Hypnagogia A state of being half asleep, a state of being half awake. {COMPLETED} ---------- Virtual Room is a game where you create the impossible. Jaemin is the most popular kid in school. Donghyuck is the most rebellious kid in school. What comes from these can amount to casual teenage angst. An unknown variable, however, plans to warp the script. ---------- This is my first published story as well as my first fanfic based purely on shipping and not reader inserts. Chapters will always be published unedited, than be edited as time passes. Some chapters may change due to editing, whether it be adding or removing. I hope you have fun reading it!

'From: Baekhyun To: Space Boy' Chanyeol likes space, but the prettiest stars he's ever seen are the ones that twinkle in Baekhyun's eyes.

R E A D ▶︎ I N T R O D U C T I O N "How did you know it was me you needed to show around?" "My dad said to look for a good looking boy with bold green eyes and black floppy hair." "So you think I'm good looking." He said. Archie stared at him for a split second, his mouth turning up into a slight smirk before letting out a chuckle of bemusement. "Goodbye." He called before rushing down the hallway. *** The boy had been nameless for as long as he could remember, which despite being 17 years old, is only five years. He was an odd boy to try and get to know. He talked in absolutes, specifically in old English, barely ate, and the only things he seemed to love was Seattle, books, words, and the rain. Archie, on the other hand, was the son of Fred Andrews, the nameless boy's social worker. He was adventurous, different, and to the boy's surprise, cute. Archie was probably the first person the boy had ever come across that stared at him with such neutrality as he did regularly. The boy found that intriguing. Will an encounter of obvious indifference on the boy's first day at school bud into something more? *** ▶︎ ?/?/? ◼︎ ?/?/? DistressInDisguise©

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"