ON HOLD - 𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗭 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗦𝗔𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 -
'𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒..'
That one person, who can be cute and cuddly on the outside, but dark and satanic on the inside. He has your soul locked in his hand...
As I laid there on my brown, suede couch, ready to sink even lower into the comfy patting, my eyes slowly closed.
My thoughts wander into the unknown, leaving behind my dirty laundry upstairs which were piled up to the roof. Dirty socks rolled off, all the way down the stairs and into my narrow hallway. The grey laminated floor shimmered by a stroke of sunlight, what came through the window in the kitchen.
All my choirs went through my head. I still needed to mop the floor. My bathroom mirror needed cleaning.
'Ugh, all those choirs. I'm sick of it! I just want to get some sleep.' I murmured to myself and decided to close my eyes and ignore the choirs.
I was humming to my new found ATEEZ song. Letting my mind set off into the unknown. In my mind, I saw them performing. Every dance move that was thrown on stage felt powerful. Every high note they hitted, sounded precious.
Lighting up the room with their handsomeness and pure talent. I enjoyed the show from a corner in a large theater. All the red with golden seats were empty and counted all the way to the back. It looked endless.
The black stage lit up by purple, blue and pink show lights. Every move was highlighted and I was mesmerized by every step. The chorus and lyrics made my heart beat faster. The words flowed out smoothly like a bird riding the wind.
'I love it!' I mumbled to myself and I kept staring at what looked like a fantasy turned into reality.
Just as I heard a beautiful high, yet manly voice, my eyes moved towards a young man. He wore a dark red suede suit. His shoes shined with every step he took. His skin looked so soft like he didn't aged at all.
My heart started to beat faster and my cheeks secretly became red. I wanted to touch him. I was in some type of trance. His black eyes suddenly locked with mine.
For that one second he stared at me, he already deciphered my entire soul. He noticed my stare and started smirking at me as he stroked his beautiful half-long black/grey hair back. He left me intriged, shocked and curious at the same time.
He danced like he was in his own world! A world that only belonged to him. He was pulling my attention to him and him alone. Like he wanted me in his world. I kept wondering why because he didn't look familiar to me.
I caught his attention and he seemed interested in me. He kept staring at me, smirking with a somewhat serious, yet sensual look. He called out my name.
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'Y/N! Come to me.. I am waiting for you.' Suddenly all of the other members vanished into black smoke, except for him. He stayed and never broke the stare.
In a split second he appeared in front of me, inches of space divided us. He wanted something.. He wanted me..
'Why is he looking at me like that? What does he want from me?' The questions remained unanswered. He put his hands into his pockets, slowly turned around and walked away.
'Come find me, Y/N. I am waiting for you and only you.' His tempting voice gave me chills down my spine.
I became curious. I wanted to know his name and what he meant by finding him.
Little did I knew, that when I would find him, it would be more intense than I would like.
He turned around again, staring at me with a intense look in his eyes. Everything surrounding me started to fill up with thick, black smoke. He winked at me. The black smoke hugged him and greeted him as a old friend. He vanished into the darkness. Which looked like he belonged there.
I suddenly jumped off the couch and stared at my hallway door. It was wide open and I became confused.
'Huh, did I forgot to close the door? No, wait..' I doubted for a moment but after breaking my head about it, I pushed the thought to the back of my head. I looked at my sand colored clock hanging on the wall next to the hallway door, just to see it was 4;30 PM and dinner had to be made already.
'FUCK, did I sleep that long?!' I yelled as I quickly stood up and started tidying the couch. I kept wondering what happened in my dream.
'Who was that guy? And why did he asked me to come and find him? That dream was way too real, but it's just a dream, right? ... Pff, shake it off, Y/N! You need to start making dinner, before your roommates are back home!'
That face. His voice. It would haunt me until the day I'll meet him..
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