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Taehyung had a great life. He was living in a beautiful, big house and he had an amazing and loving husband who was earning so much that Taehyung didn’t have to work. Some might think that being home all day would become boring, but Taehyung didn’t mind. He actually loved taking care of the house, doing chores and cooking and making sure everything was in order, because that was the least he could do for his husband that was providing for both of them. They didn’t have children, but they had a dog, small chihuahua, that was keeping Taehyung company and that he often cuddled with in the evening when his husband had to stay late at work.
He managed to do a lot today, he did laundry, from putting it in the washing machine and drier, folding it and ironing what had to be ironed. He also cleaned both bathrooms in the house and he even managed to bake muffins and cook a nice dinner and he finished just when he heard his husband’s car pulling up on the driveway.
“Good evening, honey, how was your day?” he greeted with a wide smile when, few minutes later, his husband came to the kitchen that was next to their spacious living and dining room.
“Evening, darling,” his husband returned the smile and came to him, pecking his lips in greeting before he answered the question: “I had few exhausting meetings, but I am good now that I am with you.”
“You are always so cheesy,” Taehyung chuckled.
“And you love it.”
“I do,” he admitted.
“What are we having today?” his husband wondered, peeking over Taehyung’s shoulder to see what he prepared for tonight.
“Well, I usually cook Korean since we both like it, but you know I like switching it up sometimes, so I made pasta.”
“Oh, is it Carbonara? You know how much I love it!”
“You know it is,” Taehyung chuckled at his husband’s enthusiasm: “It is ready, I will just put it on plates, you go wash your hands and change from the working clothes.”
“You are so bossy,” his husband laughed, but he left the kitchen to do what Taehyung told him.
Taehyung smiled to himself. He really loved his life and he loved his husband. There was a five-year age gap between them, Taehyung was younger, but he didn’t mind, it was never an issue, they were getting along really well ever since they met. They have been married for two years now after two years of dating and Taehyung couldn’t truly be happier. He felt so blessed because his husband was always so good to him, they never fought, they were never mean to each other, they had that kind of relationship that everyone dreamt of. And on top of that, his husband was also very handsome, tall and strong and with a pretty face, and if that wasn’t already enough to make everyone envious, he was also great in bed.
Taehyung snapped from his daydreaming when he heard his husband come back downstairs since he went to their bedroom to change and so he grabbed the plates and carried them from the kitchen to the table that was right across from it. He already prepared something to drink, water and white wine, since they liked to open a bottle every now and then with their meals and finish it while watching a movie.
That was the case also that evening, they ate and then snuggled on the sofa in the living room and watched a romantic drama that Taehyung chose.
They concluded the night with slow and sensual love making in their bed before they fell asleep and just before it happened, Taehyung thought that it was yet another perfect day.
*
Everything was amazing, Taehyung had no reasons to complain about his life, and he thought he couldn’t be happier, but then something started happening, something very strange that made him feel guilty.
He started having strange dreams that he didn’t understand at all. It all started one night when his husband had to stay at work all night, so he went to bed alone and maybe that was the reason for the strange dream he had, maybe he was just missing his husband lying next to him.
He felt like he couldn’t breathe even when he gasped and tried to take in a deep breath. He nearly started to panic, but then he realized that he couldn’t breathe properly because his face was buried in a soft pillow.
He had no idea what made him gasp so suddenly, but then it happened again and he felt his fingers gripping silky bedsheets that were under him.
It was like his brain was too slow to know what was happening and it was slowly becoming clear. He felt heat at the pit of his stomach and then he felt something pushing so deep inside of him that it felt like it was reaching his core.
He raised his head and let out another gasp that was accompanied by involuntary moan and that was when he fully realized that there was something warm and firm inside his ass, moving in and out and stroking his sensitive walls.
He moaned again when he finally understood what was happening, it wasn’t anything unfamiliar, and for a moment he thought that his husband came back home and they started making love, but he was too tired and passed out for a while. But he didn’t remember it happening and even though his mind felt clouded, he could somehow tell that the cock that was moving inside him now wasn’t his husbands. It was different, it was bigger and thicker and it was pressing so impossibly deep and it was teasing his prostate incessantly.
He let out a whine that sounded foreign to his ears, he didn’t know that he was capable of making such a sound, it sounded so desperate and needy and he realized that his body felt like that too, it felt like it was on fire and he wanted to burn.
He suddenly felt a strong arm wrapping around his waist and his backside was raised and pressed against a pelvis and he dropped his head back on the pillow on his forehead, fingers gripping the soft bedsheets tighter when he felt a short shake wreak through his body.
His head started spinning when he suddenly felt warm, sturdy chest press against his back and then he felt a warm breath on his ear. He shivered and that feeling got stronger when he felt soft lips caressing his earlobe before a quiet, breathy voice said: “You are so needy today, baby.”
Taehyung felt a strange sensation run through him, not from the words, but from the voice that spoke them. It felt familiar yet foreign at the same time and he had no idea what to make of it. He was somehow sure that didn’t know this man that was continuing to fuck him from behind in just the perfect tempo, but at the same time he had this strange feeling that he knew him.
“Please, don’t stop,” he got out in a whimper before he could stop himself. It was like the words came out on their own accord without him really wanting to say them, like his brain just decided for him what to say, but when he felt the man starting to grind deeply into him, he couldn’t bring himself to care, because it just felt so good.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, angel,” the soft voice replied in his ear and Taehyung felt a pang in his chest upon hearing the pet name. Something about it just pulled at his heartstrings so hard it almost hurt.
“God, you feel so good, baby,” the man groaned and it was one of the most erotic sounds Taehyung’s ever heard.
“Please,” he whimpered again, not even sure what he was begging for, he just knew that he didn’t want the feelings that were running through him to stop.
He let out a loud moan and his body tensed when he felt a hand wrapping around his heavily hard cock that was hanging between his legs and just when it started stroking the shaft, the man behind him sped up until he was fucking him quickly and with purpose.
The orgasm that washed over Taehyung was powerful, his whole body was shaking and he was moaning and whining like he never has before and all that felt even more powerful when he heard that soft voice whisper praises in his ear.
He gasped when he felt the cock stopped moving inside him and then he felt something warm and sticky flooding him and that’s when he realized the man wasn’t wearing any condom.
Taehyung wanted to turn around so badly and take a look at the man, but he felt so pleasantly exhausted like his body was made of jelly. So he just closed his eyes, feeling small, dope smile playing on his lips.
Taehyung woke up with a gasp and it took him nearly a minute to recognize his surroundings and know that he was in his house and his bedroom and his bed. His husband’s side of the bed was still empty, which told him it must be the middle of the night.
His heart was pounding in his chest and he was breathing heavily as if he really just reached an orgasm.
But then he realized it didn’t happen just in his dreams, when he moved, he felt wetness in his pants and he grimaced when he realized that the front was stained with drying come.
For a moment he panicked and thought that it wasn’t a dream, but that it really happened, so he was expecting to feel lube and come in his ass, but it was completely dry and also tight, which was an indication that he didn’t just have sex.
He got up and headed to the bathroom, taking off the dirty pyjamas and washing his dick and then face.
He looked at himself in the mirror, unable to believe that he just had a wet dream, because that hasn’t happened since he was a teenager whose body was raging with hormones. And he knew that he shouldn’t feel guilty because he couldn’t control what he was dreaming about, but he couldn’t help it. He had an amazing husband that was giving him everything he wanted and needed and more, so it just seemed unfair for Taehyung to cheat on him even in his head.
But when he lay back in the bed in clean pyjamas few minutes later, he couldn’t shake off the strange feeling that the dream brought. It felt so powerful and so real, it felt like it really happened, maybe not in this life but another, and…part of him really wanted to dream about that man again and find out who he was.
*
He thought that the strange erotic dream was just a one-time thing, but he started having similar strange dreams. It wasn’t every night, but once in few days, usually when his husband was sleeping next to him, he went to the dreamland where the stranger was.
Most of the dreams were consisting of sex or kissing, there were never normal situations when he’d talk to the man from the dream and every time he tried to open his eyes or turn around and see the man, he woke up as if his brain didn’t want him to see the stranger.
But then one night he had a dream that was different from the others.
He was standing in some kind of laboratory, there were no windows and there was lots of furniture made from stainless steel. There were also some devices, most of them electronic, but he had no idea what their function was. It looked like he was in some kind of office where someone was creating these devices.
When he looked down, he noticed that he was standing in front of a table and his hands were holding components of a device that was lying there. Was he the one making those devices?
His hands started moving as if they knew what they were doing, it was like his brain wasn’t giving orders for him to work, it was just happening automatically as if he was in someone else’s body and not his own, as if he was just a silent observer trapped in a body of someone who clearly knew what they were doing.
He heard some noise behind him but he didn’t turn around as if he was too immersed in the activity and he was startled a little when suddenly two arms wrapped around his waist and a firm body pressed against his back. He had no idea how, but he knew it was the stranger that kept appearing in his dreams.
“Baby, don’t you think it is time to go home?” the soft voice that has become familiar asked quietly.
“I’m working on something,” Taehyung replied but it felt like those weren’t his words, once again, it felt like he just said it automatically.
“I can see that, but it is very late.”
“What time is it?”
“It’s nearly eleven, you have been here for fifteen hours. Did you even take a break to eat something?”
“I had a sandwich,” Taehyung replied. He didn’t remember eating a sandwich though, it must have happened before he got here in this body that he wasn’t even sure belonged to him.
“You should eat properly,” the man reprimanded him softly: “You have to take care of yourself, angel, I know you are very passionate about your work, but you won’t be able to do your job if you are gonna be exhausted and hungry.”
“I am fine, baby, really, don’t worry,” Taehyung replied with a chuckle in his voice. It wasn’t the first time he has called the stranger with a pet name in his dreams, but it always sounded so strange. It also sounded strange when the man called him pet names, which he has noticed was happening a lot, it felt strange because he liked it, it always made him feel warm on the inside.
“All I’m saying is that I barely get to see my husband these days, it hasn’t been that long since we returned from our honeymoon,” the stranger said.
Honeymoon? Husband? Taehyung was shocked by the revelation, eyes instinctively slipping to his hands and really, he saw a golden band on his finger that he hasn’t noticed before. Has it always been there in all his dreams or was this the first time?
“You work a lot too, you have nothing to blame me for, Mr. agent,” Taehyung replied again without consciously wanting to say it. Mr. agent? Was that some nickname or was it a position?
“I don’t blame you for anything, but I think it is time to go home, mm?”
“I guess I can finish it tomorrow,” Taehyung sighed, putting down the parts of the unfinished device and bringing hands to his eyes and rubbing them, realizing just how tired he actually felt and that his…husband was actually right, he was exhausted and hungry.
“We can stop for a take-out, it is not healthy to eat this late, but it is better than to go in bed with an empty stomach, I haven’t eaten anything for hours either,” the man suggested.
“That sounds great, let’s go,” Taehyung smiled and started turning around.
He held his breath, wondering if he was going to wake up again like usually but he was turning and turning and nothing was happening, so he became hopeful and his heart actually started beating faster in anticipation. Was he finally going to see the face of the man that has been appearing in his dreams for the past three weeks or so?
He ended up facing the man, but he instantly looked away due to the bright, white light that suddenly blinded him. He looked back at the stranger through his fingers, eyes watering, but instead of seeing a face, he only saw a bright light enveloping the man’s head, making it impossible to make out any features.
“Why is this happening?” he mumbled to himself.
“Come on, aren’t you gonna give me a kiss?” the man asked and Taehyung felt a hand on the small of his back pushing him closer to the other, but the light started getting brighter and he realized that the man’s voice sounded strangely far away.
The white light got almost unbearably bright and it enveloped the stranger and then the rest of the room and then also Taehyung.
And he woke up with a small gasp in his bed, with his husband lightly snoring next to him. He had no idea what just happened and what the bright light was since that hasn’t happened before. It was like something or someone was preventing him from seeing the man, but he didn’t understand why. He’s had countless dreams in his life, but his brain never tried to prevent him from seeing something or someone, so why was it happening now?
*
Taehyung continued living his life, which pretty much consisted of taking care of the house and his husband when he came home from work. He loved doing it, he was glad that he had free time and didn’t have to go to work like many other people, he was truly privileged that his husband was earning so much for them to live more than comfortably.
But the strange dreams continued and they were more frequent too, sometimes he had one when he was just taking an afternoon nap of the sofa in the living room and the more dreams he was having, the more questions he had, not only about the dreams and the strange man that was appearing in them and whose face he still hasn’t seen, but there were also new questions about his real life. But it was like something was forcing him not to think too much about his life because it seemed like every time he was awake and started having certain doubts, something distracted him and he forgot all about his previous thoughts.
The dreams he was having were of all kinds. Sometimes he had straight up wet dreams and he felt ashamed to admit it, but the sex he was having in those dreams was great. It felt like the man he was sleeping with knew exactly what to do and where to touch or kiss or push to make him come apart. But he also had dreams that were more romantic and some felt just random.
He remembered one dream where he was lying on a blanket on a field with beautiful view of mountains and forests and he was snuggled to the stranger. They weren’t even talking, they were just lying there and the man kissed the top of his head from time to time and Taehyung felt so good that he refused to try to look at him because he knew that if he did, the man would disappear in the bright white light as always. But he wanted to know his face and his name so badly, it was like somewhere deep down he knew answer to those questions, but they were slipping right through his fingers and he couldn’t grasp them.
Another dream that he remembered was when he was in a car, sitting in the passenger seat, looking out of the window at the illuminated streets of a big city while the car was filled with a soft music coming from the radio. He refused to look at the driver out of fear of waking up, so he just continued staring out of the window, smiling to himself when he heard the man singing quietly to the song. His voice was so nice and comforting, it was wrapping around Taehyung like the fluffiest blanket and he never wanted it to end.
He eventually always woke up, of course, always in his bad and next to his husband, sometimes with their dog snuggled to his side and it usually didn’t take long for the alarm to go off and wake his husband up for work. He usually got up and went to prepare breakfast and some lunch for his other half since that was the least he could do for him.
One day he was watching TV after lunch that he ate alone as usually. He felt pleasantly sleepy after the meal and before he knew it, he fell asleep and was teleported to the now familiar dreamland.
He was standing in a small kitchenette that looked too sterile to be part of any house and even though he has never been there, he figured that it was probably a kitchen attached to the laboratory in which he has appeared few times before. He was making himself a tea.
“Taehyung-ah, are you here?” someone suddenly called. That voice was unfamiliar, Taehyung knew it wasn’t the usual stranger with whom he has been spending weeks in his slumber, but somewhere inside on instinct he knew that this person was his colleague.
“In the kitchen, hyung!” he called back and as always, it felt like those words didn’t come out of his mouth.
“Did you finish the thing for me? I don’t wanna pressure you, but I really need to move on with my project.”
“It’s on the main worktable!”
“Oh, okay, found it!” the man yelled back: “You’re the best, Taehyung-ah, what would we do without you?”
“Lots of our great discoveries and missions wouldn’t be completed without me,” Taehyung replied back with a chuckle.
“That is very true,” the colleague replied: “Hey, did you hear? The new guy is here, Namjoonie is just giving him the tour of the building, I think they will come here soon too.”
“Oh, the new agent? Did you see him?”
“Just briefly, he’s young and inexperienced, but Namjoonie said that he looks very promising. And he doesn’t look bad either, he is pretty handsome and he is close to your age.”
“Hyung, I told you to stop hooking me up with people,” Taehyung retorted with mixture of annoyed and amused tone in the voice.
“I am trying to hook you up with people because you barely leave this lab, how else are you supposed to meet someone? I just want you to be happy, you know that,” the other man replied from the other room just when the electric kettle finally turned off and Taehyung grabbed it to pour the boiling water in the prepared mug with a teabag.
“I know, hyung, but I highly doubt that I am gonna fall in love at first sight with some random new agent,” Taehyung scoffed, taking the mug to go to the lab.
He was actually surprised when he saw a tall, handsome man standing there in white lab coat. What shocked him was the fact that he could actually see his face, although it seemed strangely blurry as if he suddenly needed glasses. He could still make out some features, he could tell that the man was very handsome, almost impossibly so, and he was smiling widely.
He didn’t know how, but he had this strange feeling that he knew the man. It was like he knew him in his past life or something.
The door to the lab suddenly opened and another man walked in. It was the same, his face was a little blurry, but Taehyung had a feeling like he knew him, not just shallowly as in seeing him somewhere before, he felt like he knew both of these men quite well, it felt like…they might have been his friends.
“Hi, Taehyung-ah, sorry to interrupt you, I know you don’t like it when you work, I just brought the newest addition to our team to look around so he knows where everything is,” the man that walked in said as he walked into the room and then stepped aside.
Taehyung’s heart started beating faster, which told him instantly who this new addition was and sure enough, he saw someone walk in but as always, his face was impossible to see due to the bright white light.
He was still staring as if he could see the man or some part of him could and he felt something squeezing at his chest. It was so strange and so powerful and he wished he could finally see that stranger that he was thinking about even when he was awake.
“Taehyung-ah, this is the new agent that is joining us,” the tall man that came with the stranger said: “Meet Jeon Jeongguk.”
“Jeon Jeongguk,” Taehyung got out in barely a whisper, heart speeding up even more as if that information was the most important thing. And it was important because for the first time since he started having those strange dreams, he heard the man’s name.
“It is nice to meet you, Dr. Kim, I have read a lot about the work you do for the company,” the man, Jeongguk, said and stepped closer and for a brief moment, Taehyung could suddenly see his face. It was just a flash, it lasted only a second, but he saw the glimpse of two big, dark eyes, nose, lips, sharp eyebrows and black hair. But before he could even properly store it in his memory, it was gone and the light started getting brighter and that meant only one thing.
He opened his eyes, for a moment blinded by the light from the TV since he left it turned on before he fell asleep.
He felt breathless as if he was running for a long time without a break, which was strange of course, since he never even got up from the sofa.
He turned to his back and stared at the ceiling and there were only two words on repeat in his mind over and over again.
Jeon Jeongguk.
After weeks of having those strange dreams, he finally knew the name of the man and it sounded so, so familiar, even though he was sure that he has never seen him before. But what about those two other people? That was the first time he saw anyone else than Jeongguk, and in their case, he was even able to see their faces, not well, but at least a little and he was absolutely sure that he knew them.
The dreams have been incredibly confusing already, but this one was probably the strangest one yet.
He has already figured out that the random scenes or wet dreams that he’s had weren’t in any chronological order, it was like they were just random glimpses of what he thought might be his past life or something. As crazy as it sounded, it was one of the possible explanations because he refused to believe that they were just normal dreams because they definitely weren’t. It wasn’t normal for anyone to dream of just one particular person all the time, dreams were usually much more random than that.
One of the reasons why he knew that the dreams weren’t chronological was that he started paying attention to his hands. He always glanced at them and sometimes he saw that there was the golden ring and sometimes there wasn’t, so he was convinced that some of those dreams must be from the time before the wedding and some were from after.
Today’s dream was special, not only because he got the glimpse of the man’s face and learned his name or because there were two other men as well. It was special because, somehow, he knew that this was the first time he met Jeon Jeongguk and their love story evolved from there.