Beomgyu's head had no exception that it was darker than nightmares.
Nightmares
Nightmares we're his happiness. Call him crazy but he actually appreciated them, in some way. When Beomgyu was younger he disliked nightmares and he was always scared of going to sleep because of them. Yet now, he always waited for it to be the late afternoon so he could prepare to go to sleep. The Choi had lots of vivid dreams about the past, rarely he even saw his mother who had past away 16 years ago when he was just 3.
But the worst part was when he had to wake up in the early morning. Disgusting. He had always hated mornings and mostly because of the radiant sun that would blind him when his eyes opened. It ruined his entire day, not that there was anything interesting that was gonna happen so he really didn't care about it.
Breakfast. He thought, though rarely ate any, he mostly didn't have an appetite through the day. Sometimes when he felt bad about his stomach not getting it's daily dose of food, he went out to eat at restaurants making sure to at least eat half of the food that he got. Everytime that The Choi decided to eat, oh no. Bad idea.
Immediately after he got nauseous, it was really hard to act casual, since nobody was looking towards where he was, he sprinted how way towards the bathroom only to be met with another problem.
As soon as he was about to step into the bathroom , someone was also planning to step out. Resulting in both of them falling onto the cold floor and wincing in pain and anger.
"Shit" he heard someone say.
When Beomgyu was deciding to open his eyes to apologize, he fainted making the person in front of him panic.
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Short chapter for today 🌼
