#º×  – th no more dream ・

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there are days jaemin thinks it’s useless. living as blindly as he does, he, much like everyone else, wants meaning in his life. the problem with it – at least for jaemin – was going out and finding it. he’s lived his life without it, well much of it, at least. so, now, to be looking for something that wouldn’t eventually find him  –  or be given, it was something he’s never had to do before. all his life, he’s been given more than enough, too much that he never needed to really ask for it. 

it’s why, when he decides to put a direction to his life, it feels weird.

it feels … wrong?

after years of living how he does, doing something out of the norm feels off. even is aunt had shown concern by how he’s been acting. trying new things, making things happen, it wasn’t like the jaemin she knew considering all he really ever did was live day by day, taking it whatever life gave him and making the most out of it. fingers tap against the side of his glass, condensation licking at the tips of his fingers. “hey,” he softly calls after the other ; eyes blindly looking away from one end of the room and to the other who sat beside him. “when did you realize you had a dream?” if namjoon had been going at it with his company for years  –  that must mean he has one, right? a dream, that is.