My sweet nightmare [part 1]
The same person almost every night. Different dream, but the person is always the same one. A tall young man, raven black hair and manly yet cute face. Nichkhun haven‘t ever seen that person in his life before. He was wondering what that could mean, but nothing would come to his mind. He even bought a book about dreams and bothered his friends with random questions. Almost everyone knew about this issue and told him to calm down. As the time passed by, he felt as if he was obsessed.
His best friend Jay was criticizing him for being such a girl and taking everything too deep in his heart and brain. “Man, you should rent a room in that asylum near your apartment.” Jay couldn’t bear his friend’s stupidity, when Khun woke him up in the morning with a phone call. “Could you stop pestering me? It’s early…”
“But it drives me insane, Jay!” He was pouting through the phone.
“Jesus… You have some issues, dude. Let me sleep.” He hung up and knew what kind of face his friend was making.
Nichkhun growled and left his small, but cozy apartment. He was trying to concentrate his thoughts, because it was supposed to be the first day in his new job. Academy of Arts was one of his dreams and teaching piano lessons and music theory was a good start for a young man like him. I should think about my new job, that’s what I should be doing! Right! Jay said I think too much about that dream. I’m sure it’ll go away soon. He smiled to himself, holding tight onto his car wheel. It has been haunting me for 3 months and 22 days. It’s not that much! Right, Jay?! He was still wearing a stupid grin on his face. It’s not that fuckin much, right?! The corner of his lips twitched. “It’s too fuckin much!” He cried out loud in his car and banged his forehead to the wheel.
It seemed like the traffic-light was sleeping. Khun rested his chin on the wheel with a blank look on his pale face. Nice advertisement. He glanced at the bus on his right, it had a huge cat on the side. I bet it sucks to use public transportation in a morning like this, so many people. He eyed the bus, but it wasn’t that full to his surprise.
Then his eyes caught something. What?! He tensed and stuck his face to the front window of his car. “What?! No way!” He voiced out his thought in disbelief, because it was him, the boy from his dream sitting in that ridiculous bus, reading a book. Khun could feel his heart dancing a happy dance as the adrenaline rushed in his veins and his brain disconnected in an instant.
He jumped out of the car and almost flew over to the bus and banged on its door, asking the driver to open them. Since Khun was pretty and cute, the driver couldn’t resist his puppy face and opened the door hoping for Khun to smile at him, but it never happened. Because Khun was mentally slashing the bus with his gaze, looking for one man. He’s there.
Nichkhun sprung himself to the man from his dream and kneeled in front of him with a silly grin on his face. The boy averted his eyes from the book he was reading and stared straight into Khun’s overly amused and silly face. Only then Nichkhun realized how awkward this scene should look like. What do I do now?
The boy snorted, making Khun smile even creepier. “I don’t have money.”
“I’m not a beggar!” He looked around and noticed the curious audience staring at them.
“Then why are you kneeling in front of me?” He chuckled.
“Come with me!” He jumped on his feet and made the same puppy face, which was his most ultimate weapon in luring people out and making them to do what he wants.
“I’m not going anywhere with a creeper like you.” He stood up and went past the open-mouthed Thai boy. The door was opened and he left the bus.
Khun blinked his eyes and turned on his heel to chase the boy. He wasn’t very far away, when Khun reached him and tagged along half running. “Please, wait.”
“Why should I?” He fastened his pace.
“Because I had sex with you in my dream.” Khun couldn’t help but look stupid once again, when the boy stopped and looked at him. He looked confused and it was somewhat cute in Thai boy’s round eyes.
“Are you a perverted stalker?”
“No! I’m normal!” The taller boy sneered at Khun’s statement.
“Look, I have no time for this bullshit. Find someone, who likes dirty one night stands, okay?”
Khun’s jaw dropped when the man from his dreams caught a taxi and disappeared from his eyesight. “Did I really look like a perverted idiot?”. He slapped his forehead with his palm when he understood what he has done. “I did.” Then he glanced at his car and saw a policeman walking circles around it. “Oh shit.”
***
“I’m very sorry! I got into trouble on my way here.” Khun was apologizing to the principle of the academy as they were walking through the hall. He couldn’t reveal what really happened and how he bribed the policeman with his default puppy look and broken Korean on purpose. At least he didn’t get a fine.
“It’s okay, I understand you.” The principle was a middle aged woman and led the new teacher to the auditorium. “Students are still inside.” She opened the door and came in first, Khun followed her.
The auditorium was pretty huge, but there were something about forty students. “We’re a bit late, sorry.” She smiled. “I want to introduce you to your new music theory and piano teacher. He’s changing Mrs. Park, who’s on maternity leave. I think he will introduce himself better than me, so I’m leaving you. ” Khun bowed and she left the auditorium.
“Hi, my name is Nichkhun Buck Horvejkul. As the principle said, I will be teaching you music theory and piano lessons.” He could hear the girls whispering in excitement something about his cute accent. “Piano lessons are for those, who chose them individually. So, if you chose it, we’ll meet in private, the schedule is in the hall. Do you have any questions?”
A girl’s voice reached his ears. “Where are you from, teacher?”
“Thailand.” He smiled and the squealing from the girls’ side increased. “Does my accent bother you?”
Everyone giggled, but a familiar voice hit Khun’s ears. “No, teacher, the girls love it.”
“Aww, Chansung, stop that!” They chirped, but Khun didn’t care about them, because the sinister look Chansung was giving him made the young teacher gulp and wish for the floor to open up and suck him in.
This is bad. I’m in deep shit.