I Saw This In My Dream, So Enjoyyyy

I saw this in my dream, so enjoyyyy

[17:10] Every word Minhyuk said in the last couple of minutes had come in from one ear and out of the other as I was looking the oh so familiar scenery with frantic eyes. Given their masks and beanies, the six of them seemed to not worry about their faces being recognized, but given I was the one that proposed the greek island as an isolated vacation spot I was frantic. Shownu’s and Jooheon’s broad shoulders blocked my sight and I could hear Kihyun’s and Changkyun’s blabbering mixing with the car noises somewhere on my right, as well as Hyungwon’s deep calm voice conversing with their manager on the phone behind me. Minhyuk was right by my side, as always, trying to calm me down by patting my head. Being able to have them all in my peripheral vision and earshot kinda made me feel serene and I tried to enjoy our walk.  

           I stepped away from Minhyuk’s fingers and I tried to ignore the hurtful expression his features held the exact same second. Normally I would be all about his childish giddiness, that’s what made us adjoined in the hip two months ago, but today I could not bare physical touch, despite how much I craved it at the same time. I was pretty sure not a soul knew them here, but there were a lot that knew me, even though I never wanted to face them again. Phobia of running into an unpleasant surprise was keeping me from creating new beautiful memories with them in this beautiful place. Minhyuk knew everything about it, being closer to me than any of them and it was not his fault that I was being paranoic.

           So I smiled at him and I offered my wrist for him to hold into, something that he liked to do in order to keep track of my pulse when my anxiety was acting up. We were nearing the small green lighthouse that helps the boats and ships find their way in the dark, salt water splashing our faces and smearing our glasses and a laugh bubbled in me spilling happy giggles to the seven of us. We gathered around the stone bench facing the water and I silently admired the boys that have redefined my world in such short period of time, tracking their conversation. I was not fluent in Korean yet but I caught my name and I raised my eyebrow, in which the boys laughed and Minhyuk became red all over and hid his face in my hair.

           I became a nervous reck as soon as I started spotting familiar faces around me and I mindlessly searched for Minhyuk’s hand only to realize he was not beside me. I fiddled my own fingers for a couple of seconds searching for him. Our eyes soon locked and he was immediately glued on my side – he could easily read me like an open book. He was wearing his gloves to protect himself from the cold wind but I needed the comfort his skin could provide me so I pushed the hem away from his wrist and I slipped my cold fingers beside his. He shuddered hard and opened his mouth to say something, only to close it again right after.

My smirk was wiped right off my face when he leaned down to peck my lips, so now I was the blushing mess and he had the confident ass smirk plasterd on his face-oh how the tables turn. Jooheon and Shownu were howlering with laughter, Kihyun and Hyungwon were scritching  at the top of their lungs and Changkyun was gagging   right in my ear, but inside this mess I found peace and no longer cared which old nightmare I had to face if they were to stand by my side.    

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Hwang Hyunjin imagine

[19:31] Being a college student generally sucks. Being a college student while being a trainee at the same time sucked even harder. Squeezing your lessons between dance practices and vocal lessons, stuff, idols and trainees alike were used to seeing you with a laptop propped up on a counter or a sofa, headphones on, and countless papers and stationery scattered around neatly. People knew not to bother you at times like this, you were infuriated with the quality of the zoom meeting and your dozen of open tabs enough as it was. Well most people except Hyunjin. Intelligent as he was, he could not but marvel at your ability to translate and interpret between languages and would always be shocked every time you’d switch languages mid-sentence.

He wanted to share this experience with you so he constantly asked you to attend a lesson with you. You tried to convince him that was a fairly bad idea and that he would be tired and bored in no time but soon enough, one of his breaks fell on a scheduled French-Greek law translation and he found himself seated beside you on the floor, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt, while you furiously wrote down law terms and phrases which in his eyes were impossible to read. Not that he could understand much of what was being said either, given your professor switched between French and Greek while teaching. The only comprehensible words he caught was a string of English and Korean swear words leaving your mouth.

Gaining your composure halfway through the lesson, you were able to take more careful notes and even answer some of the class’s questions in decent French, which in his ears sounded like angels singing. Soon enough he relaxed seeing you all calmed down, and he snuggled his body on the curve of yours, tangling his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face on your shoulder. You mindlessly comped his long hair with your free hand and started softly humming in greek, which lulled him to sleep, while both of you shared the same though “maybe college zoom classes are not that bad after all”.

Whoever has my voodoo doll, please make me study