The Love💜 In Our Soul

chap 1

plz help me...I can’t see anything...plz...is anybody there?...does anybody hear me?...p...plz...I’m begging u (feeling like people just passing and ignoring him, he fell on his knees and said with a broken heart and a voice that was barely loud to be heard)...I’m scared...
_shh...I’m here...it's over...I’m here...forever...don’t afraid...I never leave ur side...ever again…
felt like someone hugged him from behind, a protective and reliable hug, caressing his hair, whispering with his familiar soothing voice in his ear.
he suddenly mumbled a name though he never knew a person with that name.
_LEO...

wonshik pov

I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. seeing a dream over and over ever since my childhood. I walked toward the kitchen to grab a glass of water while thinking about my strange but familiar dream.
Everywhere is dark and I only can feel in my dream, maybe it’s not even a dream cuz I don’t see anything and only hear and feel. Anyway, I can’t see anything like I’m blind, terribly scared, and bad pain in my head. feeling people watching me suffer but ignoring to help and simply pass me, just like I’m an entertainer in their eyes.
I sometimes even feel like a cruel monster beats me harshly, taking out his anger on me and people watch me as I’m an amusing animal to them and suddenly I feel someone embrace and protect me.
it feels like I’ve known him for years, whispering soothing words in my ears with his lullaby-voice-like and a name fills me up suddenly...LEO...but I never know a person with this name.

as more I think about my dream, it gets more real to me like it was my lifestyle and suddenly yesterday my life has changed and I’ve woke up as wonshik just this morning.
everything in the dream is so close and real to me.
every time I wake up from the dream, feel like I’m still tired and all my body aches over.
I hate it and want it to be over, I don’t want to see it anymore, I’m sick of it.

next morning.

_wonshik...get up...it's late...
I opened my eyes as I heard my mom sweet voice.
_I’m up...
_hurry...ur dad's leave in 5 mins...
I only nodded in response then got up and lazily walked to the bathroom. 
splashing the cold water on my face, I was fully up and felt the rush to get ready.
I dressed hurriedly,  matter what I’m putting on, I dashed out of the house. my dad was already out and waiting for me.
I jumped in the car.
_ure late...
he nagged
_good morning too...
I said sarcastically.
_let me guess the usual dream...
_yup...right...
_unfortunately u can’t sleep today...we have a lot of work...
_I know...

I’m Kim wonshik. a 24 years old boy, a true boyfriend material, at least in my own eyes.
my parents immigrated to u.s.a when I was around 2 years old, as they wanted a new challenge, living in another country, that's what they say, the reason doesn’t matter to me. I was born in Korea and raised in America, we travel a lot to Korea as we have families and friends there. though I love both countries, I prefer America as it has less humid weather, especially in New York City.
it's around 5 years since I’m working in my dad's enterprise. I started to work there since I was in university, to gain experience. we have rather good work and a lot of good foreign workers, as my dad is a foreigner he likes to give a chance to new immigrants.

for lunch, I sat next to my dad in the cafeteria to talk about some financial problems. I usually sit with my same age colleagues, we talk and joke to relax but that day I had to discuss with him about the problem and we had not much time to talk that day.
after I explained the situation to him, Mr. Lopez, my dad's deputy approached us.
_sorry boss...I can guess wonshik is informing u about the situation...
he said and sat next to me, in front of my dad
_he just explained it...
_well...the Mexican enterprise rejected the contract...they said it's too risky...
_that's too bad...
I said frustrated.
_have the Korean enterprise accept it?...it's been a week already...
Mr. Lopez asked.
_I call their boss tonight...
my dad answered.
my dad flew to Korea last week for an international contract. he is so positive about it, he says he is a childhood friend of the CEO and says he is ok with the contract.

_wonshik...dinner honey...
my mom called out my name. I stopped working, leaving the paper on the desk, dashed downstairs, as I was too hungry.
_it smells good...what is it?...
I said as I was walking toward the table.
_call ur dad...
I turned to my dad's office as my mom asked, knocked on the door, and opened it.
_dinner is ready...
I said. he just signaled to the phone.

_should we have to wait for dad?...I mean look at this delicious Japchae...it's like it’s screaming "eat me...eat me now"...
my mom laughed at my joke. we talked and joked for few mins before I nag.
_that's it...we wait a lifetime...I’m eating...
_wonshik...u only wait for 5 mins...
_5 mins are like a lifetime when ure starving...
I said and started to eat
_sorry for the wait...
I heard my dad's voice, he came and sat.
_ur son only waited for 5 mins...
my mom nagged at me.
_I was hungry and dad was on the phone...what should I have done?...
_it's ok...I have important news...
my dad said
_what news?...
my mom asked curios.
_well...the Korean enterprise accepted the contract...
_really...that’s so good...
my mom replied happily.
_but there's a condition...
_that's bad...
I said suspiciously.
_we should all fly to Korea...and there's something u should do wonshik...
_what?...
I asked agitating, feeling like it’s gonna be against my wiling.
_well me and my friend talked about this when I was in Korea...he has a girl...a young beautiful girl...
_what do u mean?...
I hoped he would say I don’t mean in it that way, but it was a false hope.
_u know what I mean...
_but that’s not what I want...I don’t want to marry now...it’s too soon...
I complained.
_wonshik...honey u always say that u want a Korean girl as ur bride...
my mom said and I could see her eyes were shining as she was so happy.
_I always say that...but I mean when I’m over my 30's...not now while I’m still a kid...
_ure not a kid...u were 2 years old when I was ur age...
my dad said.
_honey...let’s go there...u may like her...
my mom said.
_what if I don’t...
_don’t worry I don’t let ur dad force u into anything...
she soothed me.