this book is filled with imagines and one-shots with k-idols, actors/actresses and ulzzangs with beautiful black women.
☆ requests are CLOSED ☆
• all (not really) lowercase
□ started: October 24, 2018
■ended: May 29, 2019
Based off of a creepypasta art video I saw. Credits go out to the artist and the woman who created the story.
. . .
The older woman struts down the halls of the asylum. Past some patients attacking doctors. Past patients making disgusting remarks towards her, saying hello to some doctors along the way.
"Hi, Tasha, how are you?" One of her co-workers Normani walks with me.
"I'm fine. Just coming to look over a patient." Tasha smiled.
"Can I come with you?" Normani asks as Tasha gives her a weirded out look.
"What? I don't have any patients to look over, and you get the ones on the upper level so, I just wanna check it out." Normani explains.
"Girl, you crazy"
The two laughed as they entered the elevator, pressing the button for the 9th floor.
. . .
Once arriving on the floor, the two women stroll over to the 7th door.
Tasha knocks on it.
"Come in!" Shouts a female from the other side of the door.
Once the two walks in, they were greeted by another nurse cleaning up her supplies, "He just took a bath, and I cleaned up his room, so I'll be on my way. Have a good day ladies."
As the nurse left, there sat a young man, on the edge of his bed. Holding a cute yellow dress. But, it didn't look as clean. It had dirt marks and holes on it. It looks like it has not been taken care of in years.
The man rubbed his fingers through the fabric. He smiled. His eyes closed in euphoria. His dimples pierced.
"Namjoon?" Tasha mumbles.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Namjoon takes a sniff from the dress, his eyes still closed, "It still smells like you...I love you Y/N...I'll always will."
Tasha sits next to Namjoon, placing her hand on his shoulder, "Namjoon?" She repeats, finally getting his attention as he turns his head over to her.
