Molten x (MALE) Reader

"A Cliché Haunting"

I cuddle into Molten's soft furry chest as I slept. It feels so nice and warm. I could stay like this forever... Just him and me, cuddling in bed. Super cozy in the blankets.
I then heard a sound coming from outside of the room. I lift my head, looking over my shoulder at the door to the hallway. I couldn't see very well since it was dark. Wait... Am I just super tired or is the door opening very slowly?
The door was opening at a slow rate, but soon it was wide open. Making me shiver in fear. I couldn't keep my eyes off the black abyss which was the hallway. Don't evil spirits try to scare us to gain power? Then they infest your life with terror and are super hard to get rid of? If that's the case, this ghost is doing a good job so far.
The door then started to close slowly, and since I've watched a lot of ghost videos online, I know that it's gonna slam.
"Please don't slam the door..." I plead, whispering into the empty room. As if on que, the door quickly slams shut, casing me to jump and gasp. Molten gets woken up and looks alert at the door.
"What the fuck?" He mumbled, tiredly.
"Just the ghost, babe... Just the ghost..." I say.
"That doesn't make me feel better. Hey! Spirit! This is my house! If you don't leave! I'll get Freddy in here to kick your ghost butt!" He yells. I cringe.
"Don't provoke it! What if it's evil and you made it mad?!"
Then a second later, the door opens, fast.
"Oh shit... I think I did."
"Molten whyyyy!!!" I whine.
"I didn't think! I'm sorry!"
"It's making us scared! That's how it's able to open the door and move things! We gotta stop being scared!" I tell him.
"I'm not scared!" The door slams once again, making both of us jump.
"Okay... Maybe that's a little scary. Seeing as I can't see where the ghost is. Just knowing there's a presence here makes me shiver." He says. The door flies open this time, and both of us here a voice down the hall. I get goosebumps as I cling to Molten.
"Yup. It's a demon." Molten comments, dreadfully. I yip as I felt something touch my leg. What the fuck?
"M-Molten? Did you- Ah!" I scream as I get dragged harshly out of bed, falling on the floor and slide towards the door.
"Molten!!!" I scream as I cling to the door frame. I could feel something pulling me. Molten jumps out of bed and grabs my hand and starts pulling me with all his might.
"Molten! I'm slipping! D-don't let me go!" I yell out of pure terror.
"I'm trying! Whatever this is, it's strong! Maybe even stronger than me!" After he said that, whatever was pulling me let go, causing me to fall onto Molten.
My breathing was fast as Molten embraced me tightly.
"Now we know it's a demon." I comment.
"Y-yeah.... I'm just glad I was strong enough. You could've been dragged away to somewhere in house and gotten possessed again!" Molten chuckled. We both got up and we started heading for the bed. But the demon had other plans. I somehow got tripped and fell onto the floor again. I roll my eyes.
"Seriously? Now it's tripping me?" I say as I get up, but then something grabbed my leg once again and dragged me hastily out of the room with me screaming. The door to the bedroom closed before Molten could get to me, which added to my fear.
"Molten!!" I shut my eyes as fear took over. Molten...
Help me!

Molten's POV
I turned around to see Y/n being dragged out of the room, screaming. I race to go get him but the door slammed in my face, and locked!
"Y/n!!" I stand back and kick the door open with my all might, which works. I'm gonna have to fix that lock...
I try the light switch but it doesn't work. Typical... I roll my eyes.
"Y/n?" I call out. No answer. I head into the kitchen and open the supply drawer and take out a flashlight and turn it on. I shine it throughout the kitchen and dining room, which were connected to make one big room.
"Y/n? You here? Are you possessed?" Why even ask that when I already know the possible answer?
I then hear a faint voice calling my name. That sounded like it came from... The bathroom? But he got dragged down the- oh....
I head to the bathroom door and try the knob. Seriously, why do ghosts and poltergeists like locking doors?
"Molten? I can't see. The lights won't fucking work. Agh, my head hurts like a son of a bitch." I hear from the other side. I sigh in relief.
"Thank god! I was really scared you'd be possessed again."
"Just open the door, Molten." My brow furrows upon hearing the sudden command. Did his voice sound a bit deeper? Eh, probs just tired from getting dragged around.
"Can you open the door? It's locked from the inside." I ask. But he doesn't respond. "Y/n... Did you hear me? Hello?" I try the knob again, and it opens. What the fu-?
I look inside to see no one was in there.
"Okay now that is a whole new level of terrifying. Where's Y/n!" I yell aloud. But no one answers.
I then hear knocking at the front door, causing me to jump in surprise. Well isn't this a cliché haunting. Ugh, how typical.
I head to the front door and open it after unlocking it.
"Y/n!" I exclaim and embrace him tightly. "I thought you were in the bathroom," I tell him.
"Bathroom? No. The ghost or whatever dragged me outside and slammed the door in my face. I've been trying to get in for the past five minutes now. You couldn't hear me knocking?" I shake my head no.
"Not until a few seconds ago..." I answer, shrugging.
"The powers of the undead. Gotta love it." Y/n comments, rolling his eyes. My god his eyes are beautiful. I could stare at them all day. I'm so glad he's okay. And thankful he's not possessed. Heh.... Now, what do we do about a ghost problem?

Who do we call?