Since the dawn of time, monsters have been assigned to humans. We live in any space we can, under the bed, in the closet and I've even spoken to some who have lived under a fridge.
We tend to stay with our assigned humans from the beginning of their...
A/N: No I'm not dead but I have way too many ideas. This was not even one of them until I got so bored and looked up monster under the bed prompts on google. I'm working on like a billion different fanfics for a billion different groups. I have finished none of them but I finished this in one night so... yeah.
So here's what I imagine Elliot looking like, I made the picture using Rinmaru games but they didn't have the cat eye pupil effect thing so just imagine that on him.
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Also, although he is barely mentioned, I made Damien too...
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Since the dawn of time, monsters have been assigned to humans. We live in any space we can, under the bed, in the closet and I've even spoken to some who have lived under a fridge.
We tend to stay with our assigned humans from the beginning of their life until the end of it, and sometimes, especially those who become 'too attached' it spells the end of us too.
Before this human, I have had three before. Each time I have seen them till the end. This human is Park Jisung.
Currently, he is eighteen years of age and a rather successful K-Pop idol. He is also the only one of my humans to completely ignore my existence, even as a child when our world is open to them.
Still, I reside under his bed. What humans don't know is that we monsters are actually trained to chase nightmares away rather than provide them. Jisung's nightmares, though they are few, are often based around his career and him not being good enough.
I've known this human since birth, his mother and father have approved of my being with him, and throughout all the hardships. It's impossible for me to think of him as anything but perfect.
Tonight, as the moon was covered by dark clouds, I slid from my home and sat next to the bed. It was a decent size, even for the ever-growing boy. I couldn't sense any nightmares so I spent the night watching the sky.
When I was barely a cub, humans hadn't figured out how to build tall buildings. I had had a perfect view of the stars. Nights like tonight was when I missed them.
