Just a short little fanfiction I wrote, starring Saeran and Saeyoung Choi. I haven't wrote anything for Mystic Messenger in the past, but I have roleplayed a lot...So I decided to try my hand at it. I don't know how often or how many of these oneshots that I will post. We shall see...

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Falling...
I am falling...
Into an endless void, I go...
My mind is whirring, spinning. My thoughts are scattered, similar to the mess of scrambled eggs one might have for breakfast.
I can feel the sensation of falling endlessly, forever. My limbs flail, my stomach lurching up to my throat.
I open my eyes.
I am not falling.
I don't understand...
"Saeyoung," I hear a familiar voice call my name. I turn around, swiftly, on my heels. I take a long, deep breath through my nose, locking eyes with a splitting image of myself.
Saeran. My twin.
A black jacket hangs low on one of his shoulders, exposing the black tattoo on his shoulder, one that was of an eye. He wore his red tank top, just as he did in Mint Eye.
"It's your fault. You did this to me. You left me." Saeran spoke, his words laced with venom. His expression held nothing, but behind his eyes was a fire. It was nothing but calm, shaking wildly.
A shiver runs down my spine, my eyes widening.
He's right, I know. It is my fault. I left him behind. I abandoned him. I was the cause of his pain, and still am. Why does he put up with me?
I hurt him. I keep hurting him.
Saeran, why do you try to forgive me? I don't deserve it...
"I never forgave you. I never will." Saeran said, looking straight into my soul. The fire was still in his eyes, and I swear he read my thoughts.
Of course he never forgave me. It all makes sense now...How could he forgive me? It's simply impossible...
I am falling once again.
The floor collapsed underneath me just a second ago. It only registered in my head just now. I'm going to die. I know this, and yet it doesn't faze me.
The RFA will be better without me. Saeran will be better without me. The world will be a better place.
Saeran is laughing. It echoes hauntingly across the empty space, filling the void with nothing but an eerie sense of malice. It makes him seem like he's insane, or perhaps just a sadist. I don't know.
Whatever it is, it's my fault.

"Saeyoung."
I open my eyes once more. Arms are encircling me in a familiar embrace. It's Saeran. I realize this immediately, but can't understand why he's hugging me. It doesn't make logical sense considering the circumstances.
"It's my fault!" I say, my voice shrill as I choke on tears that I didn't realize were there. My breaths are quick, shaking as sobs wrack my entire frame.
"What are you saying?" He asks me, the soft hint of concern in his tone. That was a rare occurrence in itself. His usual aloofness was gone, along with any anger I'd normally see. He cares, instead, and I can't understand why. I can't grasp it, only blindly reach for it.
"You did nothing wrong, Saeyoung," he tells me, "Calm down..." His voice trails off as he continues hugging me.
"I left you." My voice sounds strained as I say this. I feel him tense up a bit before he relaxes again.
"That was a long time ago," he says, just above a whisper. It sounds reassuring, as it is meant to. "I'm over it. I forgave you, Saeyoung. Don't you remember? It's okay, so just forget about it.."
"But..I-I've ruined your life..! I-I'm always ruining everything...always causing p-problems.." my voice grew weaker, quieter.
"That's in the past. You saved my life. You fixed everything. Saeyoung, don't remind yourself of what was."
He pauses.

"It's not your fault."

My eyes widen, my cries slowing.
Yes, Saeran is right. This is the present. He already forgave me. Things are better now.
"Thank you, Saeran..." I respond, lingering in the hug for a few more brief moments.

It was only a nightmare from the past.