ateez x reader

《 san 》

disclaimer: reader and san are a pair of ghosts haunting a house, and every day they try to outcompete each other in scaring whoever comes in.

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There was a mansion that's left abandoned for many years. What used to be colour white was now covered in dark smudge with leaves overgrowing in every inch of the house. The mansion was rumoured to be haunted by ghosts that used to live there.

"Oh my god, did that couch just moved?" A girl gasped. Her friends turned to where she's pointing.

"Hillary, stop scaring us. There's no such thing as ghosts!" Hillary's friend bravely said but her figure was hiding behind her boyfriend's tall figure.

A dark figure slowly approaching the group of friends and was about to scare them when-

"I called dibs!"

Someone shouted from the stairs and the teenagers screamed in fear at the booming voice before they ran out of the house, some of their belongings dropped to the floor.

"Ugh, I was about to scare them, San!" you stomp your feet looking up the stairs to see the said boy, San, was holding up a chair in the air. He rolled his eyes before throwing it behind him.

"And there's no 'dibs' in this household. Have you forgotten we are competing?" you crossed your arms.

Yes, competing. Let me go back to how this happened with you and San - in 1989, you and San are actually newlyweds in your early 20's. San was the son of a businessman and took over his dad's position so he was really rich but a humble man. You were a baker that San's family constantly buy their breads from and that's how you both met. He proposed after dating you for a year and he bought a mansion on top of a hill. You were married for 2 years and it was great until tragedy happened.

San's rival was furious about San's company being the most successful so they hired a hitman to kill him. But you were there at a wrong timing so he had to kill both of you... while you were 2 months pregnant.

If you ever heard of a folktale story from Indonesia, you'd know that when a pregnant woman was murdered, she'll return as a 'pontianak' or a banshee to seek revenge. And when you hear a woman wailing at night, that is when the banshee appears.

You returned as a banshee and San returned as a normal ghost but an angry one. Ever since you two came back to haunt the place, San changed. He became so angry with humans; he'd throw any object to any human that pisses him off. While you wait for anyone to scare for the thrill. Of course, San was competitive so he will scare anyone the moment they enter the mansion.

The teenagers that came earlier was San's win so that was his 103th win and you were 98th.

You huffed, messing your hair in frustration. "I was about to bleed out and cry to scare them, you asshole."

"I'm sorry, my beautiful crying wife, but we are competing." He smirked, pissing you off even more.

You clicked your tongue and sat down on the floor, waiting for more 'brave' ghost hunters. While you were sulking, your eyes gazed on San's back and sighed. Even as a ghost with pale lips and dark panda eyes, he was still the handsomest man you married 31 years ago.

"How old were we when we got married, San?" you brought up.

San puts down a picture frame of you and him in your wedding clothes and turned to you. "24. I was 25 then." he smiled.

"I'd be 55 right now if we didn't die." You quietly said, not wanting to make the conversation dull but San noticed how sad you were and wrapped his arms around you from behind, his lips touching your head.

"I'm sorry, y/n. If it wasn't for me, you would have lived. At least the baby would survive."

"Don't say that. If you die, how can I live?" you turned to him. "San, I would follow you to the depths of hell. I married you so I want to be with you. You can't push me away."

"I know, baby." He said.

"I love you, San."

He tightened his hold around you. "I love you forever more."

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