" There's a heart, a life, a whisper in the night,
Where shadows meld and dreams take flight.
In the tender hush, our souls entwine,
Two essences merging in a realm divine.

You're the pulse in every breath I breathe,
In twilight's glow, our spirits weave.
Surrendered and surreal, like stardust in the blue,
In this eternal waltz, I'm reborn through you."

⊱ ───ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ─── ⊰

These few months of us, they had taught me a lot. Her and I made so many discoveries and I really discovered myself. I never talked to anyone of my dreams how I spoke to her. I dreamed everyday. I dreamed whatever I painted. And whatever I painted now had a tiny touch of her.

I dreamt of her under the light of a lamppost and I dreamt of us doing what I would see Cheon Seok and Mai do. I was no more a mere bystander.

I saw us often, I dreamt of them often. I dreamt more than before. But the dreams that held a disruptive hurricane now held my hands.

I don't know if this is how you spell happiness, I don't know if this is what it is to be in love but in whatever I was, I wanted to remain that way.

I made a list of things I wanted, I list of things I did and in all of them, I wanted her.

"Someone told me, Kook, a beautiful thing is when you truly embrace it."

Her words lingered around me and her entirety was what that sustained me. And there was no one better than Jimin to share it. Thankfully, Jimin was on leave and I could find him anytime.

"Ahoy, captain!"

"Ahoy, pirate, how's life?" In his naturality, he lit up the tiny room in me that he reserved for himself.

"I have so much to tell you, can I?"

"Sure, of course, why not? Come in, take a seat. Tell me." Jimin ushered me in and I jumped up on his cushioned bed, my favourite place to hangout.

As I made myself a niche to start my story, Jimin worked around his room. He was packing a trunk full of books, notebooks and a lot of clothes, some of which I've previously seen him wear and others that looked pristine.

Suddenly the light he lit dimmed and went out. My heart sank. I was happy, I had my favourite people with me. I had my world with me, my protector and my confidant. I had them all set and I was so well set. Yet, the feeling of abandonment crept on me.

My mind ran around so many questions, unable to ask any, say any.

"What happened? Tell me, I'm waiting."

"Don't you have to tell me something?"

"Why is it always that you come here and charge me with a bullet? Now what did I do? I have already told you about my past, what is left?" This is what I hate. The innocence on his face makes me so mad.

"Why are you moving out?! What's your problem here?!" I was almost ready to attack.

"Moving out? What do I look like to you? Bill Gates? I don't have enough money to pay rent. You do realise that there's taboo among Asians to talk about mental health. I barely make enough to live a steady life." He gave me his nasty look. This look often means that he's judging my observation skills. Cool, I'm an idiot.

"Why are you packing the trunk then?"

"Oh, this? This is what made you think I'm moving out?" He laughed as he spoke.

"Yeah." I hid my face under his pillow.

"Haha, I'm not moving out. Remember, I told you that I grew un in an orphanage with my halmeom? Every year on 4th of December we celebrate the birth anniversary of our founder and thus an early Christmas. As a child, they did a lot for me. So now I visit them once a year with whatever the kids there ask for. I mean, almost whatever. It's like an eternal waltz. I'm reborn through them."

"So you're not only handsome and charming but also very, very kind and generous?" Jimin's ears turned red and as he giggles like a small child. Oh, this, I love seeing him laugh.

There are people who laugh with their whole body, moving back and forth, hitting people and casually causing casualties.
Then again, there are people who only laugh with their lips, a small sound maybe and a tiny stretch on their lips. Many think of them as narcissistic and arrogant but really, that is how much they laugh and it's almost their maximum.

But then comes the third range of rodents, I mean, people. These people are the best of both worlds. They laugh with their full face. They blush and get an excellent natural makeup, their eyes almost get blinded and their cheeks turn out like a small rice cake full of jellybean. These people are usually infants and toddlers. But any adult who can smile like this are the best.

Jimin was one of them.

"Now, mister, are you going to start narrating?" Jimin quacked at me. Yes, you're very welcome to imagine him with a duck beak quacking. I just thought of that.

"What was I going to say? I forgot."

"Happens. Is it about your dreams or about your girlfriend?"

"How do you know that I have a girlfriend? We've promised to keep it a secret until graduation!" There was fright of my face.

"Antonella knows about it, so I know about it too. Also, that lovely mark on your neck gives away that a nerd like you ought to be in a relationship. You're anyways not a womanizer." He smirked at me. Yes. I mean No! That's not a hickey! That's a lipstick stain! Bleach your brain, bleh!

"You already know about us? Great, what a spoil!"

"Hey, that doesn't mean I know about everything. I just know that your proposal went bonkers but it turned out just as surreal. That's amazing. That's exactly how you like to paint, unreal." Jimin closed his trunk, taking a seat next to me.

"Anyways, you still will listen to everything from the beginning. I don't care about your knowledge." With that being said, I started narrating from the very first point, the very first person. The situation in which I told Antonella about her.

As the hours rolled by, I finally ended my story and not a single moment did Jimin busy himself doing anything. He kept listening to me, once in a while giving me a strawberry to eat and then again going back to silently listening. Just to make the flow steady he would ask a question or two but that was all. No wonder he was a good psychiatrist. I curse him a good fortune in his career.

No, I don't bless him. My blessings don't come true but there's no problem in calling it a curse because people prefer curses becoming untrue. Playing the game safe.

"That's great. I'm honestly happy for the two of you." Jimin smiled as he spoke.

"You know, when I came here, I used to think that you like her."

"Many have said that. I actually don't like anyone, in that sense, I mean, of course. I do have a person I'd love to see find a lover. I'm doing quite well the way I am."

"But you know, there's a strange thing that I've come to realise. I have to tell you this." By now Jimin had gotten up to get us something to snack on.

I was blown away by the fact that even he has a snack corner in his room. Why don't I have that!

"Yeah, say?"

"Some months into our relationship I was dreaming a lot more than I'd usually. I was seeing things clearer but now I seldom see them. It seems like that the vivid images that lived in me have somehow found their end."

"Uhu? The vivid dreams could symbolize the intense emotions and unexpressed feelings for your character," Jimin sat up, rubbing his chin." The dreams may have served as a subconscious way to process and cope with those emotions. After confessing and entering into a relationship, the emotional intensity might have found a new outlet, reducing the need for these dreams. That is quite as much as I can assess."

"Yes, but I never held any emotions for Mai, so does it even make sense?"

"The sudden stop in dreaming could also indicate a significant psychological shift. You might feel a sense of completeness or fulfillment that reduces the intensity of these dreams. Alternatively, it could suggest a new phase in your life and relationship, where dreams play a different role."

"Hmm, that could be. Anyways, when are you leaving?"

"3rd of December. Hey, why don't you all come as well? My halmeom would love to have you all there." Instantly, a beautiful glee cast a spell on his entire face.

"We have our practicals starting on 5th. We cannot possibly enjoy that way, can we?"

"Well, depends. It's not that you two need to study to get good scores. Y'all are already done doing that. But it'll be stressful and anything could come up once we're there. So my suggestions are against my proposal. No worries, let's spend her birthday there, Kay?"

"When's her birthday?"

"Feb 9, the same as your girlfriend." My eyes grew larger but in the excited way. I immediately had so many plans made, we could make so many people happy.

"I'm up. I'll manage everything and everyone else."

"Cool. Then, all the best for the tests. I'll be back by the 20th. We'll celebrate christmas together, kay?"

"Have a great journey!"