please, save my world — han seungwoo
summary: it’s always the same blood, the same dialogue, the same sensation and the same man telling seungwoo that the world is going to end in his horrifying nightmares. these recurring dreams leave seungwoo in a frantic state, constantly believing that the world is going to end, when in reality, it’s simpler than he may think.
warnings: mention of blood, death of character, intentional lowercase
genre: romance, angst, fantasy
word count: 1.4k
“look at you, you’re covered in blood.” an unfamiliar emaciated man chuckles to himself as he watches the terrified seungwoo in absolute delight. “why are you shivering? i’m not going to lay a single finger on you.”
the unknown man’s voice is harsh and that’s enough for seungwoo to understand that he does not have the upper hand in this situation. “w-what do you want from me?” the uneasiness in seungwoo’s voice was inevitable. without a doubt, seungwoo wants to dash out and leave as soon as possible. however, he finds it quite difficult to do so as he’s surrounded by pure darkness, yet, the blood stain on his body is as luminous as it could ever be.
“silly boy, i don’t want anything from you.” his cold aura hits seungwoo and causes tiny goosebumps to rise from his skin. “i’m here to warn you that the world is ending today.”
in an instance, seungwoo finds himself laying in bed, gasping for air. his whole body feels as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into his carotid. nothing makes sense, but seungwoo for sure knows that it was all just a dream, that feels too realistic. “shit, another nightmare.” he takes a long, deep breath, and then brings his fingers to his temples as he fights an oncoming headache.
for the past week, seungwoo has been having the same recurring nightmare. it’s always the same man, the same blood, the same dialogue and the same damn sensation that he experiences. the only thing different about each dream is the countdown, and now, the world is supposedly ending today and seungwoo has no idea what to do. what seungwoo does know is that he’s too helpless to sleep and to go through the same pain again.
“another nightmare?” you question your lover at three in the morning while making your way towards the opposite side of his bed. “is that why you called me over this late? gosh, you’re such a child since you always need me to sleep besides you.”
“i am not!” he fights in defense, but soon stuffs his face into his delicate pillow case. “well, maybe i am─ y/n, you don’t understand how terrifying these nightmares are.”
you notice how fragile seungwoo’s state was, so you decided to push all of your jokes aside. he needs you the most, so you will give him whatever he desires because that’s what lovers are intended to do, right? “i’m sorry for playing around.” you apologize, pulling him into a warm embrace as the two of you sat on top of the bed. “how many days are left until the world is allegedly ending?”
“today.” he sighs before continuing on. “the man says that the world is ending today.”
“what?” you tilt your head to the side, raising an eyebrow that says really? “seungwoo, take a second and look out the window. does it look like the world is ending?”
seungwoo takes a moment to examine the surroundings outside his window, even including the crescent moon and the twinkling stars. “no, everything seems about right.” he mumbles underneath his breath, arms still wrapped about your body because he doesn’t have the courage to let go.
“see! if everything seems about right then that means that the world isn’t going to end.” your lips curve into a genuine smile and seungwoo feels his heart immediately beat at the sight of your lovely presence. “your nightmare isn’t real, alright? that’s why they’re dreams after all, so loosen up a bit.”
instead of directly responding back, seungwoo takes a moment to sit in silence as his head falls within the crook of your neck. “i’m trying to, but i’m just so damn scared.” his voice resembles a lost little boy and you swear you could feel your heart break into a million pieces. seungwoo doesn’t deserve to live through this pain, let alone, sleep through it either.
“then let’s not sleep tonight.” your fingers caressed his hair as smooth as possible. “i’m here by your side. let’s just stay awake until the sun breaks into the sky, so you don’t have to go through that horrifying dream of yours.”
“really?” he springs his head back up and looks at you with quivering lips.
“han seungwoo, do you think i’m a liar?” you playfully express, breaking the harsh tension that was dispersed into the room.
“no!” seungwoo shakes his head in denial. “i don’t think you’re a liar ─ i think you’re the one for me. my lover. my world.” the two of you synchronizing laugh together by seungwoo’s cheesy comment, but you would be a liar if you said his words didn’t make you blush.
not knowing when it had all happened, you suddenly found your lips locked with seungwoo’s as you began to kiss him passionately. his touches were soft, but at the same time, it was also strong enough to send a feeling of warmth spiraling through your system.
seungwoo was too traumatized to close his eyes because he didn’t want to see the darkness once again. however, with the comfortness coming from your physical contact, it gave him the ability to let everything, including his troubles, go. by the time he shuts his eyes closed, he is introduced with colors formed by your fondness and there’s no darkness in sight.
the two of you proceeded to stay awake all night long with the moonlight shining through the cracks of the window curtain. staying awake wasn’t a problem. the only problem that was faced during that night was that the two of you couldn’t let each other go.
“are you sure you can go to work even though you didn’t get to sleep at all?” seungwoo questions you from outside your car window. “why don’t you call in sick? i feel bad that i forced you to stay awake with me.”
“hey, han seungwoo!” you yell out in light annoyance, resting your hands on the steering wheel. “you didn’t force me to stay awake. i did it purely out of─ how should i say it? love? i did it out of love!” a set of laughter falls out of your mouth like a natural waterfall. “i don’t need sleep, okay? i’m a strong person, you should know that.”
“oh yeah, i forgot how strong you are.” he peeks his head into your car. “that’s one reason why i fell in love with you.” seungwoo dives in and leaves a quick kiss on your forehead as he ruffles your hair right after. “call me when you arrive to work, so i know you made it there safely.”
“of course.” you flash your signature smile at seungwoo for the last time. “i always do!”
after saying your final goodbyes, you drive off into the distance as seungwoo watches you from the sidewalk. once his back faces the street, a giant crash is heard from the radius, following screeches of terror. seungwoo is almost frozen in shock from the sudden sound, but that doesn’t stop him from turning around to view the street.
it takes a millisecond for seungwoo’s heart to drop as he lays his eyes upon your shattered car. “y/n?” he whimpers, slowly walking towards the street of busy cars. “this isn’t real.” cars are constantly honking at him, but his ears blocks it all off because the only sound he could hear was his heart rapidly beating and the air he’s grasping for.
pedestrians are screaming.
seungwoo isn’t making a single sound.
glass is scattered everywhere.
it’s all over your car window.
“no.” seungwoo’s eyes widens and he doesn’t know where to look at. was he supposed to look at the other car who caused this mess? or was he meant to step away and just look at your destroyed car? he didn’t know, but he still found himself looking at your dead body through the smashed window. “y/n, please!” he couldn’t stop himself from pulling you out of the car and into his arms.
look at seungwoo, he’s covered in your blood.
tears streamed down seungwoo’s face as he screamed in agony while scarlet blood flowed out of your limp body like a river. he held you once more in his arms as he frantically trembled. never would seungwoo imagine that the last time he would hold you is when you’re already as dead as a dried flower. “please, just please, save my world.”
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