Time works differently when you sleep. It could be days. Months. Even years that could pass by when your eyes are closed. But once they've opened again. You are just in time for your alarm to go off five minutes later.
Funny how that works, right?
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"I'm not going." Gracie protested, turning another page in her book.
"You can tell him everything."
Gracie glared at Dr. Min.
"And risk 'fractures' as you call them. How do you know he won't turn out like Jimin?"
Dr. Min sucked in a frustrated breath.
"Don't say his name."
"Why? Because he still sits in your dreamscope facility with shaky hands and no way to get a grip on this world."
"I—I want you to be happy." His tone resolute.
"You think I can just be like oh it was all in your head. You heard me tell you all the things you knew when you woke up. That my real name is Y/N.... And I got my nickname from being a clutz."
"Eventually he will find out the truth. Your real name. Then what?"
"Why would that be such a bad thing?"
"Why now?"
Gracie slammed her book closed.
"I'd rather him have a life then one staring out a window with empty eyes."
She stormed out of the coffee shop, jumping into a taxi.
For the longest time Yoongi didn't want her to reveal her name. To play along with the charades. She would occasionally slip up when she saw Jin. Although she didn't realize she was. How could she know what he imagined in his comatose state.
Jimin was lost to him. Jin isn't. He's clear minded, although sad because nothing makes sense. Gracie felt guilty for that. However, it was something she could deal with if it meant he would be able to live a normal life.
How could he ask her to do that? After everything he went through with Jimin. Hoseok is struggling with his self confidence based off paintings that probably don't exist. Paintings that probably never will exist.
Not to mention the skill he said the painter had, her sister just didn't have it. Maybe they weren't as extravagant as she was thinking. She just couldn't break Jin like that.
He meant too much to her and Jin didn't have a clue.
"Where to, miss?" The Cabi asked, patiently waiting for her response. Gracie looked up into the rear view mirror.
"The Sunshine Studio."
"You got it."
As the Cab pulled the curb, Gracie watched Yoongi run outside onto the sidewalk. He'd been her best friend for the past three years since she started working.
Why was it so hard to just do what he asked. To tell a guy she barely knew that the world he created were based off her own experiences and some of her sisters. Even the proposal he had done. Sure he forgot my sister's name and replaced with her own. Then made himself the man asking the questions.
