Sweet Dreams

*Baekhyun's POV*

It was the time when Siruv had just said goodnight to me. Yes he does that ever since the day I came here my mornings begin with his good mornings and my nights end with his good nights.

I had just settled down in 'bed' and closed my eyes as the lights in my 'room' were dimmed to none. My eyes closed and I almost instantly fell asleep.

Little did I know,this nights sleep will unlock a lock from my past.

My dreams started just as normal,

Nowadays I've been seeing a little me so often that when I saw him that night,I wasn't even fazed.

That night 'Baby me' was playing in his play pen,just the normal routine a child plays. For some reason I looked very...hmm how do you describe it yes! Sad

Instead of looking around in my play pen and playing with the ever so expensive toys I just gazed around the room in hopes of seeing a particular someone.

Suddenly I hear a whistle  not just any whistle but a very harmonious,beautiful bird like whistle.
I look around and see a beautiful angelic face peeking out from the door. Just laughing as she notices me

She comes in ever so gracefully and crouches down to my level and picks me up. "Byunbae ah~ did you miss me?" She asks softly and kisses my cheek to which I squeal in delight.

Next I see her holding a book,and sitting in the floor with me as she read me a story.

"ByunBae ah~ what does the cat say?" She asks
Wearing funny little cat whiskers. "Meowwwww~" we both say together and start laughing.

Time passed and I saw myself running around in the garden  but I was not alone. My parents being busy never had time for me. Maybe that's also the reason I was an only child.

"ByunBae!! Look here" The pretty girl says to me as I turn and see her holding a ball and dancing around goofily

That's how we spent that day

15th December 1994

Remembering that day made me realize one thing. This all was real. She was real. Her existence was real.

But dreams fly just like time and now she let me sneak out at night just so that I could play in the snow. Her dancing around and us having a snowball fight felt so good and real

I removed her being a ballerina. But why can't I remember her name.

Ung. Ung. Something Ung.

I even remember to this day. My first word like any other child was not Umma or Appa nor was it a fun word like Pikachu or Iron man.

Rather it was

Ballelina

I remember her my Umma taking me to one of her plays,she was a ballerina. Ever so graceful,so beautiful,so pretty,so charming

I remember cheering for her from the crowd.

She's my childhoods beat memory. She and I would often talk  about her two loves.

She always told me that she had Only two reasons why she lived.

One was her doodler,her boyfriend,her first love and the other was me me little ByunBae.

She often took my pictures. Telling me to smile ever so beautifully that I just couldn't help but smile

I didn't once share anything in my life,that's a fact.

But I always shared with her.

I remember once in Halloween I wasn't allowed to go trick or treating. So she did the best thing I could ever ask for.

She dressed up as a pirate and stood On top  of my staircase.

"Hello little Pirate are you ready to go on an adventure?" She asked

And that night. All what we did was eat candy and play pirate. And after I fell asleep. I felt her gingerly kissing my forehead whispering 'My little ByunBae'

She was with me until I started elementary school. She was in charge of my studies as well. She would wear these googly glasses and tie her hair back. And once.

I was feeling so low that she threw away her glasses opened up bed hair and asked. 'Who wants to play hide and seek?!"

She was delicate and sensitive just like a rose. A white rose.

She even dressed up as one for me.

I remember the shock on her face when I showed her my first backflip.

But I just can't forget how she cried happy tears when I made her that card in Mother's Day. Saying

'I love you Umma!'

She was my Ballelina,my inspiration,my first love. My Ungyeon. But she was gone. Forever one day.

So suddenly as if the earth had swallowed her up.

But the night she was gone. She came into my dream. Looking so scared and vulnerable.

She came to say her last goodbye and told me to take care of her doodler.

But then she changed too.

And came forward to me and did a sign

Just like the motion of a clock