Beomgyu just finished doing the laundry. After his morning shift, he drove immediately home reasoning out to the couple that he isn't feeling well. It wasn't lie though. After that encounter he had with the girl in his dreams, he drifted far away. He kept on zoning out the rest of the remaining hours of his shift, kept making small mistakes like putting too much sugar on one of the costumers' coffee and even burning his fingers while brewing some caffeine.
Yeonjun, the attentive he is took eye of it. It wasn't odd for his younger acquaintance to be dilly-dallying because he had always been like that ever since they met but today felt quite different. Beomgyu isn't only spacing out but he was extremely distracted that it was invisibly plastered in his beautiful look and he had to do something about it. He knew that if the boy is ready to speak out, he'll eventually reach out so he will have to wait. So even before Beomgyu still had an hour left, he decided to let the boy rest.
Right after he saw his bed, Beomgyu throw his body instantly trying to ignore the constant questions and confusion he had been feeling ever since he saw Lo-Arin. Her name isn't Louise anymore but Arin. Beomgyu abruptly stood up recalling how the two looked unbelievably the same, only difference is that Louise had long hair while Arin had short but none other than it. The way she smile, it was exactly like how Louise used to smile at his dreams while they are in the middle of a conversation or at the dining table.
Now, this isn't a coincidence at all and yes, Beomgyu was definitely scared. Everything from his dreams were slowly turning into reality. He's not even certain yet that it was Switzerland in his dreams or was he just being in-denial again considering the familiar places he kept on encountering in his neighborhood these past dew days then Arin came. What was she supposed to mean? If she's here, then will I soon be meeting Terry as well? But I haven't seen his face.
"You did but you can't remember it." Beomgyu mumbled out as he stood up to open his window. He was met by the fresh gush of nature yet how come it didn't appease him at all like how it used to be earlier.
He wanted to cry so bad for no reason at all. He had been carrying a hazy burden ever since the dreams started and his situation gets worst everyday. He came here to study, reflect and find himself yet it felt like he was even more lost. His coming to Swiss was supposed to be self-discovery yet it felt like he doesn't know anything about himself. The desire to be found, to be free and to be answered was greater than the feeling of fulfillment. It was as if he'll only be rightfully happy when he'll get to feel all of those.
"Taehyunie, please just this once." The sound of a girl snapped him out. He opened his eyes and sighed in relief, thankful that he was distracted or he'll probably found himself crying again. Not that it is bad, he just doesn't feel like crying right now contradictory to what his heart actually feel.
"I told you I'm busy. You should have called me yesterday about your presence here so I at least cleared my schedule today." Taehyun replied, Beomgyu brows furrowed in curiosity when he sees that the girl Taehyun was with is Arin.
She was clinging onto Taehyun's arms with a pouty expression trying to convince the guy about something Beomgyu had no idea but the look on the younger's face displays either annoyance or impatient. Arin, who doesn't seem to mind continues to do her thing as Taehyun kept on shooing her away. It was kind of rude for his liking but he understands that Taehyun might be uncomfortable by what she was doing and he couldn't blame him.
"I'll drive you there and that's it." He heard Taehyun replied. The next thing was unexpected, Arin grinned widely as he gave the younger a kiss on his check making Beomgyu raised a brow.
"Really? In public?" He rolled an eye before deciding to close his window instead and went back to bed. He's even more annoyed which to him is very senseless. He knows for a fact that a man like Taehyun wouldn't be alone for even months. With a 'tsked', he slept it off hopeful that he'll feel a bit better when he wakes up.
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To my beloved, Terry
Fanfiction'til the next blooming of maple trees, my love. Your beloved, Ben 14 March 1798-1