Mystic Messenger [BL Oneshots]

Nightmare [Yooseven]

Whoop dee doo its fluff

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'He hates you'

'He doesn't love you'

'You're just a pain in the ass'

'You're a burden to him'

'He just took pity on you'

"He wouldn't..." Saeyoung mumbled to himself, running through the endless darkness, trying to get away from whoever is speaking to him. He ran and ran and ran; yet the voice was still following him.

His tired legs gave out and he fell onto his knees, tears spilling from his eyes as the voice bombarded him with negative words about his and Yoosung's relationship.

He covers his ears and screams, attempting to silence out the voices.

A small light appeared infront of him. He shakily looks up, then his eyes widening once he knew who it is.

Yoosung was there. But his facial expression was different; it was a look of disgust, maybe hatred.

"Yoosung... help..." Saeyoung choked out.

"Sorry Saeyoung. But to be honest, I'm sick and tired of your shit and this senseless relationship." Yoosung looks away, the look of annoyance on his face. "I'm done, we're done. I may have promised not to leave you, but it's getting out of hand."

He turned and left, walking towards the darkness before there were none of him left. The voice silenced but he still kneeled there, crying.

He was begenning to doubt the relationship he had with Yoosung. Was it all just a joke? Was it all fake? All the affections the blonde gave, and what he gave back, was not real? The relationship was just... nothing?

"Saeyoung..."

He heard another voice, but it was not like before.

It was Yoosung's, but more soft and caring.

He didn't dare look up though, and continued sobbing.

"Saeyoung..."

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Yoosung looked worriedly at his boyfriend, who was turning and crying in his sleep. He continued shaking the red head awake.

"Saeyoung... wake up!!" That's when he woke up, breathing rapidly and eyes wide.

"Are you okay?" Yoosung asks. Suddenly, Saeyoung wraps his arms around the blonde's torso and cried on his chest. The blonde quietly hugs back, rubbing his back in attempt to calm him.

After a few minutes, the sobs turned into hiccups and breathing.

"Mind telling me about the dream?"

"Mmh..." Saeyoung just gripped tighter on Yoosung's shirt. "D-Don't...Don't leave me..."

Leave?

Yoosung smiles warmly, pulling him even closer if that was possible. "I would never. Don't ever think that I will abandon you"

"You promise?" Saeyoung sniffs as he looks up. He honestly looks cute right now, Yoosung thought.

"I promise" he planted a kiss on the red head's soft lips.

They both stayed quiet, arms wrapped around each other and taking in each other's warmth.

"I love you, Yoosung"

"I love you too, Saeyoung"

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As you can see i am not good at making stories