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DOJOON HATED waking up. dreams were the only way he could escape the real world, that's why he spent most of his time sleeping the days away.
all of his friends were dead. lost in time. the only way dojoon could see them was through dreams. he missed them so much, it was like the universe had a personal grudge against him.
he lost everyone.
dojoon gripped his pillow, squeezing it before burying his face deep into the soft fabric. maybe he'd be able to suffocate himself and be with his loved ones for the rest of time. but he promised that he'd live for them, he wasn't one to make promises and break them immediately.
as usual, dojoon fell back onto his bed and closed his eyes, the pillow hugged closely to his chest. how long would he keep doing this for?
he would get bored of it eventually.
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𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢
Fanfiction[ kws + lhj + ljh + pdj ] it's awful, but whenever i have a dream about you you're always dying in some sort of gruesome way.
