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TheWeirdAndRandom — Nightmare (Chanyeol x Reader)
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Description You smile softly as you carefully swipe away the few strands of hair from Chaerin’s face. You then turned to walk out of the room, checking that her music note nightlight was on (a special gift from her father) along with the baby monitor situated on the side table. You closed the door behind you, making sure no noise came from it before walking down the stairs to go to the living room where a movie was playing on quiet whilst your side of the baby monitor was on.

Your name is Park (Y/n), married to Park Chanyeol who was able to charm his way into your heart and eventually got you to say the two words which most people would love to hear in their lifetime: I do. However, it was all very secret in the beginning due to his job as a rapper for the famous kpop group called EXO. After a couple years of dating, you were watching one of EXO’s concert from backstage when he suddenly called you up on stage and introduced you to the EXO-Ls as his girlfriend. It was difficult at first, but the outcome was wonderful as you both now have a daughter to share your love for.

This was a normal routine for you if Chanyeol was working (which was close enough to everyday). You and Chaerin would have dinner, play for a little longer before she felt too tired to do anything else, and then you would put her to bed and wait for Chanyeol to come home.

Nevertheless, from the moment you woke up this morning, you had an unsettling feeling which did not set right with you. It was a feeling in your gut which was screaming at you that something bad was going to happen today but your brain was telling you otherwise. But you learnt that you should always trust your gut feeling.

You were sipping on some green tea in order to help you unwind from today by watching one of your favourite movies. However, alongside the noise coming from the TV, there was a buzzing noise but you couldn’t tell what it was or where it was coming from. You decided to ignore it for now since you rationalised it was background noise for this certain scene. But as the scene moved on, the noise continued. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusing before setting your tea down and muting the movie. The noise was much clearer now.

The noise was coming from the baby monitor.

Fear gripped your heart as you leaned closer towards the baby monitor to hear this noise. At first, you thought the noise was static but now with the volume low, the noise was more coherent and you could decipher it as … whispering. You reasoned that this was not possible as all the windows are locked and the only way for someone to enter that room would have needed to walk past the living room, which cannot be done subtly due to the creaky stairs.

Nevertheless, this did not settle your mind. You were growing more and more worried and scared when the whispering was getting louder. It was not the whispering however that was starting to scare you, but the realisation that whoever or whatever was making the whispering was in Chaerin’s room.
Motherly instinct kicked in and with no moment to spare, you were running up the stairs towards Chaerin’s room. There was a sound of a huge bang just as you reached the door, which triggered screaming and crying coming from your daughter. You slammed the door open but what you saw next could not be explained by any rational mind.

It was dark. The night light was now off but the light from the hallway helped you see into the room.

Looming over your daughter’s head, was a figure.

It was all black except for its head which had red spikes atop of it along with its blinding white open eyes. The figure had stayed with its head looking at Chaerin, but suddenly the head whipped to you hissing at your presence. The eyes glared into your soul and fangs protruding from its mouth.
You reached for the lights, turning them on but when you looked back, it was gone.

The only thing left as proof that the figure was there before them was the bloody handprint imprinted and staining Chaerin’s once white sheets. You hid your fear and rushed over to your daughter’s bedside and gathered her in your arms. She was wailing her heart out which pricked at your own. You took the two of you into the living room (where the lights were still on, making the pair of you feel safe).

“M-Mummy, I’m scared,” Your daughter cried as she gripped at your t-shirt like her life depended on it. You shushed her, rocking her slowly till her eyes closed. You put her down on the sofa with a nearby blanket to tuck her in. You stroked her head, so that she would sleep peacefully.
You got your phone out, ready to hit the call button that was until your front door opened making you jump out of your seat ready to fight whoever was at the door.

“I’m sorry that I’m late Jagiya, but we were learning some new choreography and I just-“ Chanyeol stopped talking however as he noticed you stood in front of their daughter with a frightened look on your face. His face immediately changed into one of worry when tears started to fall from your eyes at the sight of him. He immediately dropped his bags by the door before taking your face in his hands to wipe the tears from your face.

From there you explained to him what the two of you saw which terrified you both to the bone. You then showed him the bloody handprint to which surprised him to no end. However, the mistake you made was leaving Chaerin on her own because as soon as you stepped out of her bedroom crying was heard. Chanyeol dashed into the living room with you following behind closely.

As you came into the living room you saw Chanyeol on the floor, knocked out unconscious whilst the red spiked demon had your daughter grabbed by the neck.

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You jolted up right in your bed, tears in your eyes and a sheen of sweat covering your body. Chanyeol sat up tiredly, but worry was evident. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, it was just a nightmare,”
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