Connected in Dreams Prologue
a/n: YAY IT'S VACATION!!!! *jumps for joy* No more crappy school works and stressful lessons! :DDD That means I will be frequently updating! So anyways after making series of 2min oneshots, I've mustered enough courage to start a 2min chaptered story. Warning for there might be confusions and grammatical errors. Comments are forever loved! n______n ♥ ♥
The large beads of raindrops kept on falling on the surface of his transparent umbrella, now blurry due to the accumulated water in it. Some of the waters were dripping on the side of his umbrella as the rain continued to pour down.
He continued to move forward, eyes wandering on his surroundings as he tried to look for refuge. But not a single soul could be spotted in any corner of the street. He tried to quicken his pace so he could immediately find help.
A loud grumbling of the thunder distracted him from his search, startling him in the process. His clutch around the handle of the umbrella got tighter as the grumbling of the thunder began to intensify. He frantically searched the street for any signs of people but no one was there.
His hope began to deteriorate after minutes of searching. The rain became heavier than before and lightning was starting to form behind those dark-gray clouds but he has not yet found any refuge from this dilemma. The rain has hit his clothes as it continued to pour down heavily but help is still unavailable for him. He stopped on his tracks, showing defeat in finding refuge. Maybe I’m meant to be alone right now
Suddenly, he caught notice a light by his side. He was curious on where this light came from so he turned his head sideward and there he saw the answer to his dilemma.
A shiny black Audi R8 car was cruising towards his direction. It's headlights blinding his eyes as it got nearer to his spot. Soon the car came into a full halt in front of him. He could feel his lips forming a smile as the owner of the car stepped out with an umbrella on his hand and walked towards his direction. Soon the said owner was standing near enough for him to see his features.
'Are you okay?' the low baritone voice of the man resounded through his ears as those words escaped the man's full lips. He found himself gawking at the person in front of him. It was like he has met an international model. The stranger's big eyes widened with concern as he continue to examine him.
'Uhmmm...I'm okay. But mister...can...can I take a ride at your car? I'm already drenched by the rain and I cannot find any transportation going to my house. Please can I?' he pleaded towards the stranger, his large beady eyes added effect into it. In return, a small chuckle errupted from the stranger's lips.
'You're so cute. Anyways that is why I stopped driving because it seems you need help. Come on, get into the car.' A twinge of pink colored his face as he followed the stranger and entered the car. It was not the first time somebody said he was cute. In fact almost all of those who have seen him said the same thing all over again. But there is something about the stranger's statement that made difference from the others. It was like there was something that sparked inside him that he couldn't distinguished. Maybe that's because he lended his help to me. The said man handed him a dry towel for him to use. His clothes were half-drenched by the rain and if he was not holding an umbrella then he would be completely wet all over. He immediately used the towel to dry himself up.
After a few minutes, the car's engine revved up and they were travelling fast on the street. He stared at the driver of the car, admiring the stranger's features: his big, bulgy eyes focused on the path they're travelling, his chiseled nose, his spiky short hair, his tanned complexion and those well-toned arm muscles of his. He found himself wondering if a guy like him could exists; it was like they only exists in dreams. Then he remembered that he hasn't shown his gratitude to him.
'Uhmmm...I...want to say...thank you for helping me out there. I thought...no one will lend me a helping hand then suddenly you were there. Thank you mister.' the said man turned his head towards him and flashed a smile at him, revealing those set of pearl white teeth behind his lips.
'Don't mention it. I'm always glad to be of use.'
'Can I ask for your name?' curiosity has gotten the best of him. He wanted to find out more about this man.
'Well then, my name is...'
/o•o•o/
Beads of sweat glistened on his pale skin as he startledly woke up from his sleep. That dream...it was so realistic. He couldn't help but to wonder on why he has dreamt of something like that. Another mystery is that it was the same guy that has been starring his dreams for months already. Why do I keep dreaming of that guy? He was about to stand up when his cellphone rang.
~♪ ♫ Ohhh I won't hesitate no more. No more. It cannot wait. I'm yours. ♫ ♪~
His ringtone resonated through his whole room as the call remained unanswered. He couldn't help but wonder who was calling him that early. Seriously it's just- he stared at the clock hanging on the wall-6:05 am. He grabbed his phone and answered the incoming call.
'Hello' he said groggily.
'Yah you sleepy head! You should be prepared already!' a high pitched voice said on the other line. He immediately recognized the voice on the other line.
'Ugghh Key, I'm still sleepy. It's still earl-'
'No way you need now to prepare Taebb. It's your first day at work. You have to look presentable. You must make a good first impression on your boss. If they see you working your ass off at an early time, then they would feel contended that they hired you.' Key cut his statement off. He sighed in defeat as he continued to listen to his umma-like friend's ranting. There's no use in defying Key, unless you want to make your life short.
'Okay...okay I'll prepare already. But seriously, it's still early. Our work will start at 8 am, which is two hours from now.' he tried to reason out.
'No it's not a valid reason to go back to sleep. You must prepare now or else I'll come barging on your apartment. Do you understand me, Lee Taemin?'
'Okay fine. Bye.' he ended the call. Key can be demanding and naggy but he is a good friend that you can rely on. Key was there when he needed a companion. Key became his umma figure, always watching the things he's doing. He might have been irritated by his command but he knows that it's for his own good also.
He rose up from his bed, shoving at the back of his mind the things he had dreamt of. He prepared himself for the start of his work.
It was the start of a new life for Lee Taemin.
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