In My Nightmares

Capítulo ocho, día veinte tres

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D a y T w e n t y T h r e e
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A scream. There was a scream. Holy shit, that was a gunshot. He whipped around right in time to catch the mysterious man as a gunshot rang through his ears. He fell with the mysterious man in his arms, noting the wound in the man's stomach. Another gunshot.

"This is a fucking joke at this point," Chan sighed as he got out of bed immediately. Normally, he'd stay in bed for a bit, but he was beginning to hate his bed since all he could ever think about when it came to his bed, was the dream about was someone getting hurt. He had gone through the stages of grief trying to adjust with having the dream every night, he was beginning to be angry about why he could only dream about a person getting hurt.

It was, in fact, an actual fear of his. Chan had always been afraid of someone he knows and cares about, getting hurt. And now he was witnessing someone in his dream get shot. And for some odd reason it broke his heart. Naturally he didn't want anyone to be hurt, but whenever he woke up, his heart hurt and he wanted to cry for a reason he didn't know. He hadn't begun to understand why his heart hurt every time like he knew the person in his dream.

Did he? For crying out loud, he couldn't even see the face of the person, so how was he supposed to know if he knew them or not? How was he supposed to identify them if he couldn't really even hear their voice clearly? He just kind of knew they were speaking. It was a dream, he couldn't control it but yet, it was controlling him.

Chan sighed as he made his way to get dressed in simple clothes as he needed to head to the store. At least he didn't need to much, that was a plus, but he still needed things nonetheless.

He played music from his phone using the aux cord as he pulled out of his driveway. The store wasn't too far away, but it took a bit to get there, only about fifteen minutes. Once he arrived he frowned since it seemed to be quite busy. He pulled into a parking space and turned his music off, getting out of his car and stuffing his phone into his pocket before making his way into the store, grabbing a cart and going to the isles he needed.

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Seungmin pulled into a parking spot, he headed into the store after grabbing a basket, looking around only to see they had very few things that he needed on his list. This means he would have to go to another store. He sighed. He didn't want to have to go to another store since he was pretty low on gas, but he decided it would be wisest to stop for gas before heading to another store.

So that's what he did, pulling up to a pump and getting out of his car again, letting the scent of gasoline fill his senses as he used his card to pay at the pump. He leaned against his car as he hummed a song that was stuck in his head. He felt the summer breeze hit him, weaving through the strands of his hair and cupping the side of his face as it passed by. He wondered if he'd ever find someone to be with that would touch his face that gently.

After hanging out with Felix and Changbin, then watching Jeongin and Hyunjin along with Jisung and Minho since Jisung had stopped by the studio one day that week, he realized how much he wanted to be with someone. It was difficult though since he had been questioning his sexuality for the past few years and was still unsure of that the fuck he was, but he hadn't met anyone that made him feel like there was a possibility they could be a love interest.

With a sad sigh, the gas stopped pouring into his car, so he removed the cord and headed inside to grab something to drink before he headed off to the other store. He sang along to songs on the radio, singing as loud as he wanted since he was alone, he pulled into the parking lot, looking around for a spot for a few minutes since this store was seemingly busy. He finally found a spot beside a red pickup and parked before heading inside.