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NIGHTMARE

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Let's talk a bit. This is a drama. Anyone who cannot accept this, we recommend that you close it. It's just a fic. It's just killing time for us. Haha, I'm dead with those two stories already (very bad). But I changed the pair. A little more

As for this fic, it comes from a song.

Nightmare

of 2 girls 2

yoon ft.ilhoon

It fits right in with the song.

I recommend listening to it as well ->

http://youtu.be/ZEIGWhvuqoA

That is, if you are annoyed by our translation of the lyrics in the story, we would like to say that we translated it ourselves. We apologize.

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NIGHTMARE

The falling raindrops that were left clinging to the clear glass in the morning atmosphere The temperature outside the room is now colder than in the pristine white bedroom with the air conditioner turned on, soft under the sheer white shirt and favorite pajama pants that have been carelessly worn. Round eyes looking outward

Even though it was already seven o'clock in the morning....the atmosphere was gloomy because clouds were still scattered everywhere.

His dark hair was messed up by his own hand. Before long, Long Legs decided to push himself up from the end of the bed to clean himself up in the bedroom after waking up just moments ago.

The loose shirt was unbuttoned and fell to his elbows. The red love marks on his body from last night were still clearly visible on his white body. The owner of the smile laughed with self-pity in the mirror that reflected his image in front of him. It was not a surprise in the slightest. It can be seen often....

Clear water droplets that slowly began to form until they slowly trickled down to bathe the smooth skin of the face. Red, moist eyes staring at his every move from the mirror that reflected everything. His hand moved slowly to wipe away his own tears that were beginning to fall into the mirror. Gently....he just wanted someone to comfort....

That's it.....

Just like yesterday,

I’m dreaming the same dream today

Just in case I’ll be able to see you

I continuously look for you,

I’m endlessly wandering around

It's like yesterday.

I'm dreaming of last night again

That I'm looking for you

I'm still looking for you

I'm still looking around for you...

"Why are you crying? It's not cute, you know?" I felt myself again when a soft voice whispered in my ear. The person mentioned was slightly startled and focused in the mirror. The image of his lover behind him gently embracing with his chin resting on his white shoulder.

"cute? What is cute?..." The person asked frowned.

“Mr. Junhong…”

The concise answer that came out of the older man's sweet mouth caused the boy to suppress a smile. Both eyes closed in response to the touch on his white neck, reinforcing the same marks. Moans and groans emanated from his throat periodically every time he was stimulated by his lover. It was many times more pleasant to listen to than the sound of the rain falling right now. Even though in my head right now I wasn't thinking about anything from that party at all.

“Ah...please stop....”

“Aren't you going to eat it, Junhong?”

Jung Daehyun asked the little boy who was still staring at the various kinds of food on the dining table that he had driven to buy at the condo in the early morning. When Choi Junhong was still resting on the bed.

There was no response from the other person. Until the person who couldn't stand the silence like Daehyun had to scoop food onto the opponent's plate. "Eat it."

"No, I'm full."

His eyes were hurt and he tried to hold back the tears that he was afraid would fall in front of him. But the tall and slender figure in front of him was able to catch him anyway. A pair of sharp eyes stared into the younger man's feelings.

"What's wrong?" Even though I could guess the reason, my mouth had already ordered me to ask...."Don't you trust me anymore?"

“Why are you such an idiot?” Daehyun cursed in anger. He admitted that his violent anger had started to build up again.

A hand reached out and picked up a black coat that was sitting on an empty chair next to him and put it on. Junhong slammed the cutlery in his hand onto the plate in front of him with a loud noise that made the people who were about to walk away look back.

"Don't act like that towards me...." His voice was a low threatening tone, completely different from the beginning. The young man looked up at the person standing above him with a forced smile and a sentence. that hides the slaughter inside

“Has your tail come out, Daehyun hyung?” With the cold words from the other party, the young man began to clench his fists. “I have been waiting for Brother Sandan to come out for a long time.”

“What are you saying? Good kids don't talk like that."

“If you want me to be a good boy... then show me your good side first.” A white hand lifted himself up from the chair. Long legs walked straight in front of his lover's body. Daehyun's eyes flashed with anger that he assumed would soon explode.

"Because now...you always show me your evil side."

“What do you mean?” The senior member of the Jeong family frowned. Sweat began to appear even though the air in the room was not extremely hot. Plus, the rain still falls and lowers the temperature. “Do I still have to ask?”

The young boy raised his eyebrows and asked. Even though in my heart I was already aware of it...but I would like to extend the length and stretch a bit.

“Like last night....when you were hitting me....” Junhong trailed off. The bright corners of his mouth tried to lift up a smile when he saw the change in expression of the person hiding him…

"There's not a single bit of hair in your eyes!"

Plenty!

"One time...in exchange for your bad mouth."

Junhong turned around at the force of the slap. Before his pale face slowly turned around. His palm came up to hold onto the side that had been pressed hard by the person in front of him. His eyes were round and clear, as if nothing had happened.

Silence reigned as both sides stared at each other. No one was willing to speak before anyone else. Until a dark-skinned person like Daehyun decided to pull White's arm and pull him, even though the other person resisted. I have to surrender to him anyway.

The rooftop area on the top floor of a luxury condominium was soaked with rainwater. The two figures that had been dragging each other were now standing in the middle, letting the rain fall down on them. The cold temperature made the younger man loosen his firm grip and bring it up to hug himself.

“What do you want?!” A voice shouted competing with the sound of the rain. Junhong narrowed his eyes at his lover, not understanding.

“Don't you remember? We promised to be lovers on the rooftop!!"

Daehyun's answer made the questioner silent. Therefore had the opportunity to explain further.

"We promised that if we had something to do with each other, we wouldn't hide it from each other, right Junhong?" Two hands reached out and grabbed his shoulders. But his stubborn attitude caused him to exert more force than before. "Listen to me first!"

"no! I don't listen! vigorous..."

“Why are you so annoying!!” The older man's calm line finally broke. The holding force is released. Junhong's body staggered backwards, unable to keep his footing.... his dull eyes followed the figure. Just pushed him out and walked away.

The rooftop door was closed.....all the force was weak. Both knees collapsed, exhausted.

"You put me out in the rain to play with?!" You bastard!!”

Pale face bowed Let the teardrops mixed with the rain that are almost indistinguishable flow down helplessly....

"Daehyun...please eat this." The cool touch of a glass of fine liquor was pressed against his full lips. A seductive smile spread across his face. Soon he accepted the soft taste. "Uh...just like that, good girl."

The girl laughed happily when the other person did as she commanded. Before a warm hand grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him with lust.

Pub location in the heart of Seoul A paradise for many nightlife enthusiasts, including Jung Daehyun.

The music was loud enough to drown out the moans. Their tongues twirling together was interrupted by the image of someone who looked familiar. Young is very well

A sweet face like a woman's and dark hair that is alluring. The cap she wore couldn't help hide that pretty face....who could it be? If it's not Choi Junhong?

What is that doctor doing here?....

"Ah... Uh huh."

The slender figure was pulled away. The girl's expression was puzzled, not understanding the mood of the thin figure in front of her. "Is there something wrong?"

Sharp eyes continued to stare at the figure sitting at the bar. The little boy knew that he was being watched by the person who had had an argument this morning...but The performance he prepared was also excellent. Pretending to look the other way....

"Mr. Bartender... do you have time to have fun with me?" Her thin lips suddenly moved, inviting the handsome man who was wiping glasses with interest. The person who was called turned to look at him slightly.

“Yes, that's you.” Junhong turned, his feet frozen in front of him. A little smile makes it easy for anyone to become addicted. The black cap was taken off and placed next to him.

"But I...."

"Come on...."

A white hand reached out and twitched the black rabbit's ears, bringing him closer. Placing a soft kiss on the mouth of a stranger whose name he didn't even know.

The sight before one's eyes makes another person unbearable.....

"Daehyun! Where are you going?!”

"Sorry...but I'm going to find my wife."

Bodies huddled together in the middle of the floor. Colorful lights create excitement and excitement. Songs that appeal to teenagers Junhong put in his own rhythm as his thoughts dictated. The dancing style of a young boy who is both cool Interesting at the same time Even if it's a man, if it's so cute that women are embarrassed like this...who will miss it?

A palm reaching out to caress me from behind. Dragged through to a chest that trembled because of the strange environment. But it was soon snatched away by someone's hand.

"It's better to get your dirty hands off me."

“Daehyun hyung, what the hell are you doing?!” The person who was interrupted temporarily stopped his mood. Junhong made an uncharacteristic noise in front of him.

“Do you still dare to ask? You're all my boyfriend's girlfriends?....Better keep your strength and moan tonight!"

"Did you just realize that you have a girlfriend with him?!"

“Junhong, I never taught you to have such bad manners!”

Everyone around the two storms turned to watch the quarrel that was beginning to develop. Until the upbeat music was turned off by the DJ standing on the podium. Letting out a quiet moment, waiting for the couple in the middle of the floor to clear up their problems. That was already the focus of attention for people throughout the store.

“You don't have to teach me! I'm not stupid, I don't even know that my boyfriend changes sexual partners every day!”

At the end of his sentence, the small corner of his mouth was covered with the same bruises that the person in front of him had given him. Junhong gently used his hand to wipe away the blood from the person who had just punched him.

“You hurt me today for the second time....”

A trembling voice nudges Daehyun to relax his anger. Guilt couldn't help but take over. People were shocked to see the sweet-faced young man's tears fall.

“Have you gone crazy? Why did you hurt him?!!” Yongguk, who stood and watched the incident for so long, couldn't stand it. The young bartender hurriedly grabbed the collar of the shirt of the person who had just attacked Junhong and yanked it up angrily.

“What are you doing?!!!” It was Yongguk's shame that Junhong was the one who invited him in and flirted with him like that until he got angry...

“You bastard, living here is a mess! Go and die!!”

“Don't do it to him!!”

The person's cries of restraint, bright blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, did not stop. Two pale hands dragged the arm of the person who was sending a sharp punch into the face. The clear tears that flowed from both eyes made the now hot-tempered person unable to help but pity them.

“But it hurts you,” Yongguk argued. But the hand holding Daehyun's collar was pushed free. Jung Dae Hyun brushed the collar of his shirt off in disdain with a serious look in his eyes.

"I don't want to deal with him anymore."

Just like that....holding back one last sob. Long legs passed over the body as if it didn't exist. His sharp eyes turned back to see the figure of the person he loved more than anyone else pushing the door out of the club as tears continued to fall.

The most idiotic....Jung Dae Hyun

It's like replaying the image over and over again. Junhong was still sitting staring at the end of the clean white bed where he and Daehyun used to often cuddle together before. The clock shows that it is 2:00 AM. He had been back waiting since midnight. But Daehyun hasn't come back yet....

It seems like he has some sort of vision. The soft sound of the door opening made Junhong's heart sink to his ankles. The smell of alcohol mixed with blood made the white figure turn to look at him in shock.

"returned..."

His face was stained with blood mixed with a smile. There was no reply from the people who were already waiting. Daehyun calmly closed the bedroom door. Decided to bring my own battered body and sit down next to him.

But no sooner had he sat than the person next to him got up and ran away twice. Junhong disappeared from the bedroom for a while. Eyes bruised from crying, he looked for the first aid box in the living room that he often kept for emergency dressings. After a while he picked it up and walked in to sit next to the older man again.

“Junhong,” Daehyun's calm voice The feelings of surprise, shock, and guilt all came together. Even though he had hurt this child many times before, why...

“Stay still...”

Plump lips pressed tightly together. When various medicines were applied to the wound where he had just argued with Bang Yongguk at the store. Before finishing with a plaster on the side of the cheek.

“I love you...you can hurt me no matter what. Let it help erase everything you've done.”

“Really? Can I really do it?” He finally opened his mouth. Junhong looked into Daehyun's eyes steadily.

"That's right, punch me." The thin body closed its eyes and waited for all the karma that would happen because of itself.

Both smooth white palms cupped the neck of the man who closed his eyes tightly before thin, fresh lips pressed against the other's.

Touches that are both hot and cold, mixed with love, sadness, infatuation, lust...why are all the feelings I want to tell you so overwhelming? All were sent to Daehyun. Even though he was somewhat shocked But the guilt filled his chest... Junhong closed his eyes to receive the hot tongue that was sent to sweep up the sweetness in his mouth. The moans that rose from his throat made Daehyun back into a corner even more.

His two strong arms wrapped around his trembling waist, bringing him closer to him so he could feel the emotion. But Junhong's hand came out and pushed the person in front of him away. The eyes that had been crying so hard began to fill with tears again…

“Daehyun hyung…” A voice moaned and sobbed his name with a sweet face that fell into his chest. At first Daehyun didn't understand exactly what it meant...but just looked straight ahead....

A large clothes bag that Junhong used to carry his own belongings moved from home to live with him in the condo. Placed behind Junhong's back...hiding him ever since he walked into the bedroom...

“J...Jun Hong.”

Every day, within the same dream

You come to me,

I wake up when I hold your hand

Always at the same spot

You’re looking at me imprisoned by myself

Every day, same dream

She came to me...

Awakened by your hand holding mine

original feeling

She's looking at me while I'm holding myself back.

“All the time I was with you, I was happy....”

Daehyun looked down at his lover. Junhong pulled away and looked at him. Tears staining a beautiful face Makes him want to go in and kiss it all away....

“But I think our happiness ends here.”

Please open the gate

The door won’t open

Please open the gate

Please pull me out, please save me

Wake me up from this dream

Please...open the way for me.

The door wouldn't open at all.

Please.

Pull me away, help me.

Wake me up from my dream....

“W-wait, Junhong!” A warm palm tugged on the pale upper arm of the figure who was about to get up.

“Please....let me go.” His eyes begged through those hurt eyes. It made Daehyun accidentally release his hand out of pity...or out of remorse?

"I'm sorry...."

Jung Dae Hyun only realized this now...Jun Hong had always known who he was going out with. Whether it's a woman or a man This child keeps an eye on him and keeps his feelings of regret to himself.

Choi Junhong's deceptive performance made him completely believe it. showing that nothing happened I don't know, I don't see, and I don't know anything.

Disillusion of my dreams…

The truth of the dream….

Just because Junhong doesn't want to lose the person he loves the most is just that....

A slender hand reached out and picked up his own clothes bag. The sound of wheels breaking the silence Daehyun's eyes can convey many feelings of guilt...

But he chose to look past it...

I don't want to have nightmares again....

Whatever, It just dream...

‘ Wake up ‘

Anyway, it's just a dream....

Wake up now...

“Daehyun hyung...let's break up.”

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