unwanted dream invader • jungkook bts

The Hangover

Hyemi's P.O.V

It has been three days. The quickest 72 hours of my life.

No. it was not the quickest.

The concert slash world tour of BTS named 화양연화 onstage EPILOGUE which typically runs for an hour and a half or a duration of 90 minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

I had to sleep early the night before, woke up with a refreshing morning, got myself ready with sufficient school supply.

It was the beginning of the month which meant the second week of August and school had started very long ago.

It was a huge sacrifice to miss some fairly essential lesson to witness the gracefulness of the gods in the concert in a foreign country.

I still did it anyway, the sacrifice.

I kind of regretted it.

I by no mean regretted the decision to attend the concert, but instead regretted the thought of being too careless not to think about the aftermath,

THE HANGOVER.

I had a pretty bad one at that.

Scratch that, a terribly bad one. It was obnoxious.

And it went on just like that.

Days after days, having revolting concert hangover.

It was any typical one.

From that particular period(the day of the concert), i started having weird dreams of two particular people who were a part of the gods squad a.k.a BTS or Bangtan boys or Bulletproof boy scout or BangTanSoNyunDan or however they were called.

It was not something i dreaded the most.

It was the inability to recall each dream clear or even vaguely that i dreaded the most.

My friends used to brag about their absolutely beautiful or positively superstitious dreams to me and i had no idea how they were able to describe it profoundly clearly as if it was in real life.

Turned out it was only me that was bizarre.

Everyone could recall their dreams well even the worst performing student in the class.

I wondered how i had the inability when i had fairly good memory, i supposed.

What was really strange about it was i was able to tell who was it in my dream,

My ultimate, long standing, super strong, remained stable bias: Jeon Jungkook and the absolutely savage bias wreck expert: Park Jimin.

I knew really clearly then that it was them.

It was definitely them.

But i couldn't recall what was happening there.

What were they doing to me.

What were they saying to me and to one another.

How was i even involved with them.

How was i even find ways to get close to them,to be connected to them.

How was i even get there.

The place where they were.

I forgot all of it.

Every single thing. I only knew i was dreaming of two of them. I had connections to them in my dreams.

It was not a 'once in a while' occurrence.

At first i wanted to be ignorant to everything, thinking it was only my mind doing tricks to itself.

I tried but i couldn't.

It turned into something serious that i couldn't sort out.

While i was taking a somehow long time trying to figure out everything for the countless times, i out of the sudden came across one stupid idea.

"When you dream of someone, it can be that that/those person/people is/are whether thinking of you or missing you."

I hysterically chuckled to myself at my own idiocy.

It couldn't be, could it?