Dream of Nightmare

Chapter 2: Oh My

In the parking garage of the hotel, I climb out to say my goodbyes. Kaede gives me a giant hug and bounces off, Rai waves and takes off after him. Shin shakes my hand, while Tae bows and loops his arm with Shin. They walk away leaving me alone with Dae.

Dae hesitates briefly, then steps close and wraps his arms around me. My whole-body tingles at the contact as I hug him back, pressing myself to him. He pulls away enough to lock eyes with me. He brings a hand up and cups my cheek. I bite my lip and lean into it slightly. He lets out a shaky breath before smirking.

"You can come up with me if you want? I can give you a very thorough thank you in private..." His voice has deepened just enough to tell me exactly what kind of thank you he's talking about.

I smile at him. "Tempting, oppa. But I have an early appointment tomorrow."

His thumb rubs my cheek. "I understand. Thanks again, NintuKi." He drops his arms and takes a couple steps in the direction the others went. I can't help but notice the dejected look on his face.

"Dae, wait." I grab his wrist to stop him. He turns back to me as I step close. I stretch up and press my lips to his cheek.

"Seriously. I would if it wasn't already so late," I whisper in his ear, pressing a kiss below it before stepping back.

He lets out a low growl. "Teasing isn't nice, angel."

I wink. "Maybe next time, Dreamboy." He laughs and nods.

"Deal."

I watch him walk away. I can't believe THE Dae offered to take me back to his room. I mean. He's a freaking celebrity. How often does something like that happen?

After this encounter, it only makes sense for me to actually listen to some Dream. So, on my drive home I fall in love. All of them sound amazing, but Dae has the voice of a literal angel. I even find a song to call my favorite. Although it's technically just Dae and Rai. I turn on my Bluetooth speaker when I get home so that I can listen to Dream while I shower and get ready for bed.

Once in my pjs, I turn the music off and settle into bed. I decide to scroll through Facebook a bit. I'm not surprised to see that Candy posted about the boys being at the diner. She even took a photo. It's of the boys sitting at the table, talking to me. Dae is touching my arm. I leave a passive aggressive comment chastising her for invading their privacy like that.

Facebook must know that I've been looking into Dream because it suggests me to like their page by showing me their latest post.

Some days just don't seem to go as planned. Thank you, N,

For being our Guardian Angel tonight.

I owe you.

-Dae

My heart skips a beat. He actually posted about me! I really don't feel like I did anything special. They're people and they needed help. But I guess, to them, it was a big deal. Feeling a bit cheeky, I like the page, like the post, then send them a message.

I really didn't do anything special. I'm sorry that people tend to forget that you guys are people as well as idols. You don't owe me anything.

I hit send, set my alarm and set my phone down. It's time to sleep.

My early morning appointment is a job interview. There's a local agency doing open auditions for singers for clubs. Nothing too fancy, or erotic, just normal live entertainment singers. The first thing I do once I'm done fighting with my alarms, is lay in bed contemplating how much I really want to get up. I even get my phone out and check my messages before leaving bed. I have the email telling me where to go for the audition. I also have a message from the Dream profile.