☆ He's Dreaming // PCY x BBH ☆

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The country mourned for the death of Prince Sehun, Everyone was devastated, but that didn't stop the rumors emerging throughout the kingdom, some say it was an assassination, others say it was witchcraft, but the Royal family had release their statements, claiming it was a deadly disease that took their beloved prince, but none believed.

the rumors also flew all around the castle, but the only difference is that they kept their mouth shut.

The King felt so sorry for his youngest, having to be ripped of his deserved happiness right in front of him, He looked up to the sky, asking why? why would they do this to his poor son.

The Queen tried so hard, for days He kept on knocking on his son's door, but has received nothing but complete silence.

His brother, the crowned prince, along with his trusted butler, also tried to comfort the youngest prince, but to no avail.

The King sighed, he told his family to give him time to grieve, for he had lost his other half. Everyone looked defeated but didn't question nor disobey the orders of the King.

The only interaction allowed was for the maids, delivering food outside the youngest prince's door, but every time the maids check the tray it was never touched.

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BBH

I stayed in my room for god knows how long, I couldn't face all of them.

I gripped the necklace hard.

I couldn't believe that I let this happen, It's my fault, He warned me but I didn't obey.

I sat there under the covers, thinking about how I could tell this to all of them without breaking their hearts, without breaking Chanyeol's heart.

Twirling the ring around my finger. "I don't deserve this..." I was about to remove the ring when a knock broke my attempts.

"Baek...?" Chanyeol.

"Baek? I know you're in there"He knocks again.

I tried so hard not to cry, but my eyes seem to betray me, letting my tears fall freely.

"Baekhyun? answe me...please" He sounds so broken, I stood up. opening the door a little.

"Can I come in?" I nodded, opening the door abit more wider for him.

when he was inside he shut the door and hugged me tightly, I hugged him back, my tears soaking his shirt.

"Shh. It's okay, I'm here" He rubbed my back in a soothing manner, but that only made everything worse, I don't deserve this.

"C-Chan.." I looked up at him, his eyes were glistening with tears, my heart broke at the sight of him crying.

"Shh, stop crying now" He wiped my tears away, He took my hand, leading me to the bed, he sat down, still not releasing my hand, he pulled me down to sit in his lap.

"I missed you, these days without you felt like i went through hell" He placed his arms around my waist.

"I'm s-sorry" I hiccupped.

"It's fine now, I'm here with you and that's all that matters" Chanyeol kissed my forehead before placing his head on my shoulder, giving it also a feathery kiss.

"H-How's Luhan?" I bravely asked.

"He's doing better, thank the heavens, If kyungsoo didn't threaten to destroy his door he wouldn't go out" That made me laugh a little, classic Kyungsoo.

"Luckily when the royal physician checked on him a while ago, the baby was okay, he just needs to eat more" I hummed, wrapping my arms around his neck, burying myself in his scent.

my mind was screaming at me, telling me I don't deserve this, and it was right. I really don't, but my heart kept saying that I do, I do deserve to be happy.

I felt Chanyeol shift, he removed his hands on my waist.

"Baek.."

"Don't leave me please" I begged, my hands tightened around his neck, burrying my head in the crook of his neck.

I heard him sigh, so he lifted my up and placed me on the bed gently, he captured my lips for a short peck, and lied beside me.

"I promise I won't leave" Chanyeol said, grabbing the covers and covering us with it's warmth.

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I opened my eyes, my breathing was uneasy, so I sat up, looking around the dark room, I looked over to my side and saw Chanyeol, his lips were parted slightly, giving off silent snores.

I touched his cheek, caressing his face and he seem to involuntarily leaned on my hand making me smile.

I stood up, I was a bit thirsty, so I made my way to the kitchens.

On the way there I heard someone playing the piano.

The thirst now forgotton I followed the sound, it seem to be coming from the west wing, making my way up the stairs that lead me to what seems to be an endless corridor.

The music seemed to have stopped for a few moments, but it came back minutes later, I walk along the corridor trying to find the source.

I ended up in front of an oak door, then the music stopped completely. My subconscience kept telling me to go back to Chanyeol but something was pulling me here, something was telling me to open the door.

and I did.

I came face to face with my self, or what would look like a large antique mirror, as I went closer the image in the mirror started to change.

it showed someone, lying in a hospital bed, I saw Luhan, he has tears in his eyes, he was frantically talking to a doctor.

The images flashed again.

It showed Kyungsoo, he looked so distressed while changing the guy's clothes and checking his vitals.

Who is he? who is this guy and why does my friends looked so sad and distressed?

then finally the image flashed again, then it showed the one who lied on the bed.

it was me.

I looked at myself, I looked so pale and lifeless, there were these tubes poking every part of me, There was the doctor again, looking at me with sad eyes, he looked so familiar, like I know who he is.

He removed the stray hairs covering my face, before whispering.

"please wake up soon, they all missed you" He gave one last sigh before leaving.

I looked at myself again.

"Wake up.." I whispered to myself, looking over to my lifeless body

"Wake up." I tried more forcefully, I saw my hand twitch slightly, maybe one more could do the trick.

"WAKE UP!"

I shot up, I looked over to Chanyeol who looked so worried.

"Thank god you finally woke up" He wiped the sweat from my face.

"H-huh?"

"You were having a bad dream, you keep screaming something"

"Oh" I shooked my head, it was just a bad dream.

I lied back down, Chanyeol placed his arms around me again.

If it's just a bad dream, then why did it felt so real?