He's Dreaming

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Chanyeol POV

I walk in a vast savana. Enjoying the breeze and the beautiful scenery. There, I saw the same boy. Standing at the end of the savana, holding a flower. I walk slowly toward him. When I finally stand beside him, I intertwine our hands together. Slowly, I take a peek of his face. Beautiful.

"Hi, what are you doing here?"

He never answer my question, instead, he is just looking away to different direction. I never see his face clearly, but a flash of his feature. Even just a glimpse of it, I'm sure that he is the most beautiful man in the world.

That's what I dream every night. With the same boy in each dream, but different places. I never meet anyone in my life that has features like him. He is about as the same height as my shoulder, slim fingers, straight-brown hair, a little bit v line of jaw, and sweet smile like his.

When the first dream appear last week, I thought that the one that in my dream was Luhan, my best friend. He has almost the same features as the him, but after the second dream, I am sure that it's not him.

I walk around my neighborhood this morning. The morning air is always calm me down. Actually, I stress out lately because of my parents. They want me to continue their business as their heir, but I want to chase my dream as a swimmer. As you guess, they don't allow me even I have a perfect record on swimming.

After I take a walk, I go to my apartment and pick my swimming bag to go to the swimming pool behind the apartment. I walk lazily, kick the pebbles on the street, then suddenly it hit a petite young boy. He cries.

"Hey hey, I'm sorry. It hits you hard, does it? I'm sorry," I say while stroking his forehead.

"Hey, Baekho ya! Why are you crying?!" I hear someone shouting from a far. I turn around and I see a boy running toward me. Maybe he is his brother.

"Ya! Ya! Why are you crying Baekho-ya? What happen?" he asks while grabbing the little one's shoulders.

"This uncle hit me with pebble!" he cries louder.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I just accidentally hit him. I-I just hit the pebbles but I don't know that it'll hurt him. I'm sorry," I say hanging my head low.

"Ah, no problem. He will be alright soon. Sorry for disturbing you. Excuse me. Baekho-ya, let's go home. Mom buys us a lot of ice cream! Let's go!" he says while carrying the latter.

"Really, hyung? Let's go home!"

"Good bye, hmm.."

"Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol. And?"

He is smiling, "Baekhyun, Byun Baekhyun."

"Good bye, Baekhyun-ssi. Once again I'm sorry that I accidentally hit your brother."

"No problem! See you Chanyeol-ssi!"

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After I do my routine for about 1 hour, I sit down on one of the bench near the pool. Watching the water slowly moving and hearing the sound of it, relax me a bit.

Suddenly someone tap my shoulder and I see a hand offer me an energy drink.

"Here, take this," he says.

Then, I take a look at the person who give me the drink. Baekhyun.

"Oh, Baekhyun-ssi. Thank you," I say while taking the drink. "Why are you here? Oh, by the way, I never see you around. Are you new?"

"Yes. I just moved yesterday. I live in the 345. Yours?"

"Oh? I live in 645. We are just 2 floors apart"

"Yes, Chanyeol-ssi. Can I go to your apartment someday? I barely know anyone here and it's my lucky day to just met you this morning."

"No problem, Baekhyun-ssi. You can come!"

Then, he giggling, turn around and looking at the pool. I look at him, his sideline features seems familiar.

"You look like you are an expert in swimming. Are you an athlete perhaps?"

"No, Baekhyun-ssi, I'm not. I just kinda like swimming and it turns out that I'm good at it. Do you want to swim?"

"A-ah. To be honest," he says and fidgeting his fingers, "I can't swim".

"What?"

"I can't swim. I just, like watching how people swim. I have a trauma so I can't be in a pool or even bath up even for a second."

"Oh, I see. People have their phobia though. It's not a problem."

"But," he is hesitating. "But, my father was an athlete."

"In Swimming?"

"Yeah."

"Who is he?"

"Byun Dae Sung."

"What?! Byun Dae Sung?! The almighty Byun Dae Sung?!"

He is chuckling, "Haha, yes he is."

"Oh my God, now I'm a friend of my favourite athlete's son. Oh God. I have a huge poster of your father in my room, Baekhyun-ssi! Oh my God! I can't believe this!" I said, ruffling my hair. It's unbelievable!

"Well, because of he is the best in swimming, he wanted to us, me and my brother, to be good in swimming too. But, one day..." he stops. His body is shaking. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"My friend tried to drawn me in the pool because I was really good and beat all of my friends when we had a competition at school. After that incident, I can't even dip my feet into the pool."

He then brings his knees closer to his chest, grabbing his knees and put his head in between. He is crying right now. Just sobbing actually, but it really breaks my heart.

"I miss swimming, Chanyeol-ssi. I do really want to swim again, or at least, I want to soak myself in the bath up. I miss the feeling, but I'm too scared," he says still sobbing.

I don't know what to do. I never be in this kind of situation so I just stroking his shoulder slowly.

"I can teach you if you want, Baekhyun-ssi."

"Really? No no we barely know each other and yet you already help me much."

"It's fine, really. It's a win win solution. You have to learn how to swim again and I do really like swimming and 'accidentally' good at swimming, so, yeah..."

"Okay, I accept it," he is smiling. Smiling! His smile, it kinda reminds me of.....