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18. ( vk )

TITLE : a play with the stars
DUO/PAIRING : verkwan ( vernon + seungkwan )
GENRE : vernon's hallucinating of a world with the star prince and not his current lover (he isn't cheating) (he's just losing feelings and this is how he notices them)
WORD COUNT : 608 words

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he felt miserable, having to sleep on the couch every argument that was bounced around against the walls of their shared apartment. it was inevitable though, as known with every relationship that coursed its way into his own life. having to sleep on a couch he's slept on millions of times before because of useless and heartless arguments that resulted in nothing but gasoline to the fire that erupted more than it should have.
his eyes shut, silently groaning to himself for being so effortlessly stupid in settling for people who loved the him in their minds instead for the him he's grown to be over the years.

his ears focus on the sound of the bustling city of seoul, the sound of the wind dancing with its usual companion of the leaves and trees as the cars speed against concrete roads painted with white and yellow streaks.
he focused on the sound of his apartment, a boy sleeping in his bed, the sound of that small water droplet that keeps dropping from the kitchen sink, a faint strum of a guitar in the streets below with out-of-tune voices; the wind hassled into the small, comfortable apartment flat.

he felt like nothing today.
and that's what he felt like everyday.
maybe tomorrow would be different. he thought, maybe this endless cycle would actually stop. he thought again before falling asleep to the lullaby of the whistling sounds of cars vrooming across the streets.

he awoke in a magical world, where the unusual blue grass turned pink upon feeling stimuli around them. they turn closed as he uncomfortably waddled around the place— he looks around, asking himself where in the world was he in as he ventured into the place more and more.
"what the hell?" he muttered to himself as the world collapsed onto itself and exploded into a hiss of an white explosion that blinded his eyes the more he stared at it.

the white blindness soon turns into a pitch black, mimicking the galaxy as stars start to emerge out of their hiding holes and colored the pitch sky with specks of glitter colored purples, blues and pinks. they showed their twinkle, beaming bright smiles as the sky started to cry its shooting stars.

out of the stars emerged a boy with hair as white as snow, his eyes mimicking a pretty light blue of snow droplets— his cheeks dusted off star shaped freckles as his eyes lashes, colored a pretty angel white, blinked at hansol's shocked face.

when's the last time i've seen someone this pretty?

hansol notices the blinging metal nestled into the soft hair of his, and only then does he also notice the boy has wings attached to his back.
the boy's eyes meet hansol, and his once calm face morphs into a shocked one— as if there was something behind him.

a loud uproar is heard behind him and that makes the boy charge forward, showing off his white wings as he grabs hansol by the shoulders and flies him and himself up into the darkened glittery sky.

they land somewhere, and hansol can notice the small details on his face.

"who are you?" his voice is soft, and whispery almost as he folds his wings onto itself to tuck behind himself as the air around them grows colder each second that passes.
"i'm hansol."