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"He shouldn't be getting to attached to a human

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"He shouldn't be getting to attached to a human. Especially when he knows that it would only tear him apart - like hundreds of years ago."

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DreamXD watches you server yourself a large bowl of cereal, indolently putting away the cereal box and opening the fridge to get the gallon of milk. He watched as you carelessly poured the milk into the bowl, small droplets of milk splashing into the counter.

"Morning" The god finally finds the courage to speak, unsure if he should speak or just leave you alone.

You grumbled a 'morning' back as you grab your bowl of cereal, walking like a zombie back to your room before closing the door. The sound of you locking the door could be clearly heard.

After your encounter with your ex, you had closed yourself in your room, only coming out to get something to eat or to use bathroom, other wise you'll be inside your cave. It's been two days since you started to be so bland and dull, shutting yourself off from the outside world.

As much as DreamXD wanted to do something about, you would always tell him to leave you alone, not talking to him for almost a day and a half till now. He would be lying if he said didn't say that he felt a bit lonely and bored without your presence, wanting to annoy you and just have a good laugh with you, like friends.

The god groans as the thought of being friends crosses his mind, trying to stop himself of getting attached. He doesn't want the same incident to happen again. He doesn't have the energy to deal with such pain.

DreamXD goes back to the living room, turning the television in hopes that some show would entertain him for a few hours. Unfortunately after mindlessly scroll through all the channels, nothing peaked his interest. He decides to just turn off the television, going back to taking what seems to be his third nap of the day.

He lays on the sofa, trying to make himself feel comfortable, but he just couldn't. As much as he moved around in different positions, he still felt uncomfortable, wanting to stand up and go do something productive to kill time and the boredom that overshadowed him.

And right on que, the dreamon tracker begins to beep, signaling that the device was now up and ready to track down the next dreamon. DreamXD smiles, already knowing how to get you out of your bedroom without having to be told to get away.

You wipe the salty tears that rolled from your puffy eyes, sniffing you red stuffed nose before taking another bite of the cereal you had served yourself earlier. The soggy cereal only making you feel worse and disgusted.

"God, I fucking hate this" you mutter to no one but yourself, your voice raspy and cracking. The pain was just to unbearable.

You thought that you had gone over your ex, your past left behind back in London where you supposedly thought your ex would still be. But of course the universe just had to hate you and make you cross path with the person you once loved. The person you saw marrying and having a family.

You loved her so much. So much to the point that you where willing to sacrifice anything to see her smile at you. She was your everything.

But you where nothing to her.

You didn't dare pay attention to the hints of your already falling and fake relationship: the talking behind your back, her friends always snickering at you, how your girlfriend would suddenly just leave you hanging for dates, the rumors, and how the artificial honey just dripped on every sweet word she ever spoken to you. You where just an oblivious fool that had fallen into another of her many love traps.

Just another prey to the predator.

You looked around at your dim bedroom, trying to get your mind off the heart wrenching thoughts, a distraction of your past mistakes. Rubbing once more your redden eyes, you stand up from the mess of your bed, walking towards your desk that was sprawled with wrinkled ball sticky notes and papers that you still need to get rid of, almost tripping over blankets and random things scattered on the floor.

You open up the drawer of the desk, searching for a certain photo album in hopes that it would help in forgetting the reminiscing memories of your ex. Moving through some papers, you finally catch a glimpse of the wine red leathered album, the words 'memories' written in gold in the front. You take it back to your bed, moving around the pillows and blankets that made up your nest as you try to make yourself comfortable.

You open up the first page of the album, two pictures of you and your family posing in front of a cafe was the first thing you saw. You crack a small smile, your features softening seeing how happy your family looked - your two fathers and your vitiligo of your sister smiling at the camera. You shift your view towards where you posed, smiling widely at the camera with your arms wrapped around one of your fathers.

You couldn't help but feel your eyes began to water, your heart being tugged. And without realizing, a tear falls down into the taped on photos, the salty tear splashing into your grinning face.

This wasn't what you wanted. You didn't want more tears to cascade down from your already exhausted eyes. You brought this album back out to smile, to reminisce of the fun memories of you and your family. Not to get yourself overwhelmed and to cry more.

Where you really that downhearted? Where you really that pathetic? Why is it so hard to just be happy?

The sound of someone knocking on the door of your bedroom snaps you out of your trance, making you wipe the tears away quickly to hide the evidences of your crying. But was it even worth hiding it when your sadden eyes told everything away.

"What do you want?" You ask trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible

"The dreamon tracker is back up again. We can go hunt another dreamon if your up for it" you hear the god say

You close your eyes, thinking wether you had the energy to go out. As much as your body screamed not to - tired and drained from the lack of sleep, but your gut feeling told you other wise.

"Yeah, okay. I'll go" you said hesitantly "let me just get ready"

DreamXD smiles at your response, surprised that you actually agreed to finally come out of your cave to join him in another dreamon hunt. He hopes that whatever you where going through, that this would help you get your mind off.

He just wanted to see you happy again. To see you smile once more.

He misses your yellowed sun presence.

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