Your Wish Is My Command

Boo! - [Kris]

Requested by anon

 

 

Kris nuzzled on to your neck. He could feel your hands shaking, as you hid them under the small covers. He looked over at the side of your face. Your eyes were fixed on the TV screen and fear was written clearly on your face. He slid his hand down your arm, which you grabbed greedily to hold on to.

“If you’re scared we can stop watching this,” he mumbled as he planted a kiss on your neck.

“Scared? What? No no I’m fine,” you said in a hushed tone. He smiled at your failed attempt to convince him that you were not scared.

“You clearly are,” he said pushing you from on top of him. You turned around to face him.  A mischievous smile took his lips.

“What?” you asked, hitting him on his chest lightly. He shook his head, still smiling and then held your hands.

“I love you, you know that right?” he said, and kissed your hands. You nodded back with a shy smile. Kris was being weird again but nevertheless, you liked he when he occasionally told you that he loved you.

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 That night, it had begun to thunderstorm outside. Your weak heart was panicking, thinking about where Kris could be. He had left, after watching the movie saying he had to meet the boys. He usually did that but he never came back this late. It was almost past midnight. You looked at your phone in frustration. There was no point calling him. He hadn’t answered your past five calls or tons of messages.

Suddenly, the screen began flashing. He was finally calling you. You picked up the phone and just when you began to yell, a distant and weak voice cut you. “________! I’m sorry,” Kris said.

“Kris!” you whispered his name. “Are you okay?”

“Aaaaaaahhh,” he cried and then there was complete silence. You heart sank. The hair on your body rose.

“Kris! Krissss… oppaa are you okay???” you asked again and again. There was no response except the faint beeping. You rushed to your window and slid the curtains to the side. The only visible light was the small street lamp in the far corner. Nothing could be seen except the heavy rain creating ripples in the small puddles.

“Oppaaaa!” you whimpered. Tears rolled down your cheeks, quite similar to the raindrops racing down the windowpane.

You began looking for your shoes and an umbrella. You had to go find him. Right when you were about to leave your room you heard your front door open and then shut tightly.

“Oppa!” you said happily and began to rush out. There was no response. As soon as you stepped into the hallway the lights went out. “Oppa!” you said- but this time a lot more scared then the first time. You could hear footsteps and the faint sound of a dripping raincoat. Kris didn’t own a raincoat. You began to take steps back into your room. You grabbed the first thing you saw and ran into a corner.  

The man in the coat walked into the room. You were curled up beside the night stand. He couldn’t see you. He moved his head from side to side, as if trying to sniff the air for a human’s presence. His behavior was very animal like- just like the murderer from the movie.

You held onto the fragile object, drinking your own tears as they gushed out of your eyes. Whoever this man was, was surely there to kill you. And that call you just received? Nothing made sense. You were worried about Kris and you were also worried about your own life.

The man began walking towards the side of the bed, closest to you. You scrunched your legs even more but you knew it wasn’t going to help. Another step, and he would be able to see you clearly. You closed your eyes and rested your head against your knee. The footsteps grew closer. He had seen you. His pace became faster.

“Aaa,” you let out a scream when he held you and pulled you up viciously. His grip was firm. It tightened even more as he brought you closer to himself. You could feel his warm breath on your face. Your eyes were tightly shut.

“Krisss,” you whispered one last time before that monster could kill you. Just then you heard a cheerful laugh. The grip loosened and the person pushed you back. The laugh was awfully similar. You opened your eyes and looked up. Kris was standing before you, laughing hysterically at your scared face.

“Oppa???” you gasped in shock.

“Got you,” he said clapping and jumping. As you slowly gained your senses your fear turned into anger. You pushed him angrily and began to walk away. He had gone too far this time. But he held you and pulled you back. “Why are you mad? I thought you weren’t scared of anything?” he asked.

“Are you stupid?” you asked in return and also smacked his forehead lightly. “You nearly killed me. …And what was that whole phone call thing? I was so worried about you. …” Tears were still rolling down your cheeks. “I hate you so much Kris,” you said. He pressed your face against his chest so you could cry all you want to. You held on to him so tightly, that he had trouble breathing. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” You repeated.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him say.

“Yeah! You better be,” you mumbled.

“But you have to admit, it was pretty cool right? And and.. did you see how the lights went out.”

“How did you do that?” you asked.

“I don’t know. I was quite surprised myself but it helped me even more,” he shrugged his shoulders. Just then, both you and him jumped at the piercing sound of thunder. That was soon followed by lots of laughter.

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 This one is pretty short too but hey I actually wrote two scenarios this week. Give me some credit. [ I promise it’ll get better once I get done with this semester. I hope ya’ll like this :)

I can totally imagine Kris being a troll but extremely sweet at the same time. 

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