30 Days - JungRi Fanfiction

Day 27

Oppa,

Maybe I just feel too tired to wake up now.

I imagine that, in my unconscious state, I'll be in the beach house we always wanted.

I'll be making food while you play around with our child.

The young one's laughter echoing through out the house, you, carrying him up as you play.

A happy family it seems.

Or maybe, we'll be in our own world, where no one knows us. During winter , we'll walk down the streets of Paris, pretending to be one of them, speaking broken French. You would place your hands around my ears to warm them up, and put my hand in your pocket to keep them away from the cold.

We would have brunch at one of the cafes and eat baguettes as we sip on hot coffee, like a typical Paris couple.

It's one of my fantasies, yet, it will never happen.

-Yeri