Crazy.

18

Yoongi's P.O.V

-OK, you're sleeping in my room and i'm sleeping on the couch.

-No, no It's okay, you did a lot for me , I can sleep on the couch!

-Don't argue with me, mh.

She stopped arguing with me, because obivously I would win anyways.

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I'm on the couch, sinking deep in thoughts . Why did I even bring her here in the first place? I can't even take care of myself, and now I need to take care of her too.

But I can't kick her out now, at least I will have someone to talk to, she seems pretty nice. Yeah, I should erase the bad thoughts and sleep.

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'i'm in a dark, dark place, I can't see anything.

Giggles, I hear giggles.

Baby giggles. It sounds so cute, I bet the little baby is really sweet.

Huh? Rain, I hear rain. The rain drops are whispering to me.

"he's not..."

Who? 'he's not ' ? What does that mean?

"he's not..."

Then the rain stopped. Everything turned white. Walls are white, the floor is white, the flowers.. flowers?

White flowers, they're so pretty, they're dancing in the wind.

Hm? A baby is crying.

The little baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, and he was carefully put down amongst the flowers by a tall and skinny lady, whose hair was silver colored, she had pretty long hair, she was dressed in black clothes. I only saw her eyes, she was crying, her eyes look familiar, really familiar. I could tell she was really pretty, even though I couldn't see the rest of her face.

After we stared at each other for a few seconds, she turned around and ran away, she vanished.

What should I do? Should I pick up the baby? She or he is crying really loud.

While I was deep in my thoughts, I haven't noticed that the little baby who cried the whole time, stopped doing so, he was a boy now. He was about my age. His hair was silver, just like the skinny lady's hair. He looked really familiar.

He walked towards me, and stopped when he was a few meters away from me.

He lifted his shirt up.

I widened my eyes.

His whole body was covered in cuts.

They were fresh.

The blood was still dripping out of the wounds.

Is it wrong if I say that the boy looked like pure art like that? Yes I think so.

The poor boy started crying and shaking, then he called for me.

"Yoongi help me"

"Yoongi"

The boy then started to scream my name.

"YOONGI for fuck's sake wake up! "

I opened my eyes and stood up, it was a dream.

Holy shit she slapped me.

"What the fuck? why did you do that? "

She furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms.

"You were screaming your name in sleep, I though you had a bad dream. "

I groaned in frustration and laid back, closing my eyes.

"Your dream, was it bad?"

"No, I dreamt that I got fucked by myself, and I screamed from the pleasure" (this is me tho)

"Haha, so funny. You jerk, i'm going back to sleep, it's 3 a.m."

I nodded in approval.

Who was that guy? he was so familiar.

I know him.

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