flowers [kim doyoung]

twenty-eight

as the night falls, doyoung was already rolling on the couch inside his room. keiko was sleeping on his bed. he didn't want to sleep beside her, he felt awkward and slightly turned on just because of what happened that morning.

he respects her as a woman, he didn't want to let anything stupid to happen between them. especially when things just got a tinge better.

doyoung's eyes flicker as he tried to make himself sleep on the couch. yuta is outside, doing whatever he wishes to do with ivy. he stares at the ceiling, thinking about his complicated life. trying to find a cure was hard.

this is not like medicine, medicine was far straightforward. this was like a never ending maze, leaving him in such haze.

it sucks, sure.

he lied on the couch, continues to stare into thin air.
as if he was enchanted, he falls asleep.

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he was sure he's in his dream once again. not that he can't stop his self from having these dreams, all of it needs to stop somehow.

the pain, the grief, he wants keiko to be safe and let him to have a peaceful life, without anyone torturing him. he just wishes for that. is that a lot for him to wish?

he feels like a loser but sure, he wasn't someone who expected this to happen to him. as painful the truth is, not everyone in this world had the same situation like him.

flowers, its normal. like people who can see ghosts. normal in this world. normal for people to have multiple flowers punctured and a bleeding heart.

however, the way they overcome it, if you'd willing to study the ways, its not an easy task at all.

doyoung walked through the forest, only to find a a huge soft yellow building. the towers hovers as the design shows on how delicate it is. upon realization, the building in front of him was a castle.

really? a castle in the middle of the forest? he must be shitting bricks but maybe he was. he had no idea why would he entered the old castle, but as if he was controlled, he entered it anyway.