JISUNG:
Minho shuts off his TV, and lays down with me. It's about 11:00, and we've been in here since Minho's dad got home. I take my pants and sweater off, wearing only my boxers and Day6 shirt. Minho smiles at my comfort level around him.
I cuddle into him, and he covers us up in his soft blankets. I lay my head on his bare chest, as he's only wearing blue pajama pants. He wraps his arms around me, and plays with my hair. He always talks about how pretty and soft it is, even though I don't think so.
I relax, and Minho whispers, "Do you wanna go to school tomorrow?"
I think about it for a second, "....No...." My unwilling mind goes to the psychologist. "No... No... Please no.."
"Okay! It's okay! You don't need to!"
"S-Stay?"
"Yes I'll stay with you!"
I nod, and cuddle further into the warm blankets. Minho pulls more pillows under us, and turns his phone on. I watch him scroll through Instagram, and soon the idols', models', and his friends' faces become blurry and insignifigant, and sleep takes me.
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Dream
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I'm walking through a meadow, soft grass on my bare feet, flowers smiling up at me in bright patches. I breathe in the fresh, sweet scented air, close my eyes, and relax.
I feel as though something suddenly changes, a cold, twisting feeling in my gut. I open my eyes.
The once bright, shining sun is gone, not even the moon showing, the flowers and grass are gone, shards of glass and knives replacing them. I nearly collapse, my naked feet spurting blood at an alarming pace. A female figure in a cult-like cloak is approaching me from afar, and I want to run away, but running on this deadly ground isn't very smart.
She pulls a long, wooden stick from her cloak, and tears start moving down my face, hot and quick.
Nonono!
I start shaking my head back and forth, not daring to move my body.
"Is Jisung gonna speak for me?" Her voice is an eerie echo of the past, soft and slow, yet terrifying. Calm before the storm.
She appears to be floating above the harmful ground, with her cloak and stick I begin to think of the Grim Reaper.
In a sudden change of events, she hisses several threats, and shoots towards me, her stick whipping through the air and she hits me. Over and over. Bruises and blood coating my body as I fall on my back, glass piercing my skin harmfully, and a knife grazing past my face. A gross pillow appears in my arms and I curl into it, crying silently yet violently.
Her hood falls off her head, revealing the psychologist.
I sob harder, my tears turning from salty water to dark blood. I shut my eyes as she grabs a knife.
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Reality
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I open my eyes again to a dark ceiling, Sooah and Minho staring at me in panic.
I meet both of their eyes and burst into tears.
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A/n:
sososososo sorry for not updating anything!!
Thank you so much for bearing with me!!
xoxo
Byee!
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Inside My Head || Minsung
Fiksi Penggemar*COMPLETED* Han Jisung, a boy too scared to speak his mind in public, or in private. The doctors can't decide what to do with this severe anxiety, and his parents are frightened for his future. Lee Minho, the schools pretty boy. He avoids the "cool...
