It Rings A Dream

OneShot

Cale woke up in a soft baby blue's bed. He looked at the curtains that are radiating from the sun. He slowly stood up, stretching his arms a little before moving around. He opened the curtains and saw the sun not very bright as he imagined so, with the plains of a garden filled with flowers and the view of nature's sight before him.

In a little dream world they live in, when he first became Cale Henituse.

"I wonder when will that bastard come?"

Knowing the other's overwhelming tight but loose schedule. That bastard might be a little late than they planned today.

"Oh, well." He will still come anyway.

He put it aside for now. A soft cushy cloud appeared behind him and he simply sat on it, as if it was normal. It glides Cale out of the bedroom, down to the stairs, to the outside of the white villa. In front of a garden filled of flowers he saw on the room.

Every night when falling asleep as Cale Henituse, he would always appear here. In this dream realm as that bastard called it. He didn't know why or how he has the ability to dream in the dream realm nor does that bastard, even when the other was actually the oldest and earliest to dream this ahead than him.

In here, he can create everything that he can imagine in his mind: From things he knew to things he doesn't know that it literally exist, it was appalling that this once barren place when he arrived here, turned into a lively organic place with a house that both of them lived inside the dream, a place where they can be alone together from the chaos outside.

Cale grabbed a book that popped out of nowhere and started reading with another popped out tea set behind him. He was sitting in silence, sipping tea for hours before huffing in interest, looking at the cover title 'The Lazy Life of the Rich'.

"I should actually thank that motherfucking God for giving this."

God of Death, the scum who robbed his slacker life of few years when he lived in this body; is now living in delight of messing Cage and their followers after the major crisis is over. That God occasionally give him books that they personally recommended to him. It was quite shocking when he first received it.

Cale didn't hesitate skimming it through again. He hums in glee, "This protagonist is truly a comrade of mine when it comes to slacker life. It's amazing that they still work in a dangerous place when they had almost died many times in there. Can't they quit the job?"

"Yeah, can't you quit with chaos affinity around you?"

Someone whispered through Cale's ear. Their arms loosely wrapped around him.

The hero flinched a little and calmed down immediately when he knows who it is. He scowled at that bastard, who put their head on his shoulder and snuggled. That villain peek at him and snickered.

"Boo. Did I scare you?"

Silence falls upon them. Both are staring at each other.

Cale sighed and closed the book. The moment he did so, the other hand quickly pinched the other's nose. He said in irritation, "As if." You almost did.

"Ouch- Ow, ow, ow, ow, owh! Wait, baby! I'm so sorry! Let me go!" White Star squirmed in pain as he felt the other crimson head let go of his nose. His disgruntled expression showed on his face, "Ah, fuck... Why, baby, why?" Did you sharpen your nails on purpose?!

Cale didn't speak and scoffed. The cushy cloud immediately shifted far away to separate them.

White Star felt his heart stung when his baby was out of reach, "Ah, no..." He slowly walked toward him, "Cale, come over. I have something for you."