summary: if you thought this purge night would uneventfully pass like the others, you'll be in for one hell a ride this time.
genre: purge!au, angst, action, adventure, a lot of death and violence, hint of crack (if you squint very closely), yandere
pairings: yandere!ten x fem!reader, hint of jeno x fem!reader
word count: 10.6k+
a/n: THIS WAS POSTED ON MY TUMBLR DURING HALLOWEEN BUT I FORGOT TO POST IT HERE LMFAO. SPECIAL THANKS TO ONE OF MY DEAR FRIENDS FOR GIVING ME FEEDBACK AND SUGGESTIONS <33
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"So I've got like, shit tons of snacks stuffed in my luggage bags in case we run out." Your friend Donghyuck proudly exclaimed, rapidly patting the bags next to him.
Chenle waved him off, "There's no need to worry about it, I've got plenty of food supplies at home. There's no way we're gonna starve tonight."
"Okay, but wait, I'm overthinking a little, so the eight of us go to yours after school and hang out for the entire night until the purge is over, right?" Renjun's expression was pensive, alluding to paranoia kicking in.
Honestly, he wasn't the only one who was a bit worried about tonight's events. Out of your group, Mark, Jisung, you and Donghyuck were also worried — but unlike Renjun, the rest of you decided for your worries to be left unspoken.
"Yeah." "All the doors and windows and such are gonna be covered, right?"
"Yup. No need to worry Jun, we're gonna be alright!" Chenle grinned confidently, before an exaggerated frown overtook his features, "Unless someone farts again stinks up the whole place-"
Making a fake offended expression at the younger boy's words, Mark's jaw dropped, "hey! I swear that wasn't me!"
You gave Mark a side eye, "Funny how Renjun and Jisung threaten us by hoping our pillows are warm, it's probably gonna be Mark who-" "Give the poor man a break," Jeno cut you off, nudging your arm playfully.
"Thank you, Jen-" "Roast him during the Purge, that way time'll go faster." Jeno smiled innocently, eliciting laughter (along with protests, from Mark specifically,) from you all.
The Purge was once a year, where all crime was legal. If you could get out of your country, you would, but you weren't able to this year.
Besides, it was fine. You were gonna be with your friends, protecting each other, and you were aware that most of them could fight, judging by the amount of fights you've seen them get into.
Seated behind you, a dark haired boy had his head propped up on his hand, staring at you with a soft look on his face.
Also behind you were your other classmates, a group of best friends, also talking (or rather, in this case teasing the dark haired one) amongst themselves.
