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It was a couple weeks before Halloween, and the air outside was brisk with the beginnings of autumn. Jisung was browsing through the horror section of the video store, hunting for the perfect flick for his and his boyfriend’s movie night.
A movie caught his eye, and he picked up the display box to read the description on the back. Suddenly he felt arms wrap around his middle, and he jumped a little.
“It’s just me, baby,” Minho whispered lowly, nibbling at his earlobe while rocking his boyfriend from side to side. He peered over his shoulder to see what movie he was inspecting. “Vampires? Really? Didn’t know you were into that, Sung,” he said, then playfully bit at his neck, eliciting a squeal from Jisung.
“I’m not,” Jisung said, turning around once Minho released him. “But this one looks good. Probably not too scary for Hyunjin and Innie, but still spooky. What do you think?”
Minho shrugged. “Doesn’t really matter to me. If you think it’s good, let’s rent it.”
“Not if you think vampire stuff is stupid. I don’t want to hear you mocking it all night,” Jisung said, crossing his arms with a mildly accusatory look.
Minho flashed a toothy grin, hands held up in defense. “Me? Mock something I think is stupid? Never.”
“So you do think vampire stuff is stupid?” Jisung pressed.
Minho shrugged. “I mean, kind of. Not so sure why some dead creep stalking you at night and wanting to drink your blood is supposed to be sexy.”
Jisung waved the movie’s display box in front of his boyfriend’s face. “This isn’t supposed to be sexy. It’s a horror movie.” Granted, the vampire on the cover was extremely good-looking.
Minho huffed. “Fine. But this better not awaken anything in you!”
Jisung poked a finger into Minho’s sternum. “You’re the one who just walked up and bit my neck!”
“Just to tease you!” Minho retorted.
Jisung smirked. “You’re just mad about sexy vampires because you’re more into wolf stuff, aren’t you?”
Minho flushed red. “No!” He took the display box out of Jisung’s hand and put it back on the shelf, grabbing the only copy of the movie that was behind it. “Let’s just rent this so we can get home before Hyunjin and Innie arrive.” Minho pulled Jisung towards the register.
In the next aisle over, Chan had been pretending to browse rom-coms as he listened in on Minho and Jisung’s conversation.
Dead creep? Chan took offense at that. Sure, he was dead, but a creep?
Felix dashed up to him, holding out a movie. “Let’s watch this one! I missed it when it was in theaters.”
Chan looked at the title on the disc through the transparent plastic case. He chuckled. “It came out fifty years ago,” he observed.
Felix jumped up and down a little. “I know! And I never got around to seeing it!”
“Think you can wait a little longer? I think I found us a different kind of fun for tonight.”
Felix’s eyes widened. “What do you have in mind, hyung?”
***
When they stepped outside, Jisung tucked his chin under his heavy-knit gray scarf to block out the crisp night air, and tucked his hand into Minho’s. They set off toward their apartment, which was only a few blocks down from the video store.
“Hey!” they heard a man’s voice call behind them, and they turned around, letting go of each others’ hands. A dark-haired man jogged up to them, a more petite silver-haired man close behind him. “I’m glad we caught you!” he said, a big, disarming grin stretching across his handsome face. “The cashier said you just rented the last copy of the movie we were planning to watch for our movie night tonight.”
Minho frowned. “And?” Why was this his problem?
Jisung saw the silver-haired man smiling sweetly at him as he clung to the dark-haired man’s arm. Something about that sweet smile tugged at Jisung’s heartstrings, so he tugged on his boyfriend’s hand and suggested, “They could watch it with us? Hyunjin and Innie said they bought too many snacks, anyway.”
Minho scowled at the suggestion, and gestured at the two men in front of them. “We don’t even know them!”
The dark-haired man nodded understandingly and held up his hand in a slight wave, his dimpled smile quite charming as he said, “Oh, sorry! I’m Chan! And this is Felix.” The silver-haired man waved, scrunching his nose up in a cute smile.
Jisung smiled back. “I’m Jisung!” He nudged his boyfriend.
“Minho,” his boyfriend said curtly.
“Are you two dating?” Felix blurted out. “You two are so cute together.”
Minho pulled Jisung closer to his side. “Yeah, we’re dating. But he’s the cute one, and I’m the scary one,” he said with a sassy smirk, tilting his head.
Chan barked out a short laugh and stuck his hands into his coat pockets. “So, sounds like you have a small group getting together? We were going to watch with two of our friends, too. They’re out getting snacks right now. Would you mind if we all came over to your place? Feel free to say no, obviously—I totally get not wanting four strangers to crash your movie night.” He laughed again, disarmingly, eyes searching their faces.
It crossed Chan’s mind that maybe inviting himself and three others over to someone else’s movie night, especially given his ulterior motive, which was to prove that he wasn’t creepy, might actually be in and of itself kind of creepy. Damnit. But he was committed now.
Minho looked at Jisung, who was silently begging with those big eyes of his. He sighed. “Okay, come on. Our place is close.”
Felix jumped for joy and practically skipped along next to Chan as the four of them headed toward Minho and Jisung’s apartment.
Felix knew Chan well enough to know that he probably had his sights set on Minho, but he hoped he would let him play with him, too. And show him what “scary” really looked like.