#q; Rainy Nights and Haunted Delights

[cherryeoo]

Rainy Nights and Haunted Delights

You flipped the little red ticket between your fingers as you stood in line, listening to the excited chatter of the people around you. You looked up at the large building looming in front of you, the words Haunted House painted in bold blood-red letters across the front. The concrete structure was modest in size, with two levels and a basement. Some of the windows were broken, while others were boarded up, all adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The front door stood slightly ajar, painted black, and the building was covered in graffiti with ominous words like hell and death. The air was filled with the distant screams and eerie sounds of music echoing from within. You could feel the buzz of excitement from the other visitors, each one eager for the thrill inside.

This wasn't your first time at the haunted house, but it was Baekhyun's. His first time ever, in fact. You smiled to yourself, excitement bubbling up inside. You noticed him standing beside you, chewing on his lower lip nervously, glancing up at the building as he fidgeted with his ticket.

"Aww, is someone getting scared?" you teased, nudging him with your elbow. "We can always go to the funhouse instead. It's way less scary."

"No, I'm not scared," Baekhyun replied, his hands on his hips, trying to look confident.

"Mmhmm, sure you're not." You smirked, watching him stomp his foot and stick his tongue out at you in mock defiance.

"I'm not! I'll prove it to you," he said, glancing back at the haunted house, though you could see the apprehension in his eyes. His brave face was cute, but you knew he was nervous.

Your heart warmed at the sight of him, wanting to comfort him, but you stayed still, amused by his stubbornness. The fall air had already started to chill, and the leaves were scattered on the ground, a few still fluttering from the trees. You zipped up your jacket against the cold breeze, shivering a little.

Just then, Baekhyun pulled you close, his arms wrapping tightly around you. The warmth of his embrace made you smile, and you buried your face in his chest, inhaling his sweet scent.

"Why didn't you tell me you were cold?" he asked, his voice soft with concern.

"It wasn't that bad until the wind picked up. I just hope we get inside before it starts raining," you replied, smiling up at him.

"I think we'll make it. And it should be done by the time we come out." He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your cold lips, his hand rubbing your back to keep you warm.

The line started moving, and before you knew it, it was your turn to go inside. You walked hand in hand, your eyes catching Baekhyun's as he put on his brave face again. You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, offering a silent promise that you were with him. He looked down at you, nodding, as you both entered the building, the old wooden stairs creaking beneath your feet as you made your way to the front door.

Inside, it was pitch dark, save for the small red flashlights you were given. The music blasted, muffling the distant screams and adding to the atmosphere. Cobwebs and torn sheets hung from the walls, and dust settled on old furniture, splattered with fake blood. You admired the effort they put into the decorations, the detail making it even creepier.

As you made your way through the corridors and rooms, Baekhyun's grip on your hand tightened with every step. You could feel the tension in his fingers, but you kept your hand in his, even as it started to hurt. Every now and then, you'd hear him gasp or feel him jump beside you, and though it was cute, you couldn't help but feel a little guilty for dragging him into this. Still, you squeezed his hand, encouraging him as you moved on.

At one point, a figure jumped out from behind a wall, making both of you gasp. Baekhyun immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face into your neck, trembling. Your heart ached for him, knowing he was truly scared, despite his efforts to hide it.

"Baekhyun, it's over," you whispered softly, rubbing his back as you exited the last room.

Once outside, you moved to the side to let the others pass by. Baekhyun pulled away slowly, still holding onto you tightly. His face was pale, and he let out a relieved sigh.

"So much for keeping my cool," he muttered, a sheepish grin forming on his face.

"Hey, it's okay. I was scared too. I shouldn't have made you come here. We could have gone somewhere else and had fun." You gazed up at him, a little apologetic, but Baekhyun shook his head.

"I wanted to. Even though I was scared, I knew you were having fun. And honestly, I was just happy to be with you." He leaned down and kissed you softly, his lips warm and comforting.

You melted into the kiss, your hands finding their way up to his chest, pulling away only when you both needed to breathe. You smiled up at him. "Let's go home."

You turned to leave, but stopped short when you saw it was pouring rain outside. People were running to their cars, trying to avoid getting soaked.

"Oh great. And we don't have hoods or umbrellas," you sighed.

Baekhyun smiled at you. "Well, I guess there's only one thing to do." Without another word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you out into the rain.

You didn't even have time to protest before he was leading you toward the car, both of you running to escape the downpour. The rain hit you both hard, but you finally made it to the car, diving in and slamming the doors shut behind you. Baekhyun burst into laughter, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

"That wasn't too bad," he chuckled.

"No, not at all," you replied, grinning back at him.

After a few seconds, you both burst into another fit of laughter. You looked at him, admiring how handsome he looked, even soaked to the bone. Water dripped from his hair, glistening under the streetlamp's light, making him look almost ethereal.

Baekhyun reached up, brushing a few wet strands of hair from your face, tucking them behind your ear with a soft caress that sent tingles down your spine. He leaned over and kissed you again, his lips warm against yours.

You stayed like that for what felt like forever, neither of you wanting to break the moment. Eventually, Baekhyun pulled away, the cold air between you making your lips ache for his touch again.

"I love you," he said, his smile lighting up his face as he started the car and turned on the heat to keep you both from freezing.

"I love you too, Baekhyun," you smiled, placing your hand on his as he pulled out of the parking lot, driving the two of you home.

[delicatelyherdreams]

Fluff Alphabet (Bucky Barnes)

A = Attractive (What do you they find attract about the other?)

He finds your eyes attractive: so kind and honest and true, they are truly your most captivating feature.

You love his scars: they show a story of a battle, one that he came out of victorious, and you never hesitate to show him just how much you adore them

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

At some point in time, he did want a family, but now he isn’t so sure. He’s always afraid that the Winter Soldier’s past will come back to haunt him and his reasoning is that he’s already putting you at risk just by being with you and he isn’t so sure he could do that to his innocent child.

But, at another point in time, he might be willing to start a family with you.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

He loves to spoon you. He feels like he can protect you better if his whole body is shielding you and that usually comes in the form of cuddling via spooning.

D = Dates (What are dates like with them?)

Dates are low-key and normal. Usually he takes you to your favorite diner where you sit over breakfast or dinner and talk about the most random things.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

You are his anchor.

He is your love.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Bucky knew he was in love with you when he saw you hurt and bedridden. As he sat there at your hospital bedside with the horrid pains in his chest at seeing you like that, he couldn’t deny that he was totally and utterly in love with you and never wished to see you like that again.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so how?)

Very gentle. He’s always afraid that he’ll underestimate his strength and accidentally hurt you, so every touch is gentle and calculated so that way he takes no risk at all.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He likes to intertwine your fingers with his, gently squeezing it at random intervals.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

When he first saw you, he was skeptical. He didn’t know what your motives were and so he wanted to keep his distance, but after a few months of seeing you around, you slowly started to grow on him.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Possessive would be a better word for it. After having nothing as his own for so long, he gets sort of carried away when it comes to keeping you to himself. He’s just so afraid that someone will come and snatch you away that he can’t help it. And while it may be a little overbearing, you know he only has the best intentions.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

You kissed Bucky first, knowing that he would be too nervous to make the first move. But now he’s always the one to make the move, especially in private. The way he kisses you is tender and filled with love, cupping your cheek with one hand as he holds your waist with the other and 

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

He said it first. One day you two had just been lying down in bed cuddling when he realized that he absolutely and truly couldn’t live without you. He whispers it in the silence of the room and the words make your heart flutter like crazy.

M = Memories (What is their favorite memory together?)

His favorite memory is from one of your dates when he’d taken you to Coney Island. The delight on your face when he won you a bear from the shooting game was incomparable.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Nah, he doesn’t spoil you too much, but he will buy you anything if you give him the puppy-dog eyes. That’s how you ended up with a giant teddy bear that was taller than you.

O = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?)

He reminds you of a deep purple: complicated and easy to get lost in but so beautiful in its entirety. 

You remind him of a soft yellow: the light in his life.

P = Pet Names (What pet names do they use?)

He’s a classic old man who constantly calls you “Doll”

Q = Quaint (What’s their favorite non-modern thing?)

He loves the old-fashioned dancing. He teaches you some of his favorites and, on nights that you have the compound all to yourself, you two waltz to some old-timey music.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on rainy days?)

On rainy days, he likes to cuddle you in bed as you watch some old movies.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

He cheers himself up by watching some movies from the 30′s or listening to music from the same era.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Bucky likes to talk about you and what he’s missed. He’s always writing the details down in his journals so he won’t ever forget them. He literally has a journal dedicated solely to you.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Your voice will wind him down after a stressful day or mission. He just lets you talk about anything and, within minutes, his shoulders have relaxed and he’s fine.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

He likes to show off your achievements. He is very proud of you and everything you do and will not waste the opportunity to show “How special” his girl is.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

He proposes on a date night. It’s your three year anniversary and he’d tracked down his parents’ wedding rings just for the occasion. In the middle of a fancy restaurant, with violins playing in the background, he gets down on one knee and offers you his mother’s ring with the promise to love you until the end of his days.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Unsteady—X Ambassadors

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

He’s had the ring for, quite literally, 70 years.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

A cat to lounge around with.