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•28/05/17•

Last night's dream was a happy dream. We were together. As more than friends. I had this strange happy and excited feeling, as if this wasn't even a dream. This was real. My first boyfriend.

You seemed happy too. I discovered in this dream that you lived with me and the other boys. We were all friends and it was nice to see it. In this dream I wasn't alone. I wasn't the odd one out. You were my best friend. I couldn't believe I had a best friend in the house, unlike in real life.

But anyway, since everyone in the house knew us as best friends we didn't want to tell them we were something more now. We had breakfast with the others and then you and I headed to dance class. But we forgot something. Or someone.

"Hey, wait up!" Jimin called out to us. We stopped and turned around, waiting for him to catch up. Jimin had dance class with us and I have no idea how we could have forgotten that.

As the three of us walked together and talked, while Jimin wasn't looking, you grabbed my hand and intertwined it as we walked. I looked at you, a bit taken aback. You only held my hand tighter and smiled innocently at me. And of course, I couldn't help but smile too. It was contagious. I looked ahead, trying to act normal since Jimin was still talking on my other side, but I still couldn't hide my smile and I smiled to the ground shyly.

I can still feel your hand now, after I woke up. Your hand was so warm and it fit perfectly in my own. It was like it was made just for me to hold. As cheesy as it may sound.

But yeah, that was my dream. I know it was short but for some reason it made me feel like the happiest person in the world.

I hope I'll get to hold your hand again tonight.

Sincerely,
Jung Hoseok

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