Collapse Into Me [Bang Chan X Reader]

Chapter 4

"If You're Meant to Come back" by Justin Jesso

I had the day off today and just begin to walk. No destination in mind, just walking. I walk past people filming a dance and it caught my eye. I stayed and watched the performance. The dance seems to require much energy with clear concise movements. I watch until they finished. "Wow", was all I could think of. They know what they enjoy doing. They're finding their way in life. When the group had stopped, they looked at me. I put my head down and continue walking.

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I sat on my couch with a green tea. I look at my tv and just stare. What is it that I enjoy doing? I think back to the times where I had traveled. Those times, I felt free. I hadn't had a care in the world then. No one had a say in what I did or where I went. I had the choice to decide. Why did I stop? Oh, because life hit me. I couldn't just play around anymore or was it that I believed it to be true?

I haven't seen him in a while. Some days, I don't even have dreams. He must be too busy to drop by, uh? I can't believe I actually miss a guy I don't even know, only in dream.

I pick up my phone and text a friend,

"Hey"

"Hey"

"I have a question for you."

"What is it?"

"Could it be possibly to have a real conversation with someone you don't know within a dream?"

"So, like a dream? I'm sure you walked past this said person before."

"No, like it's reoccurring. Same person and everything. We acknowledge the dream before and are both completely aware."

"So, lucid dreaming."

"No, but sure. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

"Yeah, probably. I also have no idea what you mean."

"Good talking."

She didn't respond back. I tried to find answers online but came upon nothing. They only mention sleep talkers and full conversations in dreams that are not real.

 I want to see him again. 

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"Hello!" I waved to him.

"Hello, wanna stay up late with me tonight? Just talk about this and that. Release stress, getting things off our minds."

"Are there things you regret?"

"I used to do this thing to connect with people. It was every Sunday. I even made-up days that I missed. I was really into it, but I had to stop."

"Why did you stop?"

"I couldn't do it anymore. I want to go back but I think I became very busy. Now, I'm less stress about missing the days, but I feel bad for those who hurt because I stopped."

"Would you go back?"

"Yes, in a heartbeat. But the time has not come for me to come back. Everything is my decision." He paused for second, "I promised to once a week."

We lingered in silence. I could tell he really meant what he said. I'm not sure what he does, but I'm sure it was for the best during this time. 

"I'm sure you made the right decision. It'll go right once you go back, but no pressure."

"Big hug?"

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