renjun.

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you screamed as a person dressed in all white with fake blood stains, jumped scared you. even if you knew it was fake, the mere thought of a scary stranger actually reaching out to grab you, was not it. renjun smiled as you pulled him closer and harder to you, so you could be shielded from the evilness before you. later that day when it was time to part and he headed home, all he could think about was exactly how close your bodies were, and the fact that you pulled him closer for comfort. he was honestly whipped. when he woke up the next morning, there was a bruise on his arm. he smiled, his mind filled with thoughts of you, as he covered it up as best as he could with makeup. "maybe i can take her to another haunted house today...." was what he thought.

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