"Jungkook?" I called out to the void, "where are you?"

There was no answer—my voice only echoes throughout the darkness.

"Kook?" I yelled again, "Jeon Jungkook, where are you?!"

I was about to give up when someone tapped me in the shoulder.

I screamed, tripping myself in the progress.

I heard a voice in the darkness, chuckling, calling out to me too. "Eunbi. I don't have much time. Stand up."

I stood, brushing off the dust from my shirt. "How are we in the same dream?"

"I don't know...maybe it's because we're bound to each other?"

I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest. "That doesn't make any sense."

"I know, but please listen, Eunbi." The voice turns serious. "Please. Please... don't forget me, okay? Help me remember the past."

"Are you in danger or something? That is really scary, Jeon."

The voice—Jungkook—only snorted. "No. Like what you said, this is a dream."

"Well, f*ck you too."

Jungkook 'tsked', "Just do it for me, okay Eunbi?"

I sighed, forcing myself to relent. "Fine."

Even if I couldn't see anything, I could feel Jungkook smiling. "You're the best, Eunbi!"

I chuckled, "I know."

Tossing the blanket away, I gasped for air, sweat trickling down my face.

What a weird dream...

"I’ll meet you in my dreams."