[Drabble] I Had a Dream

I Had a Dream

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How to explain it? How to tell? How to know?

Who am I?

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Sometimes I wonder…



“Hey,”

First came the passing sound of car horns honked in the distance; next was the chattering of peers that filled the background, and, then, there was the screeching of a chair being forcibly pulled back.

“Hey,”

Finally, there was a pair of brown eyes looking up- their attention switching from the pencil rolling back and forth on the desk to the tall, slim teenager beside him whose face expressed nothing more than concern. The pair of eyes then looked back down.


Sometimes I wonder,

That if I did this or that instead…


The tall teenager sighed and pulled the chair beside him back and sat down.

Two chairs. That’s two screeching chairs.

“You’re more quiet than usual- which says a lot since I barely hear a word from you a day. What’s up?”


Sometimes I wonder,


“I mean… you’re not even looking at me…”

Sometimes I wonder,


“Hey,”


Sometimes I wonder,


“Will you at least say something?”


Sometimes I wonder,

That if I did this or that instead,


The teenager set his hand on the other’s shoulder and shook it lightly.


Sometimes I wonder, that if I did this or that differently, that if that happened instead of this, would-


“Jaejoong!”


Sometimes I wonder, would-


“Changmin.”

The tall teenager looked up, his eyes slightly watering. When the view of another, their expressive eyes and their usually smiling face blank, he tried to speak, but no words left his mouth. The other shook their head.

“Just leave him alone.”

“But, hyung…”


Sometimes I wonder,


“Hyung… he’s…”

“I know.”

“But…”

“Please.”

Changmin looked back at Jaejoong, his expression clear of any emotion, his eyes cold and dead, and somehow, he couldn’t just leave him alone.

“Let me just try one more time.”

“Min-”

“Please, Yoochun-hyung. Just one more time.”

Yoochun sighed but nodded.

“Jaejoong… it’s me, Changmin.”

Nothing.

“I’m hungry. Don’t you want to feed me?”

Nothing.

“You used to everyday. Why won’t you anymore?”

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

“Jaejoong…”

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing-

“That’s enough. C’mon, let’s go.”

Nothing.

Changmin pulled his hand back. His teeth were biting his bottom lip, his eyes watering and quickly turning to tears. Clenching his fists, he abruptly turned around and raced towards the door.

“Min! Wait!”


Sometimes I wonder…


Changmin and Yoochun froze in place at the sudden sound of a chair clattering to the ground.

Three chairs. That’s three screeching chairs.

They both looked back and when the visual of Jaejoong's body laying on the floor, shaking, trembling, and the undeniable sounds of him muttering processed in their minds, they instantly ran towards the source.

“Jaejoong!”


Sometimes I wonder, that if I did this or that differently, that if that happened instead of this…


Yoochun’s hip hit the desk closes to him when he bounded over, causing a recorded tape of teenagers chattering in a classroom to hit the floor and quiet to a stop. Changmin who had already checked Jaejoong but was unable to do anything, was at the door again, throwing it open and calling for help.

Yoochun finally reached Jaejoong’s shaking body and pulled him into his arms.

“Jaejoong… it’s me, Yoochun. You’re okay. C’mon, it’s alright.” He cooed as he rocked them back and forth.

Jaejoong’s head rolled to one side, his eyes zeroing in on the scenery outside the window that was revealed when Changmin opened the door to the hallway. His muttering stopped.


A blanket of snow.


“Yah, Jaejoongie, slow down!” Laughter filled the air as the two teenagers ran through the streets.

Finally, a car horn blew in the distance.

“Jaejoong!”


And, winter’s first snowflake floated to the ground.


Sometimes I wonder, that if I did this or that differently, that if that happened instead of this…

Would things have been different?


what is wrong with Jaejoong?

it feels like something happen to him when they were younger and he is stuck in that time.