Summary: This is the finale of the Lost mini fic series! For those who wanted to view the other parts, click these: Lost 1.Lost 2.Lost 3.
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Spoiler alert to each character endings, everyone!
Your head hurts.
You woke up from your slumber with a mind crashing pain
throbbing inside your head. You gripped your sheets badly as you massaged your
temple and shutting your eyes, hoping to ease the pain.
You’ve been dreaming.
It’s a man. You couldn’t see his face but you can feel his
warmth. Your heart flutters whenever you see his smile and whenever you notices
him looking at you. It has been happening a lot lately on your dreams. You
couldn’t make out who it is. But you do know you feel something for that man.
His face isn’t clear and whenever he speaks you couldn’t hear anything. He
makes your heart flutter and rejoice in ultimate happiness. Seeing him smile
makes you 10x happier.
It has been the same dream over the years. It comes at times
you didn’t expect it to. Little by little… you can only dream of small scenes
from the two of you. You’ve had nothing but an empty slumber before. You
strangely feel full whenever this dream comes to you.
Who is he?
“MC?” you heard a soft knock on your door then someone
“My head hurts… so bad.” You tried to muster up the words
while gripping, now with both of your hands, the places where it hurts the most
in your head.
“It’s time for your medicine. You should drink it. It’ll
help.” He spoke again, sitting on your bedside and lifting your chin up. You
couldn’t look at him properly because of the pain. You need to focus on the
pain. It hurts badly. It’s been getting worst lately.
“Come on. It’ll make you happy… you’ll feel less of the
pain.” He spoke, ever so gentle. You loved that voice of his. It has been
what’s guiding you for the past years. It has been your light. He helped you in
those times you only felt grieve and sadness. You couldn’t remember who you
are. He helped you.
He made you remember. He’s your savior. He told you he’s
your partner. You will be happy by staying with him. Your past didn’t matter.
You just need to stay with him and it’ll be fine.
You nodded, receiving the tablet he gave you. You drank it
along with the water he brought. In a few minutes, the pain subsided. You felt
drowsy. You laid down again, him guiding your head back on the soft pillow just
as he softly caressed your face.
“Remember… you only need me. Stay with me. Here in Magenta…
you’ll always be happy.” Those were the last words you heard before you drifted
on your slumber.
I’ll be happy with
him. I only need Magenta.
“I came as soon as I received the text.” I lifted my gaze up
on the silver-haired man who came into the meeting room just as he removed his
sunglasses. “Gahhh! I couldn’t even go out without anyone knowing who I am!”
“Who wouldn’t? You’re famous now, Zen. You’ve got your
beautiful face on every corner of the streets in this city.” You heard Ms. Kang
compliment Zen. Some things does not change over the years.
“Awe! I do know I have the face that surpasses Zeus’
immortality. But gee, thanks Jaehee!” I rolled my eyes at this. Here we go
“You’ll grow old. You’ll get ugly. You’ll die.” I butted in
and I immediately felt Zen’s glare on me. I shrugged, tapping the wooden desk.
It’s the truth. Why would I lie? I was told not to lie…
“Shut up. Nothing ever comes good out of your mouth.” The
lovely thing about teasing Zen is that he’s so hot-headed you just want to piss
him off more and more.
“Jeez! We’re only going to see each other now and you’re
fighting again? Don’t you two ever grow old?” the door creaked open and another
one arrived—Yoosung. He’s still in his hospital gown. “I came here as soon as I
received the text too! Ahh, I needed to close the hospital early so this better
be important.” He walked over to my side and pulled an office chair and sat on
“We’re waiting for two more…” I said as I leaned in to the
table with both of my hands under my chin. “Ms. Kang, are you sure they
received the urgent notice?”
“Yes, I made sure of it. This is an important matter after
all.” Ms. Kang went over to the laptop and clicked a few buttons. In a few
moments, the projector came to life. “We do need Seven’s partake in this. I
asked for his help to re-hack the deleted files after all.”
“Re-hack? Deleted files? What the hell are you two talking
about?” Zen, who has been fixing his hair finally took interest and sat down on
one of the swivel chairs inside the room. “What in the world is this about,
Trust Fund Jerk?”
“It seemed to me that you grew fonder of me over the years.
You couldn’t still let go of your pet names for myself.” I smirked. He glared
at me once more. Ah, the pleasure of making Zen mad is by rubbing it in his
“What the hell, dude?” His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at
me. I laughed. This is a good stress reliever. “You’re gross!”
“Zen didn’t grow up, did he? And Jumin too…” I heard Yoosung
laughed on his end. “They’re still at it just like before…” Honestly, I’m
relieved that nothing has changed over the years.
“It seems that Mr. Han is ultimately fond of seeing Zen’s
mad face. I couldn’t blame him. His face is a depiction of perfection.” Ms.
Kang said, fiddling on the gadget in front of her.
You would not be allowed to speak or to laugh for six years, and in that time you would have to sew together six little shirts from asters for us. And if a single word were to come from your mouth, all your work would be lost. // 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
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