Evu sat back with her feet resting on the dining table, arms supporting her head, the smirk never leaving her face as the man inspected the door, trying to figure out how the fuck it slammed shut.

He looked down at the mess, deciding to get his wife to clean it up when the lock of the door clicked and the door slowly creaked open.

Mr Park stared at the door for a few seconds but at the sound of wood being dragged, he turned around and his eyes went as wide as saucers.

The chair moved inch by inch away from it's original spot. A shiver ran down the man's spine and he rushed out of the kitchen, only to feet the carpet being pulled from under his feet.

He landed with a thud on the floor and spotted them.

Feet.

They were pale, almost translucent.

He raised his head and screamed when his eyes met lifeless ones of an unfamiliar face. A smile stretched across her pale face. Mr Park scrambled to his feet, heart pounding against his chest as he rushed out of the house.

Evu snorted.

Mission accomplished.

After this, just as Taehyung regularly visited Jimin, Evu made it a point to freak Mr Park out till the man was convinced the house was haunted.

"Dang, I miss scaring that oldie," Evu pouted one night as Taehyung was getting ready to meet Jimin.

"I don't. I'm glad the idiot left. Jimin seems so much happier and his room, gosh, his room looks suitable for a six year old now."

Evu smiled, "You're whipped. Now shoo. Go meet the kid. He's probably waiting for you."

"You're probably right," Taehyung chuckled before he created a portal and transported himself to Jimin's house. Sure enough, the minute he crawled out from under the bed, the child's eyes lit up.

"Taetae!"

The end, keke

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