In your dreams✔

11

To: not actually that much of a jackass
hey, u kinda rushed off earlier. u okay?
…
jungkook?

From: not actually that much of a jackass
hey, yeah sry. just remembered i had a paper due that i hadn’t started yet.

To: not actually that much of a jackass
ah. gotcha okay, well im glad ur okay.

From: not actually that much of a jackass
yup

Taehyung scoffs. They’ve been in school for a week, there’s no way he already has a paper due.

“Hey Hobi.” He turns plops down on the couch next to his roommate who’s curled up with a blanket watching old reruns of Law of the Jungle.

“Hmm?”

“Hypothetically, let’s say you have someone who used to be your enemy but is now kind of your friend. So, hypothetically, you and this friend were goofing off and having a good time and then all of a sudden the friend switches moods drastically and now they’ve been acting weird and then when you confronted them about it they gave a bullshit excuse… what would you do?” He asks all in one breath. “Hypothetically.”

Hoseok mutes the tv and turns to give his full attention to his friend.

“Okay, well, hypothetically, I’d wait and confront them again tomorrow.” He replies cautiously. “However, if I somehow had some weird power to enter people’s dreams… I’d probably go into theirs and ask them there since people tend to be more honest and forthcoming in their dreams.”

Taehyung nods, he’d be lying if he said the idea hasn’t been in the back of his mind since Hoseok first suggested it almost two weeks ago. He could do it. Jungkook wouldn’t even know… he could just… pop in… see if he’s okay.

“Thank you.” He says quietly, still lost in his own thoughts. “I… I think I’m gonna go to sleep.”

Hoseok reaches out and squeezes his hand with a soft smile. “Good luck.”

Laying in bed staring at the ceiling in the dark, Taehyung comes to a final decision.

He closes his eyes and flips a switch in his mind, forcing his body to instantly fall asleep and send himself to the dreamworld. A helpful little skill that comes with his ability.

When he opens his eyes again he’s in the perpetually beautiful garden that disobeys every law of physics and logic.

The ground beneath him is a seemingly never-ending expanse of dark, almost black, water. It’s not shallow, there’s nothing beneath it to stand upon, yet he’s always able to stand on the surface with no problem. It seems like no amount of weight will ever make him sink. Growing up out of the water is a tangled maze of vines and branches sprouting an array of flowers like none he’s ever seen in the real world. Some look like regular dark red roses, while others range from bioluminescent irises, to shining silver dahlias, to glass bleeding hearts with pink smoke curling within the crystal clear petals. The sky is a deep shade of greyish-purple, the clouds look almost digital, like they’re made up of TV static. In the distance are massive cliffs of diamond with bright white grass blanketing the top –– several sparkling black waterfalls cascade down it’s ridges, reflecting beautifully against the cliffs.

Others may find the world dark, haunting or eerie but Taehyung finds it absolutely stunning with a certain comforting element.

Taehyung looks down at his own body. Just like he expected, he’s dressed in thin, velvety emerald green robes, his feet bare on the surface of the water. His clothes change to fit whatever dream he’s in, but whenever he’s here in the garden it’s always this same outfit.

He takes a step forward, the dark water rippling beneath his feet with each step, until he’s in the center of the garden,

He takes a deep breath, imagining the person’s dream he wants to enter. Jeon Jungkook. 20. Seoul. He doesn’t really need to be that specific because as long as he knows who he’s thinking of, the dream world will guide him the right way, but better safe than sorry.

A sleek black door rises up from the depths of the water and comes to a stop right at the surface. Taehyung stands frozen, just staring at it, wondering what awaits him on the other side. It’s not too late to turn back…

Taehyung’s just being a concerned friend. Just checking on him quickly. In and out.

He swallows his nerves, opens the door and steps into Jungkook’s dream.