[EXO FANFIC FOR CHANYEOL] My Lovely Dreamer

Thanks for the request, love~ I hope you like it :)

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You toss and turn in bed, a most uncomfortable feeling this late at night. It must be two AM, at least. The heat is getting to you, you've never been good with the mid-summer weather. A car passes by your house outside, and the glare from the headlights peek through the curtains on your window. The blankets are starting to get tangled. The darkness settles in the night again as you struggle for another twenty minutes. Maybe it was an illusion, but was that light peeking through your window? 

You finally manage to fall asleep...

Your bare feet slap against the cold hard ground. Gray cobblestone, like in the old streets of Paris. Well, it would be like that, except that you're inside a building. Your running feels slow, as if you're trying to push your way through thick honey. You place a delicate fingertip on the wall surrounding you on your right as you stop for a second. It's also cold and smooth, like glass. Your breathing is ragged. Something feels strange.

You look ahead. A tall, male silhouette stands in front of you. He slowly turns his head around to look at you and you see his lips curl up in a smirk. A mist forms behind him, shrouding him in mystery.

He looks at you behind those brown curls, but you can't clearly see his face. Yet you somehow recognize him.

You open your mouth. "Where've you been?"

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It's the first time in a long time that you've woken up without a problem, which is strange, considering the circumstances it took for you to fall asleep. It had been a short dream supposedly, but you take a hesitant look at the clock. 

"9 AM already..." You mutter, putting an arm over your eyes. 

After getting dressed, you walk into the kitchen, expecting someone there. But your parents are already gone, off to work, therefore leaving you alone at the house. You sigh and pull a cup from the dish washer, then fill it halfway up with milk. "You need to maintain your health better!" your mom always liked to say. The dream the night before wouldn't leave your mind and you felt strangely bothered by it. You stay standing as you finish your cold drink, afterwards placing the cup in the sink.

What should I do today? You think to yourself. And then an idea comes.

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You arrive at the park in about twenty minutes by foot. It's completely empty. You used to come here with your parents when you were young and they weren't so busy. 

At first, you stand there, unsure of what to do, feeling a little awkward. You start by climbing the old wooden structures, which wasn't hard since you're rather oversized for this playground. You turn left and spot the slides. You sigh as you sit down on the top, stopping abruptly when you see the long pair of legs on the slide next to you.

The two slides are plastic, about nine feet long, and separated by a thin wooden wall, perfectly placed here so that you couldn't see the face of the person sitting to your left. You thought about leaving, but why would you do that? This isn't anyone's property. 

Subconsciously, you sigh again, then you cover your mouth, not wanting to be a burdening presence, or even noticed, by the stranger nearby. 

"Hello?" The voice is a man's, and very deep too. In an attractive way. You start to panic a little, although you're unsure of why you do that.

"I'm sorry, I--" You start to get up. "Should I go? I, just, didn't mean to..." You feel embarrassed by your stuttering, something you don't normally do. 

"No, it's fine. I'm just sitting here. You're not bothering me."

Wow, can he read my mind? Then you shake your head, feeling stupid. Of course he can't, he was just commenting based on that outburst that you just made. You sit down again. "Okay." There's an awkward silence -- or, at least, it feels awkward to you,

"My name's Park Chanyeol, by the way."

You look up in surprise, except that you can't see him through the wall of course. "Oh, hi Chanyeol..." You introduce yourself shyly.

"It's nice to meet you." He says in that deep voice of his. 

"You too." You respond, still feeling shy around this stranger.

"So what're you doing here today?" He asks you.

You're not sure how to answer. Why are you here today? Because your parents were always too busy with work? Because it was boring at home? You stare up at the sky, hoping the clouds might give you some type of answer. But all you can do is lean against that wall and say, "That's a good question."

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You come back the next day, at around the same time, and plop down on the same slide from the day before. You look over and see a long pair of legs from the slide next to you, propped up. Chanyeol's arms are crossed over his knees, but you still can't see his face. 

You greet him with a smile he can't see. "Hi."

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Everyday you go back to that slide, only to see the same pair of legs waiting for you. That face still invisible to your eyes. But you smile at the familiarity as, this time, he says hello to you.

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A week after that first day that you two met, you come to the park to see alarming news. 

It's...being torn down? You think in silent shock as you read the notice. "Park to be destroyed for further city projects. We apologize for the inconvenience." 

You watch as construction workers yell at each other to get the right instructions. How should we get rid of this place first? Is what it sounds like to you. You wait and wait. But no tall stranger comes to the playground that day. You leave feeling lonely.

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The construction lasts for another week. It's now two weeks since that first day you met Chanyeol. The park is now an empty lot of dirt, seeds of grass sown into the ground. All that's left is an old oak tree that had fortunately grown some ways off from the playground itself. You head there now, not quite confident in what to do anymore. It's thick branches twist off into the sky above. You sigh again as your fingers touch the cool bark. You slowly walk around, placing each foot one after the other, carefully, until you stop in surprise. Several inches away from yours is a pair of feet in old, worn, black and white sneakers. Attached to those feet are a pair of long legs, then a torso, etc, until you finally look up at the head. You see his dark curls, he's facing away from you. His hand, those long lean fingers, rake their way through his hair. He turns around and you finally see his face.

Wow... is all you can think.

"Hi." He says to you in that deep, deep voice, a soothing remedy to you now that that old park is gone. He smiles a smirk and you can't help but grin.

"Where've you been?"

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From the author, aka me:  (130824) wow congrats to exo on their 6th win for growl! >w< so proud!!! On the other hand, they're going to kcon and i'm stuck on the other side of the country T^T /sobs

Dedicated to Saphira88: thanks for reading my stories and thank you for the request :) it made my day