Chapter 2 -It's Not A Date-

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-It's Not A Date -

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It's Saturday morning, the day after the Halloween party. Seyoon had slept very poorly and his body was a mess after drinking too much hard liquor. Now he was like a walking zombie full of regret. Why did he have to drink that much? Was it even that much? hadn't it been just one cocktail and a shot? and then some beers. And did he drink some wine at one point as well? It's all coming back to him now. He drank a lot of different things last night. Why did he have to do that? Just because he felt a bit insecure and jealous at one point of the evening? Was he really that weak mentally that he had to drink to feel better? He should never drink when he feels like he needs to.

The water bottle seemed to take forever to fill up and all of a sudden the water was overflowing and pouring over onto his fingers cooling them down. Seyoon found himself staring out his window for no reason. He wasn't looking at anything in particular. Just looking through the glass and beyond. When Seyoon was a kid he often found himself alone in a park or on a set of swings. He would slowly swing or silently lie on the grass staring up at the sky. After a moment he would feel almost weightless and indestructible, but at the same time very insignificant. He was just one small human being on this earth, filled with millions more. This earth that was just one planet amongst many others. How big was the universe really? It was always at this thought that he woke up from his haze, feeling scared and calm at the same time, it made him less scared to follow his heart and dreams in life. Being this small and insignificant meant that there's nothing bad that could happen if his dreams never come true. It wouldn't matter to anyone else if he made something of himself in this life or not. But it would matter to him. He knew it would because he could feel. His feelings drive him to follow his dreams. If he tried his utmost it would be ok to fail. Cause what would it mean to fail? Nothing, as long he couldn't regret his efforts.

Seyoon went back to bed and slowly slipped back into a hazy slumber. He dreamed that kind of dream that was on the verge of reality. He could see Jason sitting next to him on the bench. Jason leaned close to him and kept repeating his name. Seyoon. Seyoon. Seyoon. Seyoon. The sound of Jason's voice was ringing in his ears. He could see Jason's eyes glimmering from the street lights as their eyes locked. Here in the dream, Seyoon was brave. He took hold of Jason's hand and made their fingers intertwine. Everything seemed to move at half speed. He turned to Jason to look at him more closely. He wanted to memorize every corner of his face. A single drop of rain landed on their joined hands. Another drop landed on his face, then another. Now he could feel the rain pouring down on his head. This made him wake up with a shock only to hear the roar of laughter. Jun.

Seyoon got up to get a towel to wipe off the access water Jun had poured on him.

"I should take back my spare key if it's going to be abused like this. What do you want Jun?"

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