I had a dream last night.
Well...
It ended up being more of a nightmare.
That's how it usually ends when I dream about him.
About my brother.
I miss him...
But my brain is telling me he doesn't feel the same.
I don't think he ever felt the same way.
Especially not with the way he contorted into something inhuman.
Something that I haven't stopped dreaming about since he died...
"WHY ARE YOU EVEN STILL ALIVE JEONGIN?! CANT YOU TELL NO ONE LOVES YOU ANYMORE?!?"
Why did his words sting so much more?
All I ever wanted was for him to see me as something.
Anything...
But now he can't see me at all.
And it's all my fault.
Everyone tells me I couldn't have known
But what if I hadn't told him to go and get snacks?
What I had just been there?
Would things have changed?
Deep down....
I know why I ask that question..
Sure, I miss him more and more as the seasons change.
But truly...
I wish it was me that got hit by that car that day.
Maybe I wouldn't be such a waste of space now.
He was always the better one out of the two of us...
"Psst."
I look up to be met with Hyunjins confused eyes.
I muster up the only response I could.
My throat still hurts from 'lunch.'
"hm"
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•Give• Jeongin Centric
FanfictionAll he does is give, give, and give... until there's nothing else to be taken. Not even for himself. Giving is all he's ever known.... so is it too late for him to finally receive? ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Includes sensitive topics such as self harm, bully...
