Literal Dream Guy ➳ Sehun

四

My eyes started to drop, feeling the sleepiness take over me as I sat in class, it was already last period and I never felt this tired in my entire life.

'Maybe because you didn't sleep the whole night smarty pants.' The voice in my head spoke as I struggled to keep my eyes opened as the teacher taught.

I didn't get any shut-eye at all since I didn't want to dream about Sehun, the only person that mattered right now to me was Chanyeol.

The bell suddenly rang making me jump back to my senses, as I arranged my stuff on the table and dump it in my bag.

I followed the crowd of people who were struggling to exit the room because of our large numbers, once I had successfully gotten out, I huffed out a sigh and started walking away until...

"Chanyeol?" I whispered, as my feet stopped automatically.

His eyes locked onto mine, before excusing himself to the person he was talking to.

"Hyejin, I'm so-"

I hugged Chanyeol as if there was no tomorrow, people started to stare and give us looks but I didn't care, I embraced him as tight as I could and he returned it.

I snuggled on his shoulder before whispering "I threw it Channie."

"Threw what?"

"The notebook." He smiled once I had said those two words making him lift me up and spin me around in the middle of the school hallways.

"Thank you." He mumbled as he intertwined my fingers with his, "Let me walk you home."

We went out of the gates, ignoring the confused expressions of the people around us, and started to chat as we walked home.

A few minutes later and we had already arrived the door of my small house.

"See you tomorrow." He bid, releasing his hold from mine, but before he could even walk away I held onto his arm and pulled him closer to me.

"Can you at least stay for coffee?" I smiled, not even waiting for his response before pulling him inside, resulting both of us to burst into giggles.

He sat on the coach and gave out a heartwarming smile, until he saw something that caught his interest on the table. His face etched with curiosity as his one eyebrow raised.

Chanyeol stood up and started to walk towards the dinner table, me being my snoopy self, followed his steps.

"What's this?" He asked eyeing a certain thing on the table, I moved to his side to see what he was talking about.

'H-how?' The voice in my head stuttered as I glued my eyes on the thing that rested on the table, the dream notebook.

"I-i can e-explain!"

"You didn't have to lie Hyejin." Chanyeol hissed before walking out of the door, I stood in awe, scared and confused as my mouth opened trying to explain itself but no words really came out.

I took the notebook in my hands and opened it to the last page where I wrote, everything looked the same except for the one sentence on the bottom of the page.

"Please don't throw me away."
-S

Making it the last thing I remembered, before blacking out.