Mmkay,,, so this might be a tad bit scary so my scaredy a** would recommend not reading this at night. ...Even though I'm writing this at night... lmao anyway enjoy~!
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I was in the bathroom of Jumin's penthouse putting my pajamas on. It was the third night that I was staying at Jumin's. I looked at the high-end pajamas he gave me.
They were definitely very comfortable, but seemed very expensive from the tag that said "Permes Paris," in a fancy and intricate font. I thanked him very much after he gave them to me, but it was embarrassing letting him see the pajamas that were old and from Bap....
After that, he insisted on getting me a new pair, so I obliged. I stepped out of the bathroom and walked to the bed where I found Jumin sitting on a chair, holding a book, right next to the bedside.
"Oh, you're finished." He smiled, and my heart grew warm at the sight.
"They look very nice on you," he continued, "Now, lay down so I can read to you."
I smiled, nodding and laying down under the covers. The lights were dim, setting the mood. The soft sheets around me made me feel like I was being swallowed in silk. Which was actually quite nice. I sighed peacefully, and Jumin laughed.
"Are you comfortable?"
"Very. I'm glad I can listen to your voice Jumin. It's, v-very nice." I blushed, and he laughed again.
"Well, I'm glad you like it. If you will, I shall read you to sleep," I nodded closing my eyes,
"'Quite like old times,' the room says. 'Yes? No?' There are two beds, a big one for madame and a smaller one on the opposite side for monsieur. The wash-basin is shut off by a curtain. It is a large room, the smell of cheap hotels faint, almost imperceptible. The street outside is narrow, cobble-stoned, going sharply uphill and ending in a flight of steps. What they call an impasse. I have been here five days. I have decided on a place to eat in at midday, a place to eat in at night, a place to have my drink in after dinner. I have arranged my little life..."
My eyes closed, focusing on his soft and smooth velvet like voice, eventually falling sleep.
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I hear someone calling my name. I look around myself, but I see nothing. I'm in a busy street with people walking all around me, but... silence. Everything is quiet, and I can hear nothing, except....
"(y/n). Come here. I want to see you."
It was such a calming voice, who's could it be? I definitely didn't recognize it... I started to follow it not knowing where I was, or where I was going. I walk through the crowd slowly. I eventually see a parting and I end up in an alley. I look around myself, and now all the people are gone, and it got significantly darker. I become afraid being alone here. What if something happened to me? I should get out of here. I start to walk to the street, but it keeps on going.... I look behind me and it looks the same. I continue down the alley, and the faint light of a street light keeps getting further away. I start running down the alley, not wanting to be there anymore.
"(y/n) come here. Where are you going? Come back. Now."
The voice spoke once again and seemed demanding. I started running faster, and I heard heavy slugging footsteps behind me.
"Come. Back. Here. NOW."
Tears ran down my face and I shook my head and tried to run as hard as I possibly could. But I felt my legs slow down, and it felt like I was going through water. The footsteps got closer.
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