Once upon a dream

A Dream

When he was twenty, that's when they began. His dreams.

Dreams of a man on a cliff.

For two years he watched him, never approaching, always two steps behind. In these two years the man wore the same outfit, his broad shoulders dressed in a suit jacket and a pair of dress pants tailored to him.

The ocean below crashed against the rocks in endless waves. The sight he never saw, only heard, too afraid to move, scared that even the slightest disturbance and the man would disappear. So he stayed still all the while, watching the breeze as it moved through the mans tousled hair.

Or maybe it was more like he couldn't move, even if he wanted to.

Never once did he think to approach him, to stand by his side or to see his face. His presence was enough. He didn't know who he was, only that the male brought a calmness to his heart. He liked to believe in the fantasy that he was sent to him by his parents. Sent to comfort him in his time of darkness, to be his savior.

It was only after his grandmothers passing did he break down and lose his resolve to be silent in this companionship. After crying himself to sleep in her room, curled up on the floor at the foot of her bed, did he succumb to his deprivation. Transported to the cliff above the ocean, finding the suited male already there.

A sob left him as he stumbled those two steps forward and wrapped his arms around the man's middle. Digging his face into the males shoulder, squeezing his eyes tight as the cries left him. Grieving for the family he had lost that day, his only family he had left.

He jumped back, faltering in his steps as two hands grabbed his own and a deep voice sounded above the waves.

"What are you doing?"

His mind muddled with confusion and tears blurred his vision, settling his sights on the dried grass below as he constantly swiped at the tears falling with his trembling fingers. Being mindful of the man infront of him he could only choke out an apology as he continued to cry, shaken by the fact that his mystery person touched him back and even spoke to him.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The male asked again.

He could hear the wariness in his tone and he took a step back when noticing movement in front of him. A hand reached him, holding his upper arm to pull him back until they were face to face.

"Answer my question. Who are you and why are you here? How did you get here?"

Blinking back his tears that wouldn't stop, he just wanted to grieve and be comforted. To be held in the arms of someone he found familiar, which happened to be this mystery dream man. He needed someone and he was all he had, though he wasn't expecting this reaction. Thinking that the man wouldn't move, that he would stay still as he hugged him from behind.

How wrong he was.

Finally he looked up, slowly trailing his eyes up to meet a pair of almond hazel eyes staring right into his. There was a moment where the waves stopped and the wind didn't push and pull at his hair, time ceased and he drowned himself in those eyes.

"I'm sorry" He spoke clearly this time. "I just...I'm sorry" Wanting to say more but he couldn't find the words, they were lost and jumbled in his head.

The suited males beautifully thick eyebrows pulled together and he opened his mouth to speak but stopped when a shake ran through the smaller's body.

Confused as well, his own eyes looked to the suited man in question, wondering what was going on. This had never happened to him before. And then another shake ripped through him causing his whole body to move with the force, he fell forward into this mystery males chest. Hands steadied him before he stepped back out of his reach.