Mine

Once upon a time,

         There was an idol who loves to sing.

          Forever became insane in this lucid dream.

          She cried endlessly as she watched him fall.

          To recreate the dream as her reality falls.

"Byul? Byul~~~ Are you awake?"

"Mmm..."

        I turned my body to the left side, ignoring the voice; however. as I lazily opened my eyes an angelic man appeared in front of me. "Good morning, Sleeping beauty! Did you sleep well last night?" he said with a smile. The angelic man has short brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and an adorable baby face. He is my hoobae, but from now on and forward, he is my lover. "Nope," I bluntly replied and turned my body to the right.

        "What?!" he exclaimed and jumped on the bed while hugging me behind. "Was I too rough last night? I'll be more gentle if we do it again." he shyly said and I can tell that he's blushing like crazy from behind. "I'm just tried. Don't worry about it, Taemin." I said and tried to go back to sleep. "But you say that everyday. Come on, I wanna go somewhere with you plus this will be my treat. I can make it up to you," he said while begging.

        I chuckled a little and turned to look at him. I opened my lazy eyes. "But did you promise me that you'll help me buy the groceries? We still need to go shopping to buy a few furnitures, antiques, and a whole bunch a stuff," I said with a smile. "Maybe we can go somewhere from then." "Geez, it's basically the same thing!" he pouted while caressing my cheek and kissed me on the lips.

        My eyes widen with his sudden kiss, however, I surrendered myself feeling his lips on mine. He lets it go and cover his body on top of mine, looking at me with desire. With that, I embraced him as he covered us under the bed sheets. We kissed each other over and over to the point it was passionate and intense.

        Everyday was pure happiness. Everyday became precious. Everyday, I wanted this dream to continue. However, I know from the very beginning that everything that I wanted was too good to be true. And yet, I continue to let this dream become the reality I wanted. No, the reality that he envisions. 

        One morning, I was sitting on the desk, looking at a small drawing while sketching a dress. During my childhood days, I always loved drawing dresses and imagine if I could someday wear them. The childish drawing looked messy so I decided to redraw and perhaps maybe create it into reality. Of course, I don't have the talented gift to sew a dress, however, I'm willing to try.

        "Byul, whatcha doing?" Taemin sat on a chair and looked at me with curiosity. He then looked at the drawing. "You should add a little more of this." He pointed at the dress' flair. "Like this?" I questioned while adding a little more flair into the drawing. I then showed it to him. "Hmmm... More like that," Taemin said as he drew the flair not too long but not too short for the dress.