My Cheap Boyfriend Is a Ghost?!
chapter 1
,The mansion loomed over the quiet street like something straight out of a horror movie.
Dark windows, gothic arches, and ivy creeping up the cracked walls.
But Kim Jae-min? He only saw one thing.
Cheap rent.
Minho
Bro, this is literally the house from The Conjuring
Minho groaned, standing outside the rusted gates with him.
Minho
Do you wanna die or what?
Kim Jae- Min
Die? Pfft. I wanna live—comfortably. Look at this place!
Jae-min threw his arms open dramatically.
Kim Jae- Min
Four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a chandelier, a garden… and the rent is only half my monthly bubble tea expenses. HALF, Minho!
Minho
That’s because it’s HAUNTED.
Kim Jae- Min
Correction—‘aesthetic.’ You don’t get it, bro. Haunted vibes are in. TikTok girls would kill for this.
Minho
Yeah, they’d kill you.
Minho smacked his shoulder.
Minho
I’m telling you, the last tenant heard footsteps every night. And doors opening on their own. And moaning—
Kim Jae- Min
Moaning? Ooooh, maybe it’s a hot ghost. Manifesting a boyfriend already.
Minho
You’re actually insane
Jae-min sprawled on the dusty sofa, scrolling his phone.
The mansion creaked. The chandelier above him rattled. The air turned icy cold.
And then—
A figure emerged from the shadows. Pale skin, hollow eyes, long dark hair falling over his face. A voice like death itself whispered:
Seo In - woo
Leaaaave this place…
Jae-min didn’t even look up from his phone.
Kim Jae- Min
Cool cosplay, bro. You from a K-pop horror concept group?
Seo In - woo
…I said… LEAVE.
Kim Jae- Min
Nah, the WiFi here is too good. Also, there’s a bathtub big enough to swim in. Sorry, Casper.
The ghost blinked. He was used to screams, fainting, prayers. Not… indifference.
Jae-min yawned and tossed a packet of ramen on the coffee table.
Kim Jae- Min
You hungry? You look like you haven’t eaten in centuries.
The ghost—Seo In-woo—felt personally attacked. Which, technically, was true.
🖤,Attempts to Scare Him 🖤
That night, In-woo tried harder.
Blood dripped from the ceiling.
Kim Jae- Min
Free paint! Sick. I’ll redo the kitchen walls.
Screams echoed through the halls
Kim Jae- Min
Nice reverb, hyung. You’d kill in karaoke.
A hand grabbed his ankle under the bed.
Kim Jae- Min
Bro, at least buy me dinner first.
In-woo froze. He hadn’t felt this level of frustration since… well, since being buried alive.
chapter 2
Breakfast With a Ghost
The next morning, Jae-min hummed while frying eggs. The ghost hovered silently behind him.
Kim Jae- Min
You’re still here, huh?
Jae-min said casually, flipping the pan.
Seo In - woo
…I am bound. To this mansion. To torment anyone who dares stay here.
Kim Jae- Min
Torment? Hyung, you’re basically my new roommate.
He slid an egg onto a plate and pushed it across the table.
Seo In - woo
…I can’t. I’m dead.
Kim Jae- Min
Drink the yolk spiritually then. Don’t waste food.
For the first time in 200 years, In-woo sat down at a table again. Against his ghostly pride, he felt… something warm in his cold, dead chest.
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Midnight Again
Jae-min was lying in bed when the ghost appeared beside him, glaring.
Seo In - woo
"Why aren’t you afraid of me?"
In-woo demanded.
Jae-min turned, face half-buried in the pillow.
Kim Jae- Min
Because you’re hot.
Kim Jae- Min
You heard me. You’re pale, tall, tragic backstory vibes… total BL material. Congrats, you’re my boyfriend now.
In-woo glitched. For the first time since his betrayal and burial, he—The Mansion Ghost of Doom—was speechless.
chapter 3
The next evening, Jae-min’s phone buzzed nonstop.
📱 Minho: Bro open ur door rn
Minho: I’m coming over
Minho: Don’t ask
Minho: My boyfriend’s a jerk 😤
With a shrug, Jae-min opened the mansion gates just in time for Minho to drag a giant duffel bag inside.
Kim Jae- Min
You broke up again?
Minho flopped on the couch dramatically.
Minho
I told him I’d rather die than deal with him. So here I am, in your death house. Very poetic.
Kim Jae- Min
Death house is my boyfriend, thank you very much.
Minho
You’re telling me you got a boyfriend in, like, 24 hours? Meanwhile I’ve been fighting with mine for a year.
Jae-min grinned, pointing behind Minho.
Kim Jae- Min
Yup. There he is.
Minho turned.
And froze.
Standing silently in the doorway was Seo In-woo—the ghost. His eyes were hollow, his hair tangled, his aura radiating ancient funeral energy.
Minho made a sound like a dying kettle.
Minho
Jae-min… tell me that’s cosplay. Please. Please.
Kim Jae- Min
Nope. 100% ghost, baby. He moaned at me last night.
Minho screeched, hurling a cushion at In-woo. It went right through him.
Minho’s jaw dropped. “
Minho
It went through—It went THROUGH—
In-woo tilted his head, voice a low whisper:
Minho fainted. Face first into the carpet.
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