Yomo
You clutch Yomo’s hand in your sweating palms by the time ten minutes have passed. When you jump violently again, he wordlessly opens his jacket and wraps you inside.
“Thank you,” you mumble, enjoying the feeling of his mighty arms around your shoulders.
“I’ll protect you,” he says, a serious light in his eyes. You plant a kiss on his cheek before turning back to the TV.
“Aieeeee!” you scream.
Uta
“Hon, nothing’s happened yet.” Uta spies sweat beading your brow. It’s cute and kinda attractive.
“I know, but…something’s going to,” you whisper. Uta has, of course, insisted on turning out all the lights in your apartment. For theatrical effect.
“Don’t you think I’m strong enough to protect you?” He bends over to tickle your feet.
“OR to hurt me!” you shriek.
He chuckles and draws you closer. “Just watch. We’re gonna have a great time. What’s life without a few scares?”
Tsukiyama
“Wait.” You narrow your eyes. You’re shaking even under the blanket Tsukiyama has wrapped the two of you in, and you certainly won’t sleep tonight, but –
“This was your idea.”
“Indeed, ma chérie.” Tsukiyama smiles thinly.
“You’re trembling. You’re scared, too!”
“What?” Tsukiyama gasps. “Non. Never.”
“You are too!”
On the screen, another demon clown bursts out of a door.
“Yipes!” Tsukiyama throws his arms around you. “Kill me, clown, not them!”
You both look at each other. Your grins grow and grow, until both of you throw your heads back and scream in unison.
Mercy and Magic 