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It feels surreal.

I have him with me. His little feet rush around me with a radiant enthusiasm.

It pulls my lips into a silly grin.

As he scamper around, plucking sweet scented flowers from here and there, I find myself on a soft bed of fresh, green grass. My legs are spread leisurely in front of me, feet clad in pretty little footwear, while my arms pat the grass around me in happy energy as I watch him near me with a bunch of colourful florets. The clothing which covers my being has a velvety feel to it, and I recognize myself draped in my favourite light yellow frock.

He giggles at my ardour, kneeling in front of me. He sets the blossoms gently in his lap, and pats my head fondly.

"Calm down, Hae-ah, you would not want to tire yourself this soon now, would you?"

As he slightly towers me, lining up perfectly with the sun's light, creating an ethereal halo around his form. I open my mouth to comment, only to realize the unintelligent words that my lips produce.

He giggles again.

"Ah, yes! Boo-ah bub!"

Picking from the bouquet that rests on his lap, he starts adorning my hair with the vibrant colours.

Braiding my locks with florets, he exhales satisfied, and stands up on his two little legs. Taking a step back, he scrutinizes his work on my head with a smile, that only grows, when a little butterfly flutters around my head, only to perch leisurely on one of the blossoms up there.

Scrunching my nose, I try to have a look at it without tilting my head or shooing it away.

He chuckles.

"It matches with you perfectly, Kyeoppu. A pretty yellow pixie with her little yellow, butterfly sidekick."

A childish giggle escapes my throat, and then everything starts to liquify, the smudgy colours settling themselves into a completely different, new sight.

It is a street, a bustling one at that. Different shops and showrooms sell a variety of food products, home decor items, clothing, accessories, etcetera, and are lined up with customers happily buzzing around.

There is a gentle grip on my wrist that pulls me towards a particular little parlour with little to no people occupying it. I find myself resisting whoever pulls me, not wanting to enter the place.

"Come on Hae-ah! You promised!"

The voice apparently comes from a young man who was seemingly of early twenties in age, and who grew mesmerisingly beautiful with pretty murky hair with streaks of gold shining through, doe eyes that shine like gemstones, and striking features which were gifted with a glow of the moon.

The shop is a humble one, with a number of pretty intricate designs upon pieces of paper hung around the walls.

"But-Tae had spoken of how much it hurts. I-I'm scared, Ggu." I find myself saying.

The eyes of the young man soften, and he steps closer. His soft smile soothes the shaky, nervous lengths inside me, while his fingers unwrap themselves to leave my wrist, only to travel up to settle upon my cheeks, thumbs caressing the cheekbones there.

I feel heat blossoming across my face, and my young heart of thirteen starts picking up pace.

"Kyeoppu-yah, you needn't worry. I'll be with you, yes? I'll protect you forever."

His eyes twinkle brightly, fondness and passion lacing his strong words, as he makes to me, an eternal promise.

There goes a moment where the busy world around us blurs away, their loud chatters and voices becoming a distant white noise. His towering figure provides me with a sense of security, and a comforting warmth, that sets me into a trance like state, where I am overdosed with his presence. I nod without another thought.

The faith that I put in this person is limitless, unparalleled to anyone else.

His smile stretches his lips further to reveal his pearl like teeth. He leans forward to press a fond, warm, and long kiss to my forehead, which voices to me so many things in a matter of only a few seconds.

He pulls back, and pulls me with him, into the parlour. As soon as I keep foot into the little building, the scene milks away into the space once more.

The colours set into a darker tone, with a wide, wide sheet of jewels spread above me. The stars twinkle brightly upon the earth, and the murky sky holds them in place. The soft glowing moon guides those on the ground, who need a guidance, in the times of darkness, acting as there sole companion in their times of distress.

"It is surreal, isn't it Kyeoppu?

It is as if upon instinct, that I grab hold of his long pretty fingers, lacing my own with them, feeling the grass beneath tickle the skins of our hands as one.

There's my own moon, just beside me.

The inkling is still fresh on the skin of my upper arm, tingling warmly, a bit itchy too. I wear long sleeved clothing, that covers it entirely, yet loosely.

I hum along.

"Did anyone find out?"

"What? That you got me and yourself an inkling with the help of your uncle? Nope, no one did." I find myself snickering mischievously.

His chest vibrates with a low chuckle against my cheek.

"Yes, that. But, hey! You make me sound irresponsible."

A series of giggles leave my lips.

"Well, maybe you are."

Despite the words, my arms snake around him to hold him a little tighter to me.

"Maybe." He finally agrees.

A while of comfortable silence passes through, and he rests his cheek against my head with a relaxed sigh.

I giggle quietly at a thought that passes my mind.

"What? Why d'you giggle?"

"Nothing, just upon a thought of the newest addition in our treasury of the many, many secrets we share."

He laughs along.

"It is a promise too, my eternal promise to you."

The colours bleed out again, but this time, they settle into a blackness.

"HaeJin."

It is a distant melody that plays, upon a sole word. My name.

"Hae,"

"HaeJin-ah."

It takes a while, and the black starts bleeding too, clearing it off my vision. Vibrant colours settle in again, yet a bit blurred. As the mist clears from my eyes, they finally start taking in the face that hovers over me closely; the murky doe eyes, the sharp jawline, the caramel rich skin. The morning sun shines brightly behind him.

Ggu?

"HaeJin,"

Jungkook.

"Hae, wake up, look who's here." He smiles softly at me, while lightly shaking me into clear consciousness.

"Hm, what?" Sitting up with a sigh, I rub my eyes and face to wash away the sleep.

The neighing causes me to freeze for a moment.

Opening my eyes, I take in the beautiful sight of my majestic friend, whose silvery-grey radiance competes with that of the moon.

Rushing to get up on my feet abruptly dizzies my head a bit, but Jungkook holds me straight.

"Grey,"

I step towards him, who neighs again, when I touch him delicately.

"Y-You really are here."

I wrap my arms around his neck while my dear friend rests his head on my shoulder and back amiably. He lifts his head after a few seconds that follow, but I refuse to leave him, or even loosen my arms around him, which has my feet lifted off the ground.

"I thought it was a dream."

The sight of him has me nostalgic, and homesick.

Jungkook chuckles quietly behind me, rubbing my back comfortingly when he hears a sniffle that escapes me.

"It is going to be alright, Kyeoppu. It is going to be fine."

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[A/N: Korean for cute is gwiyeopda, or kyeopta in easier romanization. Kyeoppu is just a nickname derived by me from those words.]

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