flowers [kim doyoung]

eight

doyoung had his whole week for him self yet he doesn't know what to do.
as usual, since he got his heart like that, he haven't known that he was actually a bit close to become insane.

and who should believe that?

he sat on his bed, looking at the weather there which is raining lightly outside. he haven't feel peace in anything except when he looks at the sky or when he looks at keiko.

weird but aren't surprising

he began to lay down and his eyes slowly flicker. they were bringing him back into dreamland— which the boy despises.

but who can stop him from sleeping at that moment?

++

doyoung was in his nightmare again. sure, he probably falls asleep just now. he was inside a room.

the room seems.. familiar.

then it clicked, it was the room that he and keiko once stayed together just because of  it was raining heavily and they can't went back home.

of course, keiko's parents knew. doyoung had lost his parents a long time ago so he lived alone— make most of his decisions alone.

he wondered, why that room?

why this outfit?

he questions it all. he was wearing his black dress shirt along with his striped tie with the black slacks. it was the best look that he had.

he was confused, what was he waiting for in this room? and he was on the bed laying down. this time,he can't control it at all. he can't run, talk or anything. he depends on himself which  is his other self doing in here.

suddenly, keiko came out from the bathroom.
what is keiko doing in the same room with him?! wearing the prom dress that he drool over secretly.

"doyoung ah.." she said softly.

dearself, WAKE UP!

he tried but as if he was possessed, he can't.

the other him just looked at her.
she came closer to him, more like strangling him. what is she doing?

"doyoung ahh.. i want you. so badly" she whispers into his ears. the blood of his runs cold. not this dream again.

"doyoung.. say that you want me too?" she began to trace his exposed collarbone. slowly her fingertips went down to open his shirt.

him there, not his sane self, the other self was enjoying it. he didn't do anything and lets keiko being dominant of him.

he doesn't want this. he doesn't want lust.

soon, his abdomen is already free without any shirt on and keiko graze her fingers on his clothed leg. he other hand wonders on his body.

"y-yes i want you too" his other self said that— having him panicking. this isn't what he wants.

why?!

and with that, keiko kisses him roughly and he gladly accepts it.

yes he enjoys this all but he doesn't want it to be so wrong like this.

he would be lying if he said he doesn't like it when keiko is touching him.

his naughty hands starts to open the zip of her dress and let his desires out.

and with that, both of them are making things that they shouldn't do but thankfully it's in doyoung's nightmare.

he wants it to stop, he can't help but to moan and cry at the same time.

++

"doyoung. doyoung wake up!" yuta shook the boy who is sleeping but at the same time he was moaning and tears streaming down his cheeks.

what's up with him? yuta thoughts.

he looked at doyoung's flowers that grew on his chest. it's.. dark red—no, it's velvet. is this why he's like this?

yuta tried hard to wake him up but he succeeded. doyoung woke up , gasping for air.

"man, are you alright?" yuta sat on the edge of doyoung's bed.

doyoung didn't answer but he looked around. god, he's in his room. not the hotel room anymore.

he just shook his head and looked down.

"bro, let me hug you please?" he asks yuta making the other one's eyebrow cocked.

"alright" yuta scooted closer to him and let the other one cry on his shoulder. he didn't say anything cause he knows how much it hurts.