As I walked up the long, carpet embedded stairs, a short but fierce pain struck the internal organ inside my head, the back of my brain- It was as if something hit me. The source of pain didn't come from the out but the in; A headache. It didn't hurt enough for me to cry out or make some sort of noise, but it surely did hurt enough for me to stop in my tracks and try to regain my right state of mind. I was enduring it, trust me.
It was seldom that I got headaches and I have no qualification in anything to do with the biology or health of a human being. Although, if it was anything, I knew this headache wasn't normal. Soon after the head pains struck, It was as if a scene started to play right before my eyes. At first the scene started out blurry, blotchy and misty like oil paint. but as I squinted, the imagery became clear.
Two young boys, about the same age, were running down the corridor ahead of me. I couldn't see their faces and it wasn't because they were too far or that they weren't facing me. It was merely because they didn't have any faces or facial features. Little feet patted against the soft, carpeted floors as they constantly hit each other playfully on the arm. Although, what I found strange was that there was no sound whatsoever coming out from any of the activities that they were doing, like they were put on mute. It was also like every time I tried to listen out for more sound, the headache became stronger, like some sort of barrier was restricting me.
Then out of no where, a rather tall man stood in front of the two boys, as if he had just magically teleported himself there. They instantly both came to a stop, halted in symmetrical position. But as I looked at the scene more, The man wasn't in fact a man, but a slightly young teenager, who was quite tall. He had his hair in a formal manner but it looked like he had run his hand through it several times. It really was all I could describe of him. There wasn't anything else significant about him. Although, this teenager seemed to of been telling the kids something because as soon as he did, he looked up from their low height and pointed towards the stairs before pushing them both towards me, the entrance of the stairs. I wanted to move out of their way but it was as if I was glued to the floor.
The kids were, by this time, already at least three feet away from me but it wasn't them I was concentrating on. It was the tall teenage boy that seemed to of been giving me a pitiful look. Just before the boys were to reached the stairs, they disappeared suddenly, bursting softly into a descend of dust. It was only the teenage boy left.
He came up to me swiftly in one step, grinning down on me. His mouth was left ajar but it looked natural. A natural instinct. His orbs bore into mine and I honestly felt like I was going to crap my pants, but was this even real? Now that I think about it, This isn't happening right in front of me. I wanted to snap myself out of it but it wasn't happening.
The teenage boy then moved back and stood up straight, his smile then seeming to be the only thing real about him.
"Settle in nicely, Sehunnie~" Were the last but only words he said, no whispered, to me before he himself, lightly burst into an explosion of dust.
Another voice then called "Master?" out to me. Zitao. I'd recognized that voice anywhere. I was suddenly pulled out the trance and at last, felt comfortable in my own skin. I had the free will to move.
"Y-Ye-Yes. Yes. My...My room, Yeah. Uhm" I only guessed that he was talking about my room since it was what we came up here for. Zitao looked hence didn't ask about anything for he must of known his duty. I decided to really try my legs so I walked towards my door, constantly watching my legs in case they were to fail me again.
I sure in hell don't know what just happened, but I want to lie to myself and say it felt like a dream, even though it really felt like a twisted reality- a memory.
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