It was 1:37am in your room. Dark room. You can't fall asleep as you were thinking about the new rookie group Red Velvet. You don't know why but you've been up all over all social medias lately too search up Red Velvet. You don't have a real bias cause duh all of them are goddess sent from heaven, but your Twitter timeline was full of Wendy Son today and she made you feel all fluttery inside. 

You continuously thinking about Wendy then suddenly everything went blank, but weird enough you were still awake. 

You start to feel different about the environment around you. It was a little bit warmer and more comfortable. 

This is not my room. 
You thought as you feel another presence next to you. 

Am I dreaming stupid again? 
You wish this is not the worst plot in your life. You then realized you were lying down on something soft. 

am I being ? 

You open your eyes slowly, it was darker then your room. The only light is in the corner of your eyes which was not bright enough, the light was almost covered by the person lying next to you. 

You felt your hand was touching something soft. Out of your mind, you start to move your hands up and down. 

Smooth. Wait what ? 

It was the person back. 

So I was ? 

You feel different feelings from the person. It was not a guy. it's a girl. You moved your left hand and place it on top of the person waist and you move your other hand too. Scared, but it feels so right. Now you're hugging the person from the back like you were spooning that person. 

You take a deep breath. 

One. 

Two. 

Three. 

The smell was something you would never smell before, but it was good. 

This is a dream, I know myself too well. 

You convince yourself that you were dreaming. It was too good to be a reality.  So you basically can do everything, it's your dream anyway. And strangely you have a good feeling about this dream.

Thinking about stuff that really doesn't matter makes you tired. Now you are fully hugging the person.

Thi