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It had been a long day for both thee and peach as they laid down on their bed, the exhaustion putting them to sleep really soon.
Kian pulled peach against him, big hands engulfing peach’s waist entirely, he nuzzled his face into his neck, the faint smell of peach soothing his senses automatically.
He started leaving kisses up peach’s neck following the trail of moles scattered over his body, from his neck to his jaw.
He kisses each one of them, claiming him, loving him.
Kian loved the moles scattered like a constellation of stars on his husband's body, peach was so pretty, all his.
He felt himself slowly falling asleep, his husband in his arms, everything he ever wanted.
His eyes opened as he found himself sitting on sand, hair longer and not styled to perfection like always, sitting there not in his usual three piece suit with no wrinkles on it, He was wearing just shorts with palm trees on it, a small necklace around his neck. He looked at his body, no tattoo on his chest to be found.
He looked around confused as he heard a voice coming from the front, he looked up and was left speechless,
A man who looked just like peach but younger emerged from the sea in front of him. The man didn't have long brown hair like peach did, a small smile on his face as he approached him.
He sat beside him, Kian didn't know what possessed him, it was like an instinct taking over his body as he reached forward softly placing kisses over the man's neck to his jaw, in the exact places peach has the moles scattered over his body..
The man giggled in front of him, softly shaking his head as he reached forward placing a kiss on his cheeks..
Kian woke up to the sound of peach softly calling his name,
“P’kian wake up its 9am, you have your meeting scheduled at 10am, mok has called four times already”
Kian, still in a state of confusion just softly nodded his head, reaching for peach, his husband just fondly smiled at him, shaking his head lightly as he moved forward, getting into kian’s arms like it’s a ritual, a habit.
Kian started planting soft kisses over peach’s moles like he did every other day but today it was weird, the dream had left him so confused about everything.
As if peach could read his mind, he moved a little away, slowly cupping kian’s cheek in his palms, “p’kian what's wrong are you okay? You look worried”
Kian quickly looked at him, a small smile appearing on his face, all his sharp features softening, his husband's worried voice pulling him out of his trance.
He pecked peach’s lips, “nothings wrong my lukpeach, i’ll go get ready for work okay”
Peach just softly smiled at him, “okay p’kian, i’ll go drop the kids to the school and head to work okay?”
Kian nodded his head, kissing peach on the head as he rushed to leave for work, texting mok to arrange everything for the meeting.
The day went by as usual, working, attending meetings.He checked up on peach from time to time as he always did. All the work made him forget all about the weird dream he had last night.
The night came around as him and peach settled on their bed again, he pulled peach closer to him, brushing their noses together. Peach tilted his head as Kian crashed their lips together.
They pulled back as peach looked up at him, his eyes shining like stars, his lips slicked and pink. He looked like he was meant to be worshipped, to be treasured.
Kian rested his forehead on peach’s forehead as they breathed in a rhythm, softly smiling at each other.
Peach rested his head on Kian’s chest as kian’s hands travelled to his waist pulling him against him.
They drifted to sleep, holding each other like they were one.
Kian’s eyes opened, he found himself on the beach again, same shorts hugging his waist, same necklace around his neck, the same man who looked like peach approaching him emerging from the sea in front of him.
The dream was the same as yesterday, the man sitting next to him as he pulled the man close to him leaving kisses over the same exact spots as peach’s moles.
Kian woke up to peach’s voice again, lightly shaking him to awakeness, with the same soft smile peach always had.
It had been a week since the same dream haunted kian, every night he had the same exact dream, every day he was woken up by peach with the same sweet smile as he placed kisses on all the moles scattered on his husband's body.
He went to sleep pulling peach close to him like everyday, ready to dream the same dream that has been haunting and confusing him for the past week.
He closed his eyes, kissing peach on his head as peach shifted closer to him, nuzzling into his chest. Slowly he felt himself drifting to sleep, his senses full of the faint peach scent.
His eyes opened, he was ready to see himself on the beach again, was ready to see the man who looked so much like his husband to approach him emerging from the sea again, ready to pull that man close to him and leave kisses on his body on the same exact spot as if it was instinct.
But as he looked around he saw the same man tied to a chair, saw himself standing around men with guns. Saw himself trying to save the man, saw himself getting shot on his back, the same spot he had a scar on…
Heard the spine chilling shout that ringed in his ears, “palm please don’t leave me, palm please” ringing in his ears as the man holding him kept chanting it like a prayer.
He heard sounds from the ambulance as he was rushed to the hospital, and remembers the tears rolling down the face of the man that looked like his husband.
He hears the man pleading and saying sorry to him over and over again, asking him to not let him go, asking him to stay.
He heard the sounds of the machines, he felt himself slowly drifting off, he remembers hearing the scream that tore from the man looking at him through the glass door.
Kian woke up with a gasp, tears flowing down his cheek, his body shaking as he looked around him.
He was on his bed, his eyes hurriedly looked beside him, when he saw his husband sleeping beside him, their kids between them, he finally took a breath of relief.
He softly placed kisses on the peach’s and the kids foreheads, the dream wrecking everything within him.
He doesn’t know whether it was just a dream or the past gnawing at him, but he knew one thing, he wouldn’t let go, he would never let him go.
He had his husband, a husband he loved like its worship, kids, a family.
Everything he wanted, everything he felt like he had promised to someone.
He went back to sleep, holding peach and the kids closer to him, his family, his life.
He woke up to peach’s voice calling him again, “p’kian wake up, the kids have an event in their school, we have to be there on time”.
Kian smiled softly at him, pulling him close to him, kissing him on his moles softly, brushing their noses together.
“I love you my lukpeach, please never leave p’kian”
Peach looked at him puzzled, a small smile on his lips, he moved forward placing a small kiss on kian’s nose.
“Peach would never let you go p’kian, i love you too”
Kian looked up at peach, in a way to tell him that he would never let anything separate them, never let this beautiful life be taken away from them. This life was theirs, to live and love.
And he would end the world before he had to let this go…..