How did the Lion Whimper?

; caress

WISH'S POV

the night was cloudless and the breeze keeps entering the opened window of our dorm making the curtains flow freely.

the ticking of the clock is resounding along with the heartbeat both of our ears can only hear.

the news from the television that is left open was like turning its volume down on its own...

then two asked me...

"would you be my boyfriend?"

i was caught red handed and i stared at him blankly.

still recalling what he just said that i think i can barely remember because of overthinking.

wish?

wish??

"wish?"

"hey wish!"

"huh? w-what?!"

i startled as i woke up.

~ sigh

it was a dream? wait... or a nightmare?

"argh!"

"are you okay?"

"what happened exactly?"

"well i just got home and saw the TV running yet i noticed you already fell asleep on that couch."

"and what happened after that?"

"nothing... you're sleep-talking then i decided to wake you up"

"what did i say?"

"you were gibberish, but all i can remember and understand is that you're talking about your mom"

"oh did i? i guess that was embarassing... just that? nothing more?"

"uhuh? why? what do you expect me to hear?"

"nothing!"

then i stood up and grabbed my things and find my way towards the bed.

as i was walking my way to my bed still facing backwards, two told something that took me by surprise.

"would you be my boyfriend?"

he said.

i turned to look back at him with a questionable face.

"what did you say?"

"would you be my boyfriend?"

"w-what?! why would i?"

"chill, i'm not asking you, i'm just repeating what i heard from you while you're talking in your sleep."

"what?! i didn't said that! you did — oops... i mean... I-i, nevermind i'm going back to bed"