[ He hardly minds the cold face pressed up against him, nor the even colder body huddling against him for warmth. It has been that way for the past couple of nights, Jun wanting to keep Hiyori warm and snug, just as he always wants. It can’t be different from any other night, Jun singing a lullaby, carding through knots.
Having the same dream he has every night, a happy ending to the Hell that is the Golden Peacock resort. Beginning with Eden performing for their fans, but not only that, they’re performing for them overseas. Something Jun’s wanted for as long as he could remember. Before too long the scene changes again, Hiyori and Jun walking hand-in-hand towards a row of beautifully decorated roses.
Something feels off the closer they get. First, the roses look fake! As if the red has been painted on. Second, an unknown uneasiness creeps up on dream!Jun. A daunting feeling of fear, sending him into a deep conundrum of anxiety. Thankfully he’s still dreaming, not bothering to find an answer to his sudden bout of depressing thoughts.
Something shakes him awake, a knowing fear washing over him. Feeling as if a bowl of water has been dumped on his head, he groggily feels himself waking only to hear Hiyori yelling something in his sleep. ]
… Ohii-san?
[ He murmurs, groggily, still half-asleep as his shirt feels soaked through with something he isn’t aware are tears just yet.
Running the hand across Hiyori’s back in circles, wanting him to know he’s right here. ]
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Having the same dream he has every night, a happy ending to the Hell that is the Golden Peacock resort. Beginning with Eden performing for their fans, but not only that, they’re performing for them overseas. Something Jun’s wanted for as long as he could remember. Before too long the scene changes again, Hiyori and Jun walking hand-in-hand towards a row of beautifully decorated roses.
Something feels off the closer they get. First, the roses look fake! As if the red has been painted on. Second, an unknown uneasiness creeps up on dream!Jun. A daunting feeling of fear, sending him into a deep conundrum of anxiety. Thankfully he’s still dreaming, not bothering to find an answer to his sudden bout of depressing thoughts.
Something shakes him awake, a knowing fear washing over him. Feeling as if a bowl of water has been dumped on his head, he groggily feels himself waking only to hear Hiyori yelling something in his sleep. ]
… Ohii-san?
[ He murmurs, groggily, still half-asleep as his shirt feels soaked through with something he isn’t aware are tears just yet.
Running the hand across Hiyori’s back in circles, wanting him to know he’s right here. ]
I’m right here.