author's note: might be a part two to this one, depending on how much attention it gets 👀👀
warnings: there are mentions of demon and devil worship, please don't read if that makes you uncomfortable
you sighed deeply. you could not believe yourself. you couldn't believe that you let your friends convince you of doing such a thing.
no, it wasn't having a make out session in a closet for seven minutes. it wasn't being dared to kiss the person next to you, or take an article of clothing off. it wasn't anything like that. no, they had managed to convince you to join them in the basement of an old house that belonged to chungha's late grandparents. it had been abandoned for a while, although apparently her grandparents still owned it because when both of them died, it was passed along to her family.
chungha had invited everyone over to the house. it was old and rundown. as soon as you stepped into the home, you wondered from all the creaks and cracks of the floorboards and walls if it was on the verge of collapsing. the walls seemed to groan on their own. it didn't help that the wooden planks on the outside gave the house an eerie feeling. honestly, it felt like a scene from a horror movie. and that was probably why chungha invited everyone there.
when investigating the basement, she found an old ritualistic looking book. the group of friends, you, chungha, yoona, minho, and haneul, we're divided on whether or not to use the book for something. chungha, being the person that she was, spoke for herself, yoona, and minho. she said that she was all for it, stating that she didn't believe in the supernatural. she was skeptical but curious. you and haneul, however, were all for leaving the book where it was found and finding a hotel to stay at instead of staying at the house. of course, chungha was very convincing, meaning she basically pressured you and haneul into joining them. "nothing could possibly happen." she had said. of course, you were not reassured in the slightest.
so now here you were, sitting in a circle with everyone else. you glanced at your best friend, haneul, with a worried look, and he mirrored your expression, his lips forming a thin, straight line. chungha clapped excitedly after setting the book down on the cement in front of her. her eyes were narrowed, and there was a smirk on her face. "let's see what this is all about."
she opened up the book. the spine cracked as she turned over the cover. just like the house, perhaps the book was on the verge of falling apart. just how old was it? but more importantly, you wondered where it had come from, how it had gotten here? satanists, you thought, but that instantly draped a weighted blanket of anxiety over your shoulders. those types of people were known not to be messed with. and your gut was telling you that this wasn't a good idea, but you tried to ignore it.
"there is no korean in here, whatsoever. it's either english or some weird gibberish looking words. almost like symbols." the girl explained.
yoona leaned over, getting a closer look. "i don't even want to try reading that word."
chungha laughed at her best friend. she picked up the book, bringing it closer to her face so that it was easier to read. you waited rather impatiently, restlessly, anxiously. you were scared to say the least.
"daemon veni, et ludere." she muttered.
you glanced around at everyone. they all had confused yet curious faces. even haneul now seemed interested in this.
"what does that mean?" minho asked.
"do you think i'd know that?" chungha retorted.
minho made a face at her, turning away while crossing his arms over his chest.
"well, let's try it."
your eyes widened slightly. "but you don't even know what that says, or even what this book is about."
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bangtan one shots
Fanfictionjust bts one shots for whenever i'm bored and/or want to write. please vote and like and add this book to your beautiful reading lists! (psst. it encourages me to write more ☺️☺️)
