The Man From His Dreams {Minsung}

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Lee Minho, walking in the dead of winter.

Fog clouding his vision.

Snow falling all around.

No one would be up at this hour.

Right..?

Han Jisung standing just a few steps in front of Lee Minho.

Light hair, Pale skin, Lee knows age.

He was walking towards him?

Why? Why was he coming closer?

Yet, Lee Minho found himself wanting to be closer to the boy.

Hand on the boys cheek.

Both leaning in.

Both wanting the feeling each other's lips on their own.

Just as the fuse was about to be ignited...

Just as their lips were about touch...

*ring, ring*

The sound of an alarm.

Ringing throughout the house.

It was a dream...

Then, why did it feel so real?

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