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Spooky Scary Delinquents

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“Yo, bro, do I look freaky eno- Jesus Christ...holy shit, how did you get your eyes like that?”

Allan and Kuro had made plans eons ago to put together a kind of...haunted house hedge maze...thing. They had booked a place, spent a very long time setting up, and tonight was the night! Opening night. Allan had thought it a waste to book this space and set all of this junk up just for one night of pure awesome, so they had the space for almost a week - which meant from 6PM to 11PM, Wednesday to Saturday, the unsuspecting (actually very much suspecting considering the marketing) public would be free to roam the house and grounds, while Allan, Kuro, and several other super creepy scare actors followed them around the premises. 

Halloween was Allan’s favourite season, that much was obvious. He’d put a lot of effort into his costume, even though he was nothing more than a greaser in a blood stained t-shirt and ripped jeans. The details were what made it special. He had bloodied his knuckles, blacked his eye, bandaged his arm and mussed up his hair just enough. And of course, he was wielding Angel, his trusty baseball bat. 

He hadn’t expected Kuro to look so cool, though. 

“You look fucking rad, dude.” 

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There was something shaking and breaking and breaking inside of her once she made it back to her room. Their room. A room she now shared with her husband. The Japanese occupation made her grit her teeth, but she had to smile. To speak that bastardized language that he surely thought was purer than her own as he destroyed everything she used to be. All of her jagged edges poking through the delicate silk she was dressed in. 

But she stayed still as the servants undressed her. Taking off layer after layer of her headdress and wedding kimono and re-dressed her to prepare her for her wedding night. There were certain things to be expected and she certainly hoped he wasn’t expecting it. Because they were not normal people and thus wouldn’t be taking to such traditions. 

Hopefully he would be off, fighting in this rising war that seemed to be on his horizons. It would give her more time to think. She watched her long, dark hair spill down her back as the pins and fake hair was pulled from it. She took another moment and washed the white makeup from her face, wiping the red from her lips. When she looked up to the mirror, she saw him in the reflection of it and had to quickly swallow her fear. Making sure it wasn’t in her eyes. 

So many had thought they could conquer her. Keep her. They had all been proven wrong and she wasn’t about to allow him to be. 

SooJin turned to face him and bowed, but not lowly, “Kuro, I am going to retire for the night.” 

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ryuketsu-no-sakura replied to your post “Korea and Japan being married during that time Japan held its imperial...”

;;*slides in* you rang? i am a sLUT for kuro as imperial japan

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