Kim Juhoon ๐ฆนโถ
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"If you want , you can go ahead and fix my head."
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เฒDeceased (user) + Insomniac Juhoon
Song + Theme : 'If you want to' - Beabadoobee.
เฒ ANGST. sensitive themes may vary.
You were his close friend , somehow he loved secretly , just waiting if he had a chance to tell you his love...You were his light , the candlelight in the darkness , yet the light was lit out quickly.
It happened fast , he never expected... he'd just find himself taking it all in , standing in the corner of your own funeral , taking the so called envelopes of blessings. He never wanted those type of blessings to be given... and he dreamt of was blessings in perhaps his future ceremony of love with you.
speaking of dreaming , starting that day he stopped dreaming overall... he lost his ability to sleep , to dream good things , he would always desperately try to let go and sleep , but everytime , he would see you , chase you and feel his own flesh unable to move , to seem deceased , unable to breath , yet well alive , it was a severe case of sleep paralysis.
Even his friends were worried about him but can't care any less... He would often try to remember positive things , yet the lack of sleep takes half of his brain... he missed you touch , your words of comfort , he can't take it , the countless nights of crying and begging for the heavens of the above to finally let him rest.
It took a toll on him when his friends , Martin , James , Seonghyeon and Keonho dragged him with them for a vacation , the four had good intentions to make him finally smile , to finally eat more and perhaps be able to move on and sleep... yet during a night in the hotel , he can feel his heart heavy , he never knew , at that place , your presence was there , you were still in the period of judgment before fully leaving the mortal world , you wanted him to move on and be safe so you stayed by his side so you often show up in his dreams until you noticed he started to never dream completely.
Until you weren't able to stop him , one night he snuck past his friends and ended up wandering in a forest far from the hotel , in his past episodes of sleep paralysis , he dreamt of that forest , he saw it as a solution to get you out of the grave... maybe he is unto something , or he'll just break more after the attempt to revive someone who is own flesh.
another idea... different from my usuals... kinda nervous... and my friend said I should do AO3... should I... since I can't help to make long ahh greetings... I AM SO SORRY
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"If you want , you can go ahead and fix my head." ๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐ก เฒDeceased (user) + Insomniac Juhoon Song + Theme : 'If you want to' - Beabadoobee. เฒ ANGST. sensitive themes may vary. You were his close friend , somehow he loved secretly , just waiting if he had a chance to tell you his love...You were his light , the candlelight in the darkness , yet the light was lit out quickly. It happened fast , he never expected... he'd just find himself taking it all in , standing in the corner of your own funeral , taking the so called envelopes of blessings. He never wanted those type of blessings to be given... and he dreamt of was blessings in perhaps his future ceremony of love with you. speaking of dreaming , starting that day he stopped dreaming overall... he lost his ability to sleep , to dream good things , he would always desperately try to let go and sleep , but everytime , he would see you , chase you and feel his own flesh unable to move , to seem deceased , unable to breath , yet well alive , it was a severe case of sleep paralysis. Even his friends were worried about him but can't care any less... He would often try to remember positive things , yet the lack of sleep takes half of his brain... he missed you touch , your words of comfort , he can't take it , the countless nights of crying and begging for the heavens of the above to finally let him rest. It took a toll on him when his friends , Martin , James , Seonghyeon and Keonho dragged him with them for a vacation , the four had good intentions to make him finally smile , to finally eat more and perhaps be able to move on and sleep... yet during a night in the hotel , he can feel his heart heavy , he never knew , at that place , your presence was there , you were still in the period of judgment before fully leaving the mortal world , you wanted him to move on and be safe so you stayed by his side so you often show up in his dreams until you noticed he started to never dream completely. Until you weren't able to stop him , one night he snuck past his friends and ended up wandering in a forest far from the hotel , in his past episodes of sleep paralysis , he dreamt of that forest , he saw it as a solution to get you out of the grave... maybe he is unto something , or he'll just break more after the attempt to revive someone who is own flesh.
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You were his closest friend. His safe place.. The one he could always find himself beside without even realizing he had been searching for you. Somewhere along the way, without either of you noticing, Juhoon fell in love with you... Quietly , painfully , hopelessly. He never told you, though... He always thought there would be more time , that one day he would finally gather enough courage to confess everything he had been keeping hidden in his chest. He imagined a future where he could finally tell you how much you meant to him , where the blessings surrounding him would be for a ceremony filled with love instead of grief....
It happened so quickly that Juhoon never really understood when the world had decided to take you away from him... One moment, you were there , and the next ? he was standing quietly in the corner of your funeral... surrounded by flowers , lowered voices , and people offering him envelopes of blessings. He stared at them with an emptiness that made his chest hurt because those were not the kind of blessings he had ever wanted for you... He never wanted to stand there dressed in black , watching people mourn you... He wanted to be standing beside you somewhere brighter, hearing people congratulate the two of you on a future you never got to have... He desperately wanted that future... he Never wanted to see people wearing black , he wanted to see them in beige or any color you love , to see you in a white dress facing him at the altar... he doesn't want to face people who came there to give condolences rather than congratulating..
soon after , he had to face the reality soon after you were finally buried.. something in his just broke , he didn't know how to live , how to heal or to even speak properly , his mind completely went on full isolation... And overall ? he didn't just stop dreaming of a future , he stopped dreaming mentally...at first , he thought it was just grief keeping him awake. He would lie in bed for hours , staring blankly at the ceiling while the rest of the world slept peacefully around him. He would close his eyes and desperately wish for his mind to quiet down , wishing that maybe exhaustion would finally win against the thoughts constantly tearing him apart. But whenever sleep finally came , it was never peaceful...
Yes , words can not express how much he wanted that sleep... but it just kept him from doing so even more... he wished to dream again yet his dream always played a part that kept him more insane... He would always see you , and he hated how in every single dream , he'd just see you but never feel , he didn't even have the time to run to you even how much he tried.
Sometimes you were standing far away from him, somewhere he couldn't recognize , and Juhoon would desperately chase after you no matter how much his legs hurt... Other times , you would be right in front of him, close enough for him to reach , for him to finally seek the peace he wished for... only for his entire body to suddenly become useless. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak. He couldn't even breathe properly...He would feel his own flesh becoming heavy and lifeless while you stood there , watching him helplessly...He wanted to run , to tell you how he loves you , to desperately reach out but his own flesh seems to slowly turn deceased the more he tried , he would just force himself awake..
He resented himself for not pushing himself past the point to just safe you , only if he tried more... he could have kept you with him... You were his candlelight , you were his place of worship... You were his everything , his universe... losing you felt like he was losing himself as the sleep paralysis started to become a routine... days turned into weeks , weeks turned into months... He got used to it , he ate less , talked less , he felt like he was alive for no purpose anymore
One night , he just found himself looking at photos of you and him.. your smile , the way you'd look at him , he misses you dearly... he'd rather leave this world , if it can finally be the bridge of him finally seeing you once more... he felt pathetic as hours passed by , his tears was still streaming down as he mutters to himself , or yet rather trying and hoping you'd hear him
"if you really want to love me... please... try to get inside my brain.."
he says in a rather desperate tone... he doesn't care if he'd sleep and lose his ability to move his own flesh once more... all he knew is since the moment you left him , he felt like he already left life itself just as you... he would always try to remember all the good things in his life but due to his lack of sleep... he can't manage to even remember a single thing
soon after , his exhaustion had reached a point where his mind no longer seemed capable of creating dreams at all. He would close his eyes and wake hours later with nothing between those moments. No forest. No fog. No familiar silhouette waiting somewhere in the distance. No you. At first, he was relieved because the nightmares had stopped, but that relief quickly turned into something much worse. He realized that losing his dreams meant losing the only place where you could reach him... You were still watching him , still standing somewhere beyond his world , but Juhoon could no longer see you. You watched him become emptier...You watched him whisper your name into the darkness. You watched him stare at your photographs until his eyes became red and swollen. You watched him beg the heavens for a single peaceful night. Eventually, you understood something that terrified you more than anything else: Juhoon wasn't simply grieving you anymore. He was beginning to believe that the only way to end his pain was to find you...
you watched him slowly fall apart , unable to do anything as the person you loved began to lose himself in his grief. You never wanted your death to become the reason he stopped living , yet no matter how desperately you tried to reach him , Juhoon could no longer see you. His sleepless nights had eventually robbed him of the only place where you could meet , leaving you trapped between the mortal world and the afterlife , watching him suffer without being able to offer him the comfort he desperately needed...
until one particular night , something changed...Juhoon found himself staring out of the hotel window , his eyes fixed on the forest surrounding the area. It was the same forest that had haunted his dreams during the first few months after your death , the place where he had repeatedly seen you standing in the distance , waiting for him to reach you. He knew it could have been nothing more than his grieving mind playing tricks on him , but after months of being unable to dream , he was desperate enough to believe that perhaps there was still a way to find you... he knew he was close to insanity... but he rather die running through that forest than to keep still... if he died , he'd see you anyways , isn't that right ?
so , while Martin , James , Seonghyeon and Keonho slept , Juhoon quietly left the hotel and made his way into the forest , carrying your photograph inside his pocket. He followed the narrow path beneath the moonlight , his exhausted eyes searching every corner for something familiar. You followed closely behind him , desperately calling his name even though you knew he couldn't hear you. You could only watch as he wandered deeper into the woods , unaware of the danger surrounding him and far too determined to turn back...
eventually , he reached a clearing that looked exactly like the place he had seen in his dreams. His heart began to race as he looked around , clutching your photograph against his chest while tears blurred his vision... He wanted to find you there... he didn't care if the forest mist would cover his vision... he'd always run , if it was to chase you... he knew he was insane for chasing the dead... but this experience is nothing compared to the sleep paralysis in his own bed...
"please... if you're here , just let me see you one more time...I don't care if this is a dream anymore..."
he knew he was begging to nothing , he knew this was the last toll of him losing his sanity... asking you to stay in his bed knowing you were never even there to do his request is already bad enough... which made me realize... running here isn't anything that can make him lose himself more... because the moment he lost you , he already lost himself , he stopped catching his breath as tears flowed , he spoke in a shaky voice
"only if they tried to save you.. I won't be here all alone... please... please tell me I'm not going insane.. tell me you're here"
he got on his knees , he looks at your photograph , he was lost physically and mentally which made your heart drop... who knows if his dreams was a warning or sign he can bring you back... he just needed a signal... it's either he'd die here in the forest alone or he'd finally see you once more... you tried to touch him , to tell him to go , but you can't... since you already lost your flesh
"please... give me a way... I don't want to live like this... please just take me or come back to me... I can't live without you... you were my only rest... please let me rest again..."
perhaps the heavens of the above will give him a chance ? or he'll just finally get the rest he wanted in this cold forest...
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