his warmth, his gentle smile and high-pitched laugh, the way he smirked when he was in a mood or how he’d pretend to be innocent when he really wanted to tease you. Everything about him, you miss terribly and this causes you to groan in frustration.

Climbing into bed, you wear his shirt, keeping him as close to you as you can in the large, cold bed you occupy alone. Falling asleep, you dream of soft lips pulling into a smirk while large hands caress your thighs; you roll over, moaning slightly before those lips press against your shoulder and those hands grip your waist.

“Jagiya~” Jongin’s voice calls to you in your dream; he places another kiss on your shoulder before biting the skin gently. “Wake up~”

“No,” you furrow your brow, tossing around before settling onto your back with Jongin smiling down at you. “Five more minutes.” He chuckles, a sound you want to hear more often - if this wasn’t a dream.

It’s not until you feel the bed dip that you wake up and rub your eyes. “I see that you were dreaming of me.” You’re still half asleep so you assume this is a lingering dream; Jongin sits in front of you, wearing all black and that smirk you miss so much.

“Jongin?” You rub the sleep from your eyes before trying to touch him.

He catches your wrist before pulling you against him and falling back on the bed with you on top of him. “What’s the matter, baby?” He whispers, brushing the hair from your eyes. “Didn’t you miss me?”

“You’re dead.” You state, Jongin shrugs; he rolls you onto your back and hovers above you.

Halloween Drabbles: OPEN until 24th Oct

10. “What do you mean you can’t get it up?” “Not all Incubi want sex.” + Kim Jongin

You feel his breath against your neck and in a half-asleep state, you crane it to the side to allow him better access; his soft, plump lips send shivers down your spine and with a kitten lick, you let out a quiet moan before hearing him sigh.

“I can’t get it up.” His deep voice pulls you out of your sleep and your eyes flutter open to see the most handsomest creature leaning over you with a disgruntled look on his pretty face.

A face you dream about.

“What do you mean you can’t get it up?” You’re extremely confused; Jongin, or Kai as he likes to be called, has been visiting you for months now. He’ll creep in with the dark and wake you up by arousing you slowly, once you wake up, you are so captured by him that you welcome him completely with open legs but tonight - he hovers above you, unable to complete the task.

“Not all Incubi want sex,” he rolls over, covering his face with his arm before letting out a deep groan. “It gets repetitive when it’s all you’ve done for a millennia. Sneak into a woman’s bed, have sex with her, disappear and repeat until she’s gone insane; there’s no aftercare, no cuddling.”

You snort when you see those sinful lips pout. “Since when did you care about cuddling, demon?” Jongin hisses at the word, his crimson red eyes looking at you with annoyance. “It’s been months and never had you attempted to stay and cuddle with me.” Lying on your side, you traces random patterns into his bare chest while Jongin shivers at your touch. “You come in and use me before going off and fucking someone else.”

Halloween Drabbles: OPEN until 24th Oct

50. You found this black cat in an alley on your walk home a couple days ago and decided to try to keep it but it keeps running away. So one night you finally catch it and bring it home, but now it’s been a couple days and there’s a person laying on your couch instead of the cat you get a little freaked out. “Who are you and what did you do with my cat?” “I can’t stay in cat form forever you know, I have human things to do too.”  + Oh Sehun

You were so happy to have a cat, he - you checked for the sex - had a beautiful black coat and sharp yellow eyes so you decided to name him ‘Salem’ because who doesn’t want a black cat named that.

You smiled, walking through your apartment door after buying some much needed items for your new pet. Cat food, a bowl, scratching post and some toys were all carried in your arms before placing them on the counter and calling him.

“Salem!” You walked into the living room and looked at the windowsill where Salem liked to bathe in the sun. “Sa-AAAHHH” A naked man was lying on your couch, smiling with the sun on his face until your scream startled him; he sits up quickly and uses a pillow to cover himself. “Who are you and what did you do with my cat?” You point an accusatory finger at him, eyes wide as you look for your cat.

“I can’t stay in cat form forever, you know, I have human things to do too.” He replies in a lazy tone, yawning and scratching his head before stretching his long limbs. “I need to eat and shower, I’ve got to go to work too; you’ve kept me locked up here for two days so my boss is going to wonder where I am.”

You look like a stunned mullet, eyes blinking and mouth agape as you process his words.

Cat form?

Work?

Who the hell is this man?!

“So...you-you change into a cat?” His sharp eyes look at you, judging you as you question him. “Why have you made yourself at home here then? I let you out to go toilet every time and you always came back.” He shrugs, standing up before walking towards the kitchen in search for food.

“The house is warm, you liked to pat me and you smell like you can cook decent food.” He opens a bag of chips, munching at them before walking towards your room. “I need to let my boss know I’m alive,” he stops, looking you up and down before closing your bedroom door behind him. “I’ll be back later though.”

Halloween Drabbles: OPEN until 24th Oct Happy Halloween to you too, sweetie <3 love you too

9. “We’re wearing this couples costume whether you like it or not.” + Oh Sehun

Sehun groans, you smile and Vivi runs to hide for cover. In your outstretched hands are two costumes, hand picked by you, for Halloween. Sehun never agreed to go with you to your work function and you don’t care because he’s your boyfriend and with situations like this - he has no choice.

“I don’t want to wear that.” He folds his arms across his broad chest definitively. “I don’t want to go, I’ll look ridiculous and everyone will laugh.”

“Sehun,” he freezes when he sees your scowl - he knows this look and it never ends well for him. “We’re wearing this couples costume whether you like it or not.” You throw his outfit to him, storming away to change into yours while he mumbles about being controlled in his relationship.

An hour later, he comes out, his hair styled out of his eyes with a hat resting on top of the do, glasses sitting on the bridge of his sharp nose and he adjusts his tie before checking himself out in the mirror.

“Oh wow,” you smile, lifting up your dress and coming to link your arm with his. “You look amazing, I see you even put effort into your own make-up.”

“Well, if I’m forced to wear something this tacky then I may as well look good wearing it.” He smiles at you, admiring the corset and fishnet stockings. “You look too good to let out of the house though.” He snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you in close, pressing his lips roughly against yours.

“Oh Sehun,” you giggle as you push him away, “don’t think you can get out of this with sex. We are going and that’s final.” He sticks out his tongue before bowing, taking his hat off and offering you his hand.

“Well, if I’m forced to go as a magician, will my lovely assistant help me out with a trick later on?” You take his hand, smiling knowingly and letting him kiss your gloved hand.

43. You’re a werewolf and I’m a shapeshifter and somehow we are both very good at hiding it because we started dating and now it’s a full moon and I’m questioning why you have so much body hair and you’re concerned with my new form. + Kim Jongin

You met Jongin shortly after a full moon and it was love at first sight - or smell, whatever people want to call it, you were head over heels in love with the tall, dark and handsome man named Kim Jongin.

He thought you were the most beautiful woman his sharp eyes ever had the pleasure to see; he seen you coming from a mile away, heard you skipping down the street and your perfume, cherry blossoms in bloom, made his heart pound against his broad chest.

When he asked you out on a date, the day after meeting him, you couldn’t refuse - like actually couldn’t because every fibre of your being was drawn to him.

Everything about him matched you perfectly and you managed to keep your little secret, a secret because the full moon wasn’t for another month. The sex was amazing and you had never met a man who could tire you out like him, he had never met a woman who could make his hormones run at such a high without the moon’s stimulation and Jongin knew he would make you his completely if you didn’t run away after finding out about his own secret.

A secret that a full moon seemed to bring out sooner than you both expected.

Precaution was thrown to the wind, you both knew you should have been more careful when you felt the moon’s effect but neither wanting to give things away. Jongin had hoped to sneak out of your house to run until the new day arrived but when he pulled back the blankets, hair sprouting over his body and bones beginning to change, Jongin yells in surprise as a long, red tail is revealed next to him.

You jump in surprise, both of you stare at the other in shock.

You, a beautiful, young woman who’s body Jongin had explored multiple times, now has two copper red, black tipped ears and a long, bushy tail swishing behind you.

Jongin, a caramel skin tone, definitely not hairy with a wonderful physique, now is covered in a light brown coat while his eyes change to a golden yellow as he shudders in silence with his body morphing into wolf form.

A wolf and a fox.

Werewolf and shapeshifter.

Normally you don't worry about Jimin's Studio Ghibli love but when Halloween rolls by he gets ideas you aren't too supportive of. Because then he will drag you through all the available downtown shops until he finds the perfect costumes to wear at Jin's halloween party. After last year's 'ridiculously uncreative costumes’ (Taehyung's words, not yours) like pirates and police officers, you (well mainly the maknae line of your friend group) decided to hold a costume contest this year for the most unique idea. Even though the price was nothing big, merely a few discount coupon at your favourite ramen place, it's a matter of pride to win this. (According to Jimin at least.)

So your boyfriend is very keen on winning this silly game and he has started planning weeks ahead. He searched up the best couple costumes for Halloween online but 90% of the times he was unhappy with the results. Too boring, too cliché, too sexy, I can't let them you you like that and so on. He was seriously so invested, you started to worry but it was only the beginning. On whatever site you didn't bother remembering of, he find Studio Ghibli couple costume ideas and he fell in love. Ever since then nothing could change his mind about your costume.

"We're going as Howl and Sophie," he declared one day and you just shrugged. You were quitte okay with the idea because you liked Howl’s Moving Castle (you didn't?) but the problem is that innocent adult costumes are as difficult to find as it can get. Jimin even considered to order the costumes online but it wouldn't have arrived in time. That's when your costume hunting started like two weeks ago and now that you had less than a day till the party, you finally had enough.

"You take it too seriously," you shake your head as you arrive home from another failed shopping trip and Jimin wears that sad, kicked puppy face.

"I just wanted to get a Studio Ghibli couple custom, is that so much to ask for?" he sighs and hugs the pillow close to his chest as he snuggles to the back of the couch in the living room. He's adorable even when he's sulking and you're about to ask if he wants to make brownies with you to lighten up when you see him putting on his black, thick framed glasses and another idea pops into your mind.

"Oh my gosh, stay there I have the perfect idea!" you shriek and you can't believe you forgot about the basically easiest cosplay you could do of a Studio Ghibli anime.

You rush to Jimin and you room and pick out a white-red striped shirt from Jimin's shelves, then you quickly change into a purple dress you usually only wear in the summer.

"Put it on!" you throw the t-shirt into Jimin's confused face as you rush to the bathroom doing your hair. After dealing with a few mischievous strands you're done, so you yell out to your boyfriend: "Hey can you bring the broom to here?"

You hear him grumble but his steps are quickly approaching.

"I told you that witches are just so..." Jimin stops in the middle of whining when he steps in the bathroom and sees your reflection in the mirror. You have a red ribbon in your dark hair and combined with his outfit, the two of you look just like Kiki and Tombo from Kiki's delivery service.

“We’re wearing this couples costume whether you like it or not,” you tell him before he could protest. He doesn't even try.

"I love you," he explains with a wide smile spreading on his face. After a beat of silence he adds though: "Do you think we can steal the neightbour lady's cat for a day without getting caught?"