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writetomyheart2014-05-01 01:01 am
jojibear.livejournal.com) wrote in writetomyheart2014-05-01 01:01 am
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[Team 1] In My Dream, You Died
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS WHAT IS THIS IGE MWOYA
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Baekhyun screamed as he tumbled back into consciousness, the disorientating feeling of his heart, his soul slamming back into his body sending him stumbling out of his bed and into the hallway.
The bedroom door slammed against the wall behind it and Jongdae stood just outside, his hand raised as though he had just been about to open the door. His brows were furrowed, deep lines of worry etched into the folded skin.
When Baekhyun practically slammed into him, he quickly wrapped the elder in a hug, refusing to let him go no matter how much Baekhyun struggled and cried.
"I need to go to Yeollie," he screamed, pushing at Jongdae's chest. "Let me go to Yeollie."
Jongdae made hushing noises, cooing into Baekhyun's ear as he wound his arms tighter around Baekhyun. He gently rocked back and forth on his feet whilst stroking his friend's hair, murmuring gentle, nonsense words under his breath. It took a while, but slowly, he felt Baekhyun began to relax in his arms, struggling less, his voice more a whimper.
Guiding the other back into the room behind them, Jongdae settled Baekhyun under his covers and sat with him.
"Chanyeol is going to be okay," he said, stroking Baekhyun's hair the way he knew the other liked, the way he knew would soothe the elder. "Xingxing-ge is treating him right now, but Chanyeol will be fine, so don't you worry."
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Chanyeol's heartbeat - thump thump … thump thump - was fading - thump thump - and fading fast - thump - too fast.
Baekhyun screamed as he tumbled back into consciousness, the disorientating feeling of his heart, his soul slamming back into his body sending him stumbling out of his bed and into the hallway.
The bedroom door slammed against the wall behind it and Jongdae stood just outside, his hand raised as though he had just been about to open the door. His brows were furrowed, deep lines of worry etched into the folded skin.
When Baekhyun practically slammed into him, he quickly wrapped the elder in a hug, refusing to let him go no matter how much Baekhyun struggled and cried.
"I need to go to Yeollie," he screamed, pushing at Jongdae's chest. "Let me go to Yeollie."
Jongdae made hushing noises, cooing into Baekhyun's ear as he wound his arms tighter around Baekhyun. He gently rocked back and forth on his feet whilst stroking his friend's hair, murmuring gentle, nonsense words under his breath. It took a while, but slowly, he felt Baekhyun began to relax in his arms, struggling less, his voice more a whimper.
Guiding the other back into the room behind them, Jongdae settled Baekhyun under his covers and sat with him.
"Chanyeol is going to be okay," he said, stroking Baekhyun's hair the way he knew the other liked, the way he knew would soothe the elder. "Xingxing-ge is treating him right now, but Chanyeol will be fine, so don't you worry."
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yararanger!