Dream the love

dream

minhyung rubbed his eyes in confusion.

where was he?

he looked around the area to discover it looked extremely familiar.

then he recalled

he was back in his "room".

he looked around the kitchen to see the digital clock that read-10:55am, 2007

he wrinkled his eyebrows in kunfusion.

he couldn't remember what happened to him, try as hard as he might.

the door to the living room slammed open and he jumped up in fright.

right, his parents were here.

he saw from the kitchen his dad dragging taeyong out of the house. presumably to the office.

he crept out of the kitchen to see his mom sitting on the sofa, reading her newspaper.

he kept his head down and slowly shuffled over to the toilet.

"lee minhyung." his mom called out, making him freeze and dared not to look back.

"yes?" he shut his eyes tightly before turning around to face his mom, cursing in his head.

"come here." he opened his eyes to see his mom sitting straight, her arms opened wide. it was as if she wanted to hug him.

he cautiously approached and she chuckled, pulling him into a warm, motherly hug.

he was surprised yet he decided to embrace her too, wishing that this was real and that his abusive parents were just a dream.

she pulled away from the hug and held his face in her palms. "you're so handsome." she said. "mommy will bring you out today okay?" he nodded his head vigorously and she giggled, grabbing his hands softly and leading them both out of the house.

they did everything together-amusement parks, water parks, arcades, bumper cars, anything his 7 year old heart wanted. it seemed as if the day never ended as time kept stretching on and on.

he loved the feeling: being with his mom and doing all sorts of fun things while she supported him whole heartedly, taking lots of pictures and videos. if this was a dream, he never wanted it to end.

soon, minhyung found himself back in the kitchen as for the first time, his mother tucked him in. the previous days it were as if he was never tired but suddenly he felt extremely exhausted now.

his mom kissed him on the forehead. "goodnight minhyung." he whined and held her hand, wishing to never part with it.

she stroked his hair and said, "someone is waiting for you to wake up dear." he nodded sleepily and his eyelids began drooping.

"mommy loves you always. remember that." she smiled as he closed his eyes.

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(a/n): would you trust the mother?

i'm sorry for this but i didnt want to keep yall wiating HAHAH

who even reads my books anymore?

anyways have a good night/morning.

-your magu magu