"아름다워요" a collection of nct dream one shots

early mornings - 노민

khai dreams Sunkissed Sunkissed
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❝sᴏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴀ sᴜɴʟɪᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴘᴜʟʟs ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ sʟᴇᴇᴘ
ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴅs
ɪ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴜɴᴋɪssᴇᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇ, ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.❞

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jaemin loves taking part in appreciating something not many people take part in.

he sat cross-legged on one of the dining room chairs in his group's dorm, a mug of peach juice instead of his typical coffee on a coaster atop the table in front of him, seeing as they were resting while waiting for word of new comeback preparations, and a sandwich in his hand full of peanut butter and some bananas, which he savored while keeping his eyes trained on the window that was partly-obscured by the blinds.

he chewed slowly on his food and took the time to glance over at the nearby digital clock that rested on the farthest end of their kitchen counter.

4:12AM, it read.

jaemin didn't know how he managed to get up at such an early time, he could guess it was hunger cravings, but he knew better than to just blame his stomach, and instead, he blamed himself partly because he had barely slept while promoting their latest comeback, which most likely had caused his sleeping schedule to go in reverse order of time.

he reached up and ruffled his already-fading blue hair before using his arm to cover his mouth as he yawned. though his body may be sleepy, his mind was wide awake. though his eyelids were threatening to start drooping, they never did. he loved this feeling, the feeling of your body waking up early and finding yourself unable to fall asleep anymore, even when you really should. there was something oddly satisfying about it. he couldn't quite put his finger on why, however.

4:39AM

he had finished his sandwich about five minutes earlier and slowly sipped his drink until there were only the tiniest drops leftovered, which swirled around the bottom of his mug as jaemin stood up and walked over to the sink with it. he turned the faucet's handle and jumped in a startled panic when the water came out full blast, which ended abruptly when he turned the tap off. looking around, he was relieved to see that no one seemed to have woken up from it.

he slowly slid down to his knees, his hand still holding the empty mug that rested on top of the kitchen counter as he quietly laughed at his own subconscious stupor, shaking his head and standing back up properly, gently turning the handle once more while holding his mug underneath the tap and listening to the faint sound of the water hitting the bottom.