You're Mine (Even In Your Dreams)

I see you

As his feet take him further, one step after another, Taehyung makes his way into the darkness. He too doesn't know why he's here, but the anticipation of finding something more like finding someone is keeping him going. 

And that feeling comes to an end, he finds himself at ease when he sees a figure standing at some distance, a ray of unholy light shining upon him, making him appear brighter in the darkroom. Being barefoot, he hisses at the sensation due to the cold floor but his feet continue taking him towards a certain someone.

"I have been waiting for you," says the other and Taehyung nods, dumbfounded by the beauty he holds, features sharp yet beautiful and calming with his skin shining so bright. 

Slightly long black hair freefalling over his forehead, covering a portion of his big eyes. His lips look so pink and soft, Taehyung wonders how it would feel like to taste them.

Taehyung then feels a hand approaching his right cheek and resting there, fingers caressing his cheekbones and he leans into the touch. He then shivers as he feels the other hand making its way towards his nape, sliding further down following his curves and resting where the tail of his spine lies.

"I crave for you, touch me more," Taehyung whines.

"It's not the time yet."

"But it's been long."

The unknown figure leans in, face dangerously close to the latter's, noses brushing. The temptation Taehyung feels is insane, it feels like his body is burning with the need for the other's touch, craving for more and more.

"Just a little more," breathes out the unknown.

"Wait!" Taehyung blurts out as he wakes up, body sitting up abruptly. Sweat rolling down his forehead and as soon as he realises that the dream ended, he can't help but grasp his hair in fists and pull them, frustration taking over his senses.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I dream of the same guy every time begging for his touch? I feel so pathetic," followed by a loud ugh.

He is pulled out from his thoughts when the alarm goes off, showing 09:01 am, reminding him that he's going to get late for the lecture if he doesn't hurry up now. He rushes to the university dressing up with whatever he found first which happened to be a pair of black trousers, a black sweater and a brown overcoat styled along with a beret.

Meet Kim Taehyung, an art major.

A quiet and reserved person, minding his own business, prefers being alone rather than being a part of those noisy parties/groups or nosy people; with an everlasting love for art that makes him happy. He also works part-time to manage his bills. He's on his own.

"Hey Tae, here!" Taehyung turns in the direction of his friends waving towards him, making his way there.

"Hey Minnie, Hey Bogumie" he greets them with a hug.

Park Jimin and Park Bogum, his only friends.

Taehyung watches Jimin telling him how he made it on time as they make their way towards the classroom. The lecture wasn't boring but you cannot blame Taehyung for zoning out as he couldn't help but think about the dream he had an hour or two ago.