Title: Monsters
Pairing: Manjoume-cest (Implied)
Rating: I'll say M simply because there is the fact that it's incest and Non-Con at that.
Summary: Manjoume looked back on fairy tales.
Manjoume Jun wished for monsters. Something new to be scared of during the night, with the curtains open a tiny sliver to let in light and show off shadows in his room.
The boogieman with razor sharp claws, glowing eyes and a swiftness to grab unwary children, drag them to a darkened lair and feast on their flesh. A Banshee to scream him to death, long white face and grabbing hands, slimy from whatever realm they appeared from, rags catching on furniture as they chased him. A Werewolf with slavering jaws, red eyes and a matted, steaming pelt that would chase him through the gardens of the mansion, not stopping until it rends him limb from limb.
Manjoume pulled the covers over his head. He could hear something out there…
Hell, the monster under the bed would be nice, or the ghost in the attic, or the thing that goes bump in the night. The horror in the deep, the creature from the black lagoon, the big bad wolf, the Candy-man, Freddy Kruger, the alien from outer space. The Tommy Knockers. Langoliers. Hydras. Medusa. Poltergeists.
Heavy breathing in his room now, something creeping up his bed sheets.
Giant spiders. Mummies back from the dead. A headless horsemen. An evil scarecrow. Ghosts and ghoulies and goblins. A wicked witch to put him in a stew. Some scaly genetic mistake.
Manjoume stifled a sob, a cold hand moving over his mouth to keep anymore screams to a minimum. The monster slipped under his blankets, tugged them off his head and covered Manjoumes body with its own.
Afterwards, in the dim light of dawn that banishes monsters until the next night, Manjoume wondered why other kids got such nice, normal monsters when all he got was his brothers.
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