(oneshot) beast/ot6 | dream little dreams
dream little dreams
ot6 ; beast
1200~ words, drama, PG
- Happy 1st anniversary Beast ^___^ it's a little bit late, but anyway, there are a lot of things i'd say but it's 1 in the morning and i'm not making sense at these hours.
- Thanks caramel_chai you know you are the best ♥
dream little dreams
There are people that build real fortresses to not let people in, because they are expecting the one that loves them the most will come, willing to climb all the high walls just because of them.
But there are a few people that really don’t want anyone to know all the things that make them who they are and build even higher walls where they can hide safely from everyone else. Maybe they are scared of love and people; or perhaps they think the others are just annoying.
There are people that are kind of awkward at first, like if they weren't living in their own body, using someone else's instead. Maybe there are lank and their arms and legs are too long to their own good and they still haven’t learnt to control them properly because of this sudden growth.
But as time passes, they get along really well with everyone around and you come to realize that despite that they are young and still a teenager, they are probably more mature than you will ever be in your whole life.
There are people that don’t really like responsibilities. When they were a kid, for anything on earth, they’d sacrifice all the things they like to do (like soccer) for the responsibilities (studies).
When they are young they usually think the world is at their feet, but little by little they realize that the only way to get to your goals and your aims is through the own effort. Taking life easy and also taking the responsibilities life gives you. Like becoming a leader.
There are also a few people that hate seeing the other people moping. And they've decided irrevocably to dedicate their lives to the other ones. They will climb the high walls they’ve put, they will shine to light up the dark days. They will tell lame jokes just to make people laugh because it’s too bad to handle, they would do anything just to have a smile in return.
But sometimes there’s not enough light, and there are other times when you slip up from the wall and fall. Sometimes people don’t open the door when you knock with all your strength.
And it hurts. But they have decided irrevocably to dedicate their lives to make people happy despite their own wounds, their own pains, their own scars.
There are people that can’t hide themselves, it doesn’t matter how much they try, they just can’t, because they have such a clear and pure soul, nothing on earth would be able to corrupt.
But these kind of people break with the same easiness a glass breaks into the floor. And they cry. Alone at the corner of the room. Alone at the dressing rooms. Alone at the last row of the van. Always alone because they don’t want the others to know their weakness, and they show a weak smile instead. But they can’t hide anything from anyone, and you can tell perfectly when they’ve been crying.
And there are a few people, the less, that have decided to not give up, to never give up.
It doesn’t matter how much pain it brings, how much effort you have to put it in, it doesn’t matter what life will bring, they have decided already and they just can’t step forward.
Hyunseung stands up in the middle of the empty practice room. He has decided to not give up, but his legs have given out, and hyunseung crumpled on the floor. His hair remains stuck to his forehead and his shirt at his chest, like a second skin. And he gasps for breath as he tries to recover his normal state.
The music is loud enough to cancel out the tiredness that every inch of his body feels. The music is loud enough for yoseob to come to turn the volume down.
“It’s okay, hyunseung” he says. “It’s almost 1 in the morning.”
“Just one more time” the dancer says and yoseob just stares at him, sighing afterwards.
“you know, gikwang will start wondering why you are not home yet”. Hyunseung’s expression changes for a moment and yoseob knows he has hesitated. He smiles, but he’s too tired to smile widely.
"you know him by heart" hyunseung says, and yoseob just shrugs as he hands him a towel so he can wipe his sweat away. He has given up on keeping practicing as soon as yoseob mentioned gikwang.
“It’s not too hard to know what he’s thinking when you look at his eyes”
“you’re right”
The rest is silent. Hyunseung knows yoseob has just come to pick him up (because if there’s no one there to tell hyunseung it’s enough, he will probably continue practicing until sun rises), but he doesn’t say anything about it and waits sitting calmly in the van while it leads them to their room.
When they arrive, doojoon is still awake. The TV is on, but he’s not watching it actually, cause he has gotten used to go to bed last. Junhyung sleeps at times, because he’s worried (he tries to pretend he’s not saying that he can’t sleep and he goes out to the balcony to take some fresh air, but at the end he asks doojoon what’s going on anyway, because he’s the only one who knows beast has brought down his fortresses, and the only one who will keep the secret because he doesn’t want to be killed by junhyung’s own hands)
“you are too late, dongwoon is sleeping with gikwang tonight” doojoon says, chuckling. There’s no more need to words because they all know gikwang can’t sleep at night if he doesn’t feel a warm body next to him (and there were times in which junhyung had to sleep with him because there was no one at home to do so, for his own misfortune)
Hyunseung shrugs and goes into the room on his tiptoes in order to not wake up the two kids. All he sees is a jumbled mess of arms and legs and dongwoon pulling gikwang’s body next to his where he can feel warm and protected. And all he hears is their rhythmic breathes. And hyunseung expects he can be able to protect these two kids for all the things he has gone through because he doesn’t want them to suffer from all the things that left him unhealed wounds and ugly scars under his skin.
No one said it’d be easy, but they are not alone. And personalities give in, and six kinds of different people become one when they are on stage.
It has been already a year…
We’ve met like that, so let’s spend all the time it’s good for us together.
ot6 ; beast
1200~ words, drama, PG
- Happy 1st anniversary Beast ^___^ it's a little bit late, but anyway, there are a lot of things i'd say but it's 1 in the morning and i'm not making sense at these hours.
- Thanks caramel_chai you know you are the best ♥
dream little dreams
There are people that build real fortresses to not let people in, because they are expecting the one that loves them the most will come, willing to climb all the high walls just because of them.
But there are a few people that really don’t want anyone to know all the things that make them who they are and build even higher walls where they can hide safely from everyone else. Maybe they are scared of love and people; or perhaps they think the others are just annoying.
There are people that are kind of awkward at first, like if they weren't living in their own body, using someone else's instead. Maybe there are lank and their arms and legs are too long to their own good and they still haven’t learnt to control them properly because of this sudden growth.
But as time passes, they get along really well with everyone around and you come to realize that despite that they are young and still a teenager, they are probably more mature than you will ever be in your whole life.
There are people that don’t really like responsibilities. When they were a kid, for anything on earth, they’d sacrifice all the things they like to do (like soccer) for the responsibilities (studies).
When they are young they usually think the world is at their feet, but little by little they realize that the only way to get to your goals and your aims is through the own effort. Taking life easy and also taking the responsibilities life gives you. Like becoming a leader.
There are also a few people that hate seeing the other people moping. And they've decided irrevocably to dedicate their lives to the other ones. They will climb the high walls they’ve put, they will shine to light up the dark days. They will tell lame jokes just to make people laugh because it’s too bad to handle, they would do anything just to have a smile in return.
But sometimes there’s not enough light, and there are other times when you slip up from the wall and fall. Sometimes people don’t open the door when you knock with all your strength.
And it hurts. But they have decided irrevocably to dedicate their lives to make people happy despite their own wounds, their own pains, their own scars.
There are people that can’t hide themselves, it doesn’t matter how much they try, they just can’t, because they have such a clear and pure soul, nothing on earth would be able to corrupt.
But these kind of people break with the same easiness a glass breaks into the floor. And they cry. Alone at the corner of the room. Alone at the dressing rooms. Alone at the last row of the van. Always alone because they don’t want the others to know their weakness, and they show a weak smile instead. But they can’t hide anything from anyone, and you can tell perfectly when they’ve been crying.
And there are a few people, the less, that have decided to not give up, to never give up.
It doesn’t matter how much pain it brings, how much effort you have to put it in, it doesn’t matter what life will bring, they have decided already and they just can’t step forward.
Hyunseung stands up in the middle of the empty practice room. He has decided to not give up, but his legs have given out, and hyunseung crumpled on the floor. His hair remains stuck to his forehead and his shirt at his chest, like a second skin. And he gasps for breath as he tries to recover his normal state.
The music is loud enough to cancel out the tiredness that every inch of his body feels. The music is loud enough for yoseob to come to turn the volume down.
“It’s okay, hyunseung” he says. “It’s almost 1 in the morning.”
“Just one more time” the dancer says and yoseob just stares at him, sighing afterwards.
“you know, gikwang will start wondering why you are not home yet”. Hyunseung’s expression changes for a moment and yoseob knows he has hesitated. He smiles, but he’s too tired to smile widely.
"you know him by heart" hyunseung says, and yoseob just shrugs as he hands him a towel so he can wipe his sweat away. He has given up on keeping practicing as soon as yoseob mentioned gikwang.
“It’s not too hard to know what he’s thinking when you look at his eyes”
“you’re right”
The rest is silent. Hyunseung knows yoseob has just come to pick him up (because if there’s no one there to tell hyunseung it’s enough, he will probably continue practicing until sun rises), but he doesn’t say anything about it and waits sitting calmly in the van while it leads them to their room.
When they arrive, doojoon is still awake. The TV is on, but he’s not watching it actually, cause he has gotten used to go to bed last. Junhyung sleeps at times, because he’s worried (he tries to pretend he’s not saying that he can’t sleep and he goes out to the balcony to take some fresh air, but at the end he asks doojoon what’s going on anyway, because he’s the only one who knows beast has brought down his fortresses, and the only one who will keep the secret because he doesn’t want to be killed by junhyung’s own hands)
“you are too late, dongwoon is sleeping with gikwang tonight” doojoon says, chuckling. There’s no more need to words because they all know gikwang can’t sleep at night if he doesn’t feel a warm body next to him (and there were times in which junhyung had to sleep with him because there was no one at home to do so, for his own misfortune)
Hyunseung shrugs and goes into the room on his tiptoes in order to not wake up the two kids. All he sees is a jumbled mess of arms and legs and dongwoon pulling gikwang’s body next to his where he can feel warm and protected. And all he hears is their rhythmic breathes. And hyunseung expects he can be able to protect these two kids for all the things he has gone through because he doesn’t want them to suffer from all the things that left him unhealed wounds and ugly scars under his skin.
No one said it’d be easy, but they are not alone. And personalities give in, and six kinds of different people become one when they are on stage.
It has been already a year…
We’ve met like that, so let’s spend all the time it’s good for us together.