Prologue

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Chanyeol wants to stay like this forever, if it was a dream he don’t want to wake up from it even if this means sleeping forever. They were at the edge of a cliff overlooking the city as the sun is starting to set. The chilly wind of autumn is strong but he feels warm, as long as he is with him everything is cozy. They were sitting on his car’s hood while watching the beautiful sunset, holding hands as his beloved is resting his head on his chest. Chanyeol looked at the face that he adores so much, Baekhyun’s. He is smiling, with his beautiful eye smile that could melt anyone who stares at it, warms up his whole body. Baekhyun sat up and leaned towards Chanyeol, he could sense that his heartbeat is racing as Baekhyun is getting closer and closer. Baekhyun then suddenly kissed Chanyeol’s forehead warmly.

“Don’t ever leave my side Yeollie”

Chanyeol smiled and said to his lover while looking straight into his eyes, “Don’t worry, I’ll always be there by your side.”

“We made a promise, remember?” said Chanyeol lovingly.

Baekhyun could feel that a gush of blood suddenly flowed to his face making him feel hotter, “Promise?”

Chanyeol leaned closer and kissed Baekhyun softly, “I love you”

They separated and looked into each other’s eyes and stayed like that for what seemed like forever.

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*booogggssshhhhh*

“WHAT THE?!” Chanyeol heard a loud noise and realized that he had fallen asleep while finishing his reports. It was only a dream he thought.

He kept on having those kind of dreams and it only pains him because at the end of the day he’ll realize that Baekhyun is only part of his imagination and he’ll never meet someone like him in real life. Aside from his dreams about Baekhyun, he once had a dream about a guy with a poker face and slightly long chin who loves bubble tea chasing after him. Actually it wasn’t a dream but rather a scary nightmare.

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