Game: Mystic Messenger
Rating: It's basically Fluff
Genre: Short Story
Game I put him in: I made it up

Jumin: You were sitting in front of his desk, legs on the table, playing with his iPad as he revised a report before emailing it out. Every now and then he'd see you adjust your position and breathe in deeply as if you were preparing herself for something. You were smiling as you played and your eyes would light up the same way they did when you solved the riddle books Jumin sometimes read for leisure. You placed the iPad down and reached for your phone reading the notifications while you stretched then headed to his private bathroom.

Curiously he picked up the iPad wonder what was making you so happy. He put on the headphones and unlocked the screen. "Alone on the River" read the menu screen. There was a piano playing eerie music in a high soprano octave with a setting of a log cabin in the middle of a lake shrouded in fog. Somewhere deep in the distance was a shadowy figure.

Maybe this was some kind of horror mystery puzzle game. If he recalled correctly, and he knew he did, he remembered you saying scary puzzle games on the app store were 95.9% boring and not scary at all. He pressed the "Load Recent Save File" icon. The scene opened up with him looking at a wooden wall splattered with fresh blood. It looked real. It was dark and he could practically see the dust particles flying through the air. RRRuh…rrrruh…RRRuh…rrruh There was a sound of something rock back and forth slowly.

He was beginning to think he needed his eye sight checked. You were smiling right? But why? He moved the screen around and suddenly the rocking stopped and was replaced by the sound of thunder rolling in the distance. In front of him was a porcelain doll sitting on a rocking chair. She wore a red silk dress with a black ribbon around the waist. It looked so real. An unsettling feeling washed over him as he inspected the doll.

"I pick it up. It's just a doll thank goodness. Still the eyes make me feel uneasy. ." Read the dialogue. Jumin continued to look around the room, slightly enjoying the sound of the rolling thunder. There was a door that was locked with an intricate puzzle lock, a bookshelf with an observable book on the transferring of souls to dolls. Interesting. He kept scrolling until his characters back was to the doll.

"Never leave me…" The chair began to rock violently. RRRUHRRRUHRRRUHRRUH. It sounded as if it were directly behind him. The hair on the back of his neck raised slightly. It felt as if someone was really behind me. He could hear the sound of glass footsteps approaching him.

Clink clink clink. Slowly he moved the screen to face the chair. A bloody dolls face popped up in front of him and suddenly human hands reached out from behind him and grabbed his shirt.

"!?" Jumin jumped in his seat nearly dropping the iPad.

"Ooo! That was a nice reaction!" He heard his beloved laugh. "Haha! Got you!" He turned around seeing your beautiful smiling face with deviousness in your eyes.

He arched a brow as he pulled you in by the waist making you sit on his lap. "Why are you playing something like this?"

You shrugged. "Mmm…No reason. It's just thrilling." You played with his raven black hair.

"But you were smiling."

"Well, some of the jump scares got me and I was laughing at myself for falling for you." You rubbed your hands on his shoulders soothing his tension. "The sound is what freaks me out, they did a really good job." You hummed in comfort as you felt his muscles through his shirt.

"Hmm…Thrilling." He brought his lips to your ear. "Never leave me…and I'll thrill you in better ways."