"the devil's hour" || a horror namjin ff ||

his presence

The clock ticked 2:58am as namjoon's forehead got covered in more sweat by each passing minute..

He just wanted a normal life like others, he couldn't even sleep after 3:00am, almost every night was sleepless as he felt an unknown presence in his home, which didn't deserved to be called a home..it was a living hell. The presence lurked in the shadows, so far yet so near..out of sight but never out of mind.

The clock ticked 2:59am as namjoon was drenched in his sweat, his forehead wet, his chest a little visible. He looked like he wore his clothes after a shower without drying himself, but he couldn't care less.

He wanted the time to pause, but he knew that was physically impossible..his soul shivered as a chill ran down his spine when he saw the clock ticked 3:00am known as "the devil's hour"

He felt weird, the walls around him feeling like they were watching his every move. He felt suffocated, the beads of sweat covered his forehead, making his hair wet as he looked around with a panicked and fearful expression. He went to his balcony as he opened the door for fresh air, he looked around watching the street lights, the alley near his house, the silent street as he sighed. He went back in, just as he was about to sit down he heard...smash!

A glass broke, he felt his heart skipping a beat as he debated if he should check or no..he picked up a baseball bat as he went downstairs to check but..........Nothing was broken?

He checked every room, but he found Nothing broken, as he sighed in relief, suddenly he felt a breath on his neck as someone just pecked his neck, leaving a burning sensation.

He turned around immediately but found no one, he thought it must would've been air but the burning sensation was still there..

He felt hungry so he went to kitchen to make some ramen..(yes guys he knows how to cook in this ff 💀🙏)

He opened one of the cabinet and pulled out a pack of instant noodles and started preparing it, after preparing it he placed the bowl of the ramen on the counter and turned around to turn off the stove..when he turned back to the counter, the bowl was missing.

Namjoon's blood boiled as he picked up a random bowl from the sink and smashed it on the ground as the bowl was now into hundreds of small pieces..he stepped on the crashed bowl as a piece of sharp bowl pierced through his foot's skin as some blood started to come out from the pierced skin, but at the moment he was too angry to notice his foot's condition or his action as he shouted angrily..

Namjoon: WHAT THE FVCK YOU WANT FROM ME!?

it looked like he shouted on no one but to himself, but his blood went cold when he heard.........

??: YOU....

To be continued.......
                                  
Did y'all liked this part!?😭🙏
I know it's probably trash but I'll try to improve..
Peace out..💋