amusement park ♡ soonchan

2: fantasy

By the time we got on the ride for the haunted house, we'd all gotten acquainted. Lilac Prince was named Jeonghan, a benevolent and handsome boy. Hansol seemed the most boyish of them all, wearing some basketball jersey and talking about a sports team he was on.

Chan was my hand-holder. He had such charming features up close, but a timid and reserved personality, despite his close relationship with the former two boys.

Before we got on the ride, we situated ourselves so that each of us sat with someone from the other group. As planned, Seungkwan sat with Hansol, Seungcheol sat with Jeonghan, and I sat with Chan.

The ride jolted to life without warning and we immediately went through a dark tunnel. Suddenly there were flickering lights, revealing translucent fog that was surrounding us. Eerie noises surrounded us: crazed laughter and scarily realistic screaming. We saw zombies and ax murderers and mentally insane people. There was enough fake blood throughout this ride to fill around three bathtubs, though all of this together wasn't enough to even raise my hair.

There was one jump scare in particular that made all of us yelp to some degree, though some more than others (Seungkwan screamed enough for all of us). Feeling Chan's hand find mine gave me exciting butterflies, fluttering around swiftly in my gut.

Another room we entered was a crime scene, with blood spattered across the walls and floor and a ghost with red eyes standing over a dead body. I heard Seungkwan whimper behind me.

"Hansol, I'm scared," Seungkwan whispered.

"It's okay, I'll protect you," Hansol said coolly, probably followed by wrapping his arm around the elder.

Two seats away I heard Seungcheol repeat nearly the same line, however, Jeonghan wasn't as impressed. He probably said something along the lines of, "I don't need your protection thanks," but it wasn't quite clear.

The ride continued outside and into a graveyard type scene. A hand popped out of the ground right in front of a grave and the young duo behind me both shouted in fear, Chan solely scooting closer to me. He smelled like peppermint.

We drove by a garden with stone statues, and suddenly one of them came to life with a bright camera flash, earning another wail from the two behind me. Seungcheol, Jeonghan, and I were unaffected by it. Maybe we were a little old for this one, but at least I had the photo to look forward to.

Back inside, there were more minuscule scares that made Hansol and Seungkwan cry out in fear, while the rest of us didn't really react. Chan was a little frightened but not nearly as much as his elder counterpart, which came as a shock to me, considering his need for hand-holding.

By the time the ride ended, my heart was racing. But absolutely not because of the ride. The worst part of the ride was, unfortunately, taking my hand back once again.

As we were walking away, we strode past the photo stand, where we would see the pictures taken of us during the scares. We all rushed up to see the pictures, and they were golden. Hansol and Seungkwan looked so unattractive, their mouths opened wide because they were in mid-scream. Chan and I somehow looked peaceful, his head resting on my shoulder. Seungcheol's arm was around Jeonghan, both of them looking fairly neutral except for a mildly agitated look on Jeonghan's face.

Without hesitation, Seungcheol pulled out his wallet and ordered three copies of the photos, chuckling wildly. We got them then continued walking out of the ride.

"Hansol's screams scared me more than the ride did," Chan admitted, still by my side. The rest of us chuckled, Hansol blushing slightly at losing his manly looks.