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by Neighhhh

by Neighhhh

"the procedure was a success, he can go back and rest now." the nurse says to the blonde haired man. he was panicking, he was afraid that his friend wasn't going to make it since he was kind of weak although he insisted.

"i'm going back to rest, and go to ..sleep. i'll see you in a while." the older says before climbing onto the hospital bed.

"sleep? as in... does that mean you're going back?" the younger asks as jihoon just nods.

"why do you still go back when you're able to leave? look at you and your condition. please." the younger stares at the other's eyepatch.

"you will understand, mingyu" he gives the younger a reassuring look before attaching a helmet shaped machine(lol sorry am bad at this typa ting) on his head.

jihoon looks at his side where a man lies asleep. he then closes his eyes.

"i'll take care of him."
he then dozed off.

the younger sighs and stares at the man asleep in front of him, he wonders why all this even became a thing. he wonders why everybody agreed on this, why soonyoung is still stuck in the other world. he worries that jihoon too will...

soonyoung heaved a sigh as he lied on his bed, facing the ceiling in his bedroom. he wonders why his emotions have been acting up lately, everything seems so weird. he doesn't know when this thing will end. it feels like a nightmare but it also felt like-

"soonyoung-ah, you good in here?"

-heaven.

heaven because he gets to spend his days here with his one and only.

jihoon places his tray of food at his study table at the corner of the room. he looks over at soonyoung, hoping for a response. the other doesn't speak. he has been thinking too much, his brain is pretty much fried at this point. he doesn't understand what is going on. he doesn't feel right. he isn't sick. he isn't sad. but he isn't happy either. maybe he's getting depressed? is he ill? he wonders. it just feels like as if he's drifting away.

jihoon lies down beside soonyoung, looking up at the ceiling too. he wonders what the other is wondering about too.

"it's as if i'm disconnected, or something." he finally speaks.

jihoon turns to his side and looks at soonyoung, worried. "elaborate."

the older sighed and turned to jihoon, still lying down. he plays with jihoons hair as he speaks, "is there.. something wrong with me? i don't know how to feel about any of this. what you told me last week.. i've been thinking about it ever since. you always leave for a day or two and come back as if everything is normal? you just disappear and reappear? and you tell me everything isn't real except for us? it just doesn't make sense, it doesn't make any sense. i still don't know what is going on. i don't remember anything, anything before that day my parents fought and planned to separate. i feel so lost. my dreams say the opposite of things you say. am i sick? am i seeing things? are you even real?" he sits up, frustrated. he had voiced out almost everything on his mind. he felt much better, but not good.

soonyoung had so much go on in a week. after jihoon tried explaining things to him, he started having weird dreams about being in another world. in another world, he is still friends with everybody he has met here now. he doesn't know whats real. he feels stuck.

in the world he is in now, everybody is slowly fading out of existence. all his friends in high school were gone. he could barely even remember any of them. his memory of all his friends are foggy. it is as if they are not part of his life anymore.

"soonyoung-ah.. i'm real. i can promise you that. i just.. i'm still trying to find for a solution." he says and sits up too. jihoons hand reached for the others face and cupped his cheek. soonyoung pulls jihoon into a tight embrace and buries his head in the other's shoulder. he wishes what he thinks isn't real. he wishes that everything including jihoon is actually real, that everything is still fine and will be.

the shorter pats the others back as he places a kiss on the top of the others head.
"i'm sorry. i just have a lot on my mind." soonyoung said, voice muffled because of jihoons sweater.

"that's okay."

jihoon is still trying to find out what he should do to better the situation. and how to get out of here before it's too late.

|hello, 3 years ago i dug myself a hole by even considering to write this type of story,, the plot was too much for 13 year old me,, i didn't know how to continue it haha

i said i was going to discontinue this.. but i want to at least finish this fic before leaving for good.. also the reason why i didnt update sooner was because i forgot the password to this account lol

if you stuck around.. thank you for that. i really appreciate it(^:|