After his talk with Namjoon, Hoseok rushed up to his room, locking his door.

The second his door closed, tears rushed down his cheeks. Tears he's being holding in for approximately a month. The lump in his throat was suddenly satisfied as he let out all his emotions.

He really did love the boy. He's never felt this way about anyone before. He was in love. And the worst part was that this person wasn't even real. Nobody would believe him and now he can't even believe it himself.

After all those dreams, how could he still believe that this person was real? That he would find him. He really was ridiculous.

Hoseok sobbed and sobbed quietly into his pillow, still wishing that either the boy was real or that the dreams could just be erased from his memory.

As he continued to cry, his eyelids grew heavy. He needed sleep.

Don't sleep... Don't sleep...

He pleaded to himself even as he felt himself drift off. But it was inevitable. Sleep swallowed him whole as he lied there in his vulnerable state.

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Hoseok dreamt in flashes. But not the fast kind. They seemed fast but really every moment to him was slow and he could feel every emotion in his dream.

The way his heart fluttered when he locked eyes with the mysterious boy, his beautiful eyes still ever so captivating. The way his lover's hand would lightly brush against his own before he took it whole and intertwined their fingers, making Hoseok's world stop. The way when their lips would meet and suddenly the world was only him and the boy. Nothing else mattered, as long as the mysterious boy was by his side. Small moments like that is what took up his dream, but to him they were the most important moments. The special moments that made him feel like the most loved person in the world to someone.

Finally, the flashes stopped. He dreamt he was now sitting beside the mysterious boy in the same garden where they had their first date. They were sitting on a picnic blanket on the grass underneath the starlight. Music was playing from the mysterious boy's phone; krnb.

They both sat, eating ice cream that they had bought not too long ago. They both had smiles on their faces even though there was silence.

"I can't believe it's been a whole year," the mysterious boy sounded, his smile still visible on his face.

Hoseok looked to the boy and smiled back. "Me too. It feels longer to me, honestly," he replied. He then looked up at the stars. "Like, time went fast... But at the same time, I feel like I've known you for the longest time. You understand me way more than anybody else in my lifetime was able to," Hoseok admitted. He then looked back at the boy beside him. "I hope to know you for even longer," he smiled cheekily. "I can't imagine a world where I'm without you."

The boy smiled back. "Me too." He slipped his hand into Hoseok's and held it tightly. He then leaned his head on Hoseok's shoulder with a smile. "I can't believe it took me this long to find you." He closed his eyes peacefully, enjoying the company of his boyfriend.

The dream then started to fade. He was waking up. But Hoseok realised something. For sure, this time.

Hoseok wasn't crazy. Something about that dream overall just made him believe it. It wasn't just Hoseok's feelings that were real, but that boy's as well. The way he talked, it felt familiar. The dream as a whole just felt familiar. It was real. The boy. The dreams.

He just couldn't piece together how.

How was this boy real? And why does no one else believe he exists?

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