"Seokmin, wake up." SungYeol shook me awake and I sat up to look around our bedroom. I was covered in a cold sweat and my blankets were thrown off the bed. The moon light was seeping through the bedroom curtains.
"Did you have a bad dream or something? You kept screaming for some guy named Ki-Bum. Who's Ki-Bum?" He looked at me slightly concerned. His black hair was messed up from sleeping and was sticking up in every direction.
"It was just a dream SungYeol. I'll be fine. We might as well go back to sleep now." He nodded and ruffled my hair before walking across the room to his own bed.
I looked at the clock and noticed it was 2:31 in the morning. I laid back down and attempted to straighten out my sheets.
So all of that was just a dream?
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Let the Games Begin
FanfictionI do not want to be in the reaping. Just the thought of it makes me shudder. But if I have to, I am going to make sure I survive.
