"Are you ready?" you looked at Sunoo.
He seemed a bit hesitant. He was fiddling with his fingers.
You quickly suggested an alternative,
"We can just carve some pumpkins instead if you would prefer that. I have some cool designs in mind."
You knew Sunoo was one who liked the softer parts of Halloween. Pumpkin carving, Halloween cartoons/kid movies, dressing up, trick or treating. That was just who he was. Halloween definitely wasn't Sunoos favorite holiday nor was it within his top 3.
If Sunoo was a widely celebrated holiday, he would be valentine's day. He was sweet inside out. He was always giving more than he ever received. Sunoo was a big softie. Even his attempts at scaring people were too cute to be afraid of.
But another thing about Kim Sunoo was that he was daring. Sassy, daring, and definitely not to be messed with unless you wanted your whole life roasted within a few sentences produced from his impressive on-the-go comebacks filled brain.
"No, I want to try this" Sunoo said sternly.
"Are you sure?"
He gave a little nod, and so you both went ahead.
"How did they even make this place?" he scanned the area around you guys as you walked closely side by side.
Not only was the vibe eerie, but the place also didn't smell that great either. It was humid inside; it made your hands feel clammy and sticky. You were breathing in very warm air, it felt like you were suffocating on it. You could also hear distant screams from other people in the DIY house, or was that just a sound track they were playing to add to the impact?
At first, it seemed empty. calm almost.
The lighting was very dim from the attempt to black out all the outside light. The hallway was almost clear of things except false webs and decorative spiders. The walls weren't actually walls, however. The walls were made from tall office space dividers or "mobile office screens" (that kept privacy between each office space) and blankets, garbage bags and other various materials used as a roof cover.
"Why do they even have this many dividers?" you stated, surprised.
This wasn't a bougie haunted house. In fact, technically it wasn't a house at all. It was just a small event the community had put together to raise money for charity. They used common objects around them to create the house. It truly was respectable. They had done quite a good job on their limited budget.
"It's not that bad actually," Sunoo admitted a little too soon, "I thought it would be a lot scarier than this."
Almost immediately after that, a tall, bulky figure dressed in bloody rags, sprung themselves at you and Sunoo. It was so unexpected, you even found yourself jumping quite hard at the scare and letting out a small yell of stun.
The grip Sunoo had on you was borderline painful. There was barely any room for oxygen to pass through your arm. His nails were dug into your skin. The fear that paralyzed his body made sure your arm suffered just as much as he was.
Speaking of painful, the screech that left Sunoo's mouth was so abdominally loud and sharp you were sure your ear drum had just exploded. Even the jump scarer flinched at the noise, instantly regretting their life choices. The scream that Sunoo produced was the sound of true, bloody murder.
You giggled through the pain, letting Sunoo cling onto you as you kept walking. The sounds of chainsaws roared nearby, and things were getting really tense all of a sudden.
"I guess the further we go in, the better it gets" you commented, expecting a response. However, there was none.
You looked at the poor boy holding your arm like it was his only life support.
"Are you okay?"
Sunoo wouldn't open his eyes, squinting hard as he tried to seal them shut. He shook his head. "Let's get out of here A.S.A.P"
He opened his eyes to look at you for a reaction, but as soon as he did another monster-like person ran at you both, making Sunoo scream again. But it was different. This time, Sunoo had let his shock get the best of him.
"BITCH" he yelled. Then he caught his breath and rolled his eyes. That was a classic Sunoo moment. The sassiest man around.
The monster like man broke character and laughed, genuinely not expecting such a reaction.
The rest of the way basically consisted of the same thing. Sunoo screaming and clinging onto you for dear life, barely opening his eyes.
The outside light shone through the exit of the maze-like house, and Sunoo ran toward it like it was heaven. You couldn't blame him though, the way his soul completely left his body each time you were jumped at, it might as well have been heaven they were headed to.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" you dared ask.
"Can we just stick to pumpkins next time?" he replied absolutely terrified.
You let out a small laugh, you had really enjoyed yourself and you were very, very glad Sunoo had not passed out from fear back there.
"Sure thing."

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Enhypen when... (one shots)
Short StoryHere are a collection of my short enhypen imagines and one shots. Each chapter includes a member, you, and a scenario. I'll be starting off with "Enhypen when you're not feeling well" one shots, and continuing from there. Before each series there wi...