He Started It by Hitting on Me

Stuck Together

My dream was really amazing. I had the greatest dream in my lifetime. I thought it was really real because it seemed so vivid.

My dream?

I was killing Jonghyun with my endless supply of throw knifes.

Oh hell yeah.

He was tied to a white wall with big, thick ropes and was immensely scared from the supply of sharp blades in front of me on a table that seem to appear out of nowhere.

Don't worry- he was fully clothed. Like I would have such a nasty Jonghyun in front of me.

Anyway, this is where the fun part comes in. I would grab a blade from the table slowly and I took my time to put the blade over my head and then BAM! It would hit him in all places I wanted him to be hit. A yelp would escape his mouth but that's it. I would keep on doing this process and he would yelp and I would throw.

I would've laughed manically throughout killing him but somehow, my mouth was kept in a tight, thin line while throwing. I can't control my whole dream.

Right after my blades were gone, even though I thought I had an endless supply (there were like a bazillion of them; it ended when I got to 45 and I have no idea how) I went towards to Jonghyun.

Jonghyun was breathing hardly and looked tired with beads of sweat running down his forehead. The knives that had struck him were gone, and no trace of blood was seen.

I folded my arms and smirked. This is what I wanted from the beginning- Kim Jonghyun dead. I was so happy- so giddy with what was happening. I planned for him not to die when the endless supply of knives had struck him.

I had a little surprise waiting for him. As soon as I was in front of him, he was already staring at me with a sight quizzical look and was breathing heavily. I suddenly had a knife in my hand now, and pulled it over my head slowly and cautiously.

Jonghyun's eyes begged, pleaded desperately but nothing can be heard. Because I was not going to listen to him.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Ahem, anyway by the time I was done pulling the knife over my head and was aiming perfectly for his skull, my dream had unfortunately become into a nightmare.

The ropes were gone. He was standing in front of me. He was smirking. And then the knife was gone too.

He took the chance and crushed his lips on mine.

ERUISJFDHJEKSDBGDJKGBVDKJRFHEURJDHKGFNIUKEHJRDFKJRUKSGIDGRIFJVKEKDFJ.

I quickly opened my eyes, away from the nightmare and away from Jonghyun's smug face. I really freaking didn't want to stay in my dream, tasting his bloody mouth. No way in hell would I want to taste his fugly mouth.

I looked around side of the room where I was facing and the sun was peeking out from the covers.

It was gone. The ugly nightmare was gone.

But it wasn't gone for long.

Right before I was relieved from the nightmare, I felt something touching me. It wasn't touching; really- it was more like squeezing.

And I knew where the squeezing was coming from. And I wasn't so happy about it.

I turned my head around to the other side to see an ugly dino head sleeping peacefully.

You're sleeping now, you're dying later.

.... And later is now.

I slapped the side of his head hard and it was hard enough to get him fully awake and realize who else was awake, ready to beat him to a pulp.