Hands gripped tightly around Beomgyu's neck as if he were a pigeon whose neck needed wringing. His vision going back in forth of blurriness, and seconds of clarity. He hadn't been breathing for some time now, but he still fought, slapping and scratching the arms trying to kill him. He feels pure terror. His vision clears, and he looks into dark brown eyes; eyes that look exactly like his.
The brunette shoots up from his bed, gasping and grabbing at his throat. His eyes darting around the room in fear, but once he sees the red blankets he realizes it had all just been a bad dream. He sighs relieved, but the feeling is only slight.
"Babe? why are you awake?" Yeonjun rubs his eyes, looking up at his boyfriend.
"I just needed a glass of water... I'll be right back" He pushes the covers off of him, his bare feet touching the cold wood floor, sending shivers throughout his body. He makes sure he's as quiet as possible. The entire time his hands gently touched his neck, as if he needed validation that truly nothing was trying to wring him.
He reached the bottom of the stairs and saw that the kitchen light was already on. Occupied by Taehyun who was sitting at the table.
"What are you doing up?" He looks up from his phone.
"I needed a drink" Beomgyu goes to the kitchen sink and grabbed a cup from the dish rack. He fills it up with water and chugs it down.
"You look pale, are you okay?" Taehyun asks worrisome.
"I'm fine I guess, just had a nightmare" He explains.
"Don't let it get to you, remember, your nightmares aren't real. You'll forget about it by tomorrow." but Taehyun is wrong. Beomgyu's nightmare is very real and it's hard to forget about it when it shares his eyes.
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Love Me More | BeomJun
FanficBeomgyu thinks he's finally escaped. He has a family and the boy of his dreams but his traumas and past come crawling back in; unknowingly becoming the catalyst of a mafia feud. Will he be able to keep his sanity? or will his trauma and insecurity c...
