Description
One night when Taemin goes to bed, everything begins to change in strange ways. Are his dreams really dreams? 'True happiness. People ask people about their careers, about their houses, their possessions, but no one ever asks if someone is just happy, so many people with so much are so unhappy. They forget to let people close enough to love them.' 'Do you think this is the last time we will meet in our dreams?' She asked him. 'No. I have a feeling it's not.' He told her as soon as he located the feeling. 'Me too. I still feel like we need to find a way out of here though.' She told him. 'Yeah me too. But for now, this is ok right?' he asked her. Taemin was enjoying getting to know her, someone regular for once, even if it was only in a dream. 'Yeah this is ok. It's just sad that it's not real.' She told him with the same sadness as before. As she said it was not real though he had a distinct feeling that was not entirely the truth. ***Contains issues of a sensitive nature - mentions of depression and suicide*** Please note this has sensitive content. There are mentions of Jonghyun, if you are sensitive, please do not read. I know his death is a sensitive issue, and I have tried to handle it carefully here, but if you feel you cannot deal with him in a new story, I would suggest you are better not to read this. I don't mean to cause offense, I have not tried to use his death disrespectfully, in anyway, nor do I profess to know how anyone feels losing someone to depression. I have experienced my own depression, similar to the theme of this story, again, please do not read if you are sensitive. If you or anyone you know has depression, suicidal thoughts, don't suffer alone. There is always someone you can talk to, if anyone needs help, someone to talk to, or just someone to listen to you, I welcome anyone who needs a friend, just send me a message.
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