(Bloody Circus)The Clown X Male Reader *FLUFF*

Y/n had coulrophobia for as long as he can remember. He's so horrified of clowns, that just hearing the word makes him tremble under his feet. Y/n's school bullies would repeatedly tease him for his fear often going as far as to scaring him, while he's walking home. Sometimes leaving him in a state of hyperventilation. One day while walking home Y/n takes a short cut through the woods to avoid bumping into his bullies, unknowingly following a path that would lead him to his own demise, by a cannibalistic clown. Before Y/n took his last breath, he was swallow up, by a peculiar, cold, black mist. "Welcome to your new nightmare", a low whisper said before everything went black. Will Y/n let his fear consume him forever, or will he find comfort in the very thing that keeps him on edge?

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