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From:

nagi_schwarz

Any, any, alternate dimensions AU

From:

vonseal

The first time Dongmin ever traveled was the scariest moment of his life. He had been through a lab explosion once, and a containment leak at another date, but nothing at all could compare to the fear he felt when he traveled to another reality.

“Speak to no one,” one of his fellow researchers warned him, a young man by the name of Minhyuk. He had helped Dongmin into a space suit that would hopefully keep out whatever elements Dongmin might encounter – though they were able to determine the gravitational pull of this planet (another Mars), what the weather was (calm), oxygen levels (normal) and general habitability (sufficient), they were still not certain what it was they were up against. No one had ever traveled through realities before. Dongmin would be the first. And he knew, when he came home in three minutes time, there would be a slew of reporters waiting for him.

“Merely observe what you are able to, take photos if you can, and allow your device to record more data for us,” another scientist chimed in, manning her spot at some computers that could monitor Dongmin’s suit.

“Right,” Dongmin muttered, staring at his holographic phone. All he had to do was press the button to travel – the coordinates were already entered prior to him even donning the suit. He would be traversed into some unknown reality and he would have to leave all that he loved behind.

He would have to leave Myungjun behind.

In a sudden burst of uncertainty, he asked Minhyuk, “If…if I die or don’t come back–”

“Don’t even think like that,” Minhyuk snapped. “We’ve all researched this reality and it is perfectly safe. At most, you might be a bit winded from the travel – but you’ve taken the medications, correct?”

There were a slew of pills and concoctions Dongmin had to swallow the night before, to ensure his body was in prime shape for the extensive travel. If he did not take these correctly, then he could fall unconscious.

He nodded his head. “Yeah. I took them.”

“Then you’re fine.” Minhyuk did a once-over of Dongmin’s suit and then stepped back. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Dongmin hesitated. He had said his goodbyes to his family already. His mother, bless her, had sobbed violently, even as Dongmin assured her he would be gone from their reality for a mere three minutes. His little brother, on the other side of Mars, had taken the trip back home to eat dinner with them all. And Myungjun, skilled with hiding his emotions due to his experience as a world-renowned singer, had beamed and told him, “You’ll see so many cool things – tell me everything!”

But that had been it from Myungjun. Dongmin had tried to express his fears, but Myungjun brushed everything off with a shake of his head and a few kisses. Myungjun had seemed so nonchalant about it all. In fact, he sent Dongmin off with a kiss to his cheek and a little, “Good luck at work today!” as if it was all just another day.

Did Myungjun care? Or was he just so used to acting on stage, playing up his persona, that he didn’t want to show that care?

Dongmin knew he had to push it all out of his mind. He had done research on interdimensional travel for years now. He had put everything he could into his work. He had created a device that had already been tested on inanimate objects, and then (illegally, as animal rights were rampant) on a bird that came back without nary a scratch. Hell, if a bird was fine, then Dongmin, with all the human instincts and intelligence the world had to offer him, would fare so much better.

He reached out a hand to press the button, but then noticed an incoming call from Myungjun.
Minhyuk shook his head. “No,” he ordered. “We’re on a slight time crunch.”

“Yeah, but…it’s my husband.”
“It’s three minutes,” Minhyuk assured him. “You can call him back.”

Dongmin supposed that was true, but he still felt a pang of fear and regret course through him as the call went unanswered.

“Now,” Minhyuk said, “Go.”

He would be fine. Myungjun would be fine to wait. Everything would be fine. He took a deep breath, knowing this is what he had worked for his entire life, and then pressed the button.

In a second, he was standing in the middle of what looked to be a field, though the grass was definitely artificial and the sky was past a large dome. It was reminiscent of his own world, of the Mars where he lived. He had been sent to a world that bordered his own as closely as possible, to minimize the effects of the travel, and he had also been sent as far away from civilization as possible, to minimize the consequences.

He ignored the missed call from Myungjun and began to take pictures and record as much data as he could in three minutes. No humans from this reality appeared. No animals appeared. He was alone and snapping as many pictures as he was able to.

Three minutes was up, and he re-appeared in his lab, Minhyuk standing in front of him with a joyous expression.

“You did it!” he exclaimed. “How was it? Tell me everything.”

And so he did. He sat with his scientists and exported his data and images. He helped them to compile more information about that specific reality. Hours passed and then, when he could take it no more, he stood from his seat and gathered his supplies.

“I’m going home,” he muttered. “We’ll reconvene tomorrow.”

They let him go, if only because they believed the travel had likely been exhausting, but Dongmin could only think of what awaited him in his reality, of the Myungjun that he loved so much and had ignored for his own, selfish, scientific pursuits. He pushed his way past the journalists who wanted to know more, and then he was free from the constraints of his job.

When he rounded his corner to get to the subway, he noticed Myungjun standing nearby.

“Myungjun!” he exclaimed, and Myungjun took one look at him before hurrying forward and gathering him in a tight, intimate embrace.

“Junnie?” Dongmin asked, Myungjun’s nickname falling so easily from his lips. “Is…everything alright?”

“I was so scared!” Myungjun sobbed out, and Dongmin was shocked to realize he was crying. “Y-You didn’t answer me – I called Minhyuk, and he said y-you were fine, but I just–”

“I’m so sorry,” Dongmin murmured, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. “They told me not to, and then when I returned it was…we had so much data and I didn’t get a moment to myself.”

Myungjun cried for a minute, maybe two, and then drew back with a loud sniff. His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were splotchy and red, but he still managed to give Dongmin a small smile.

“Was…was it neat?”

“A bit underwhelming, honestly. But, Junnie, I am so sorry – I thought you were okay with this.”

“I was,” Myungjun responded, and then he choked out a bit of a laugh. “I mean, I thought I was. I forced myself to be. I didn’t want to burden you – I knew you were scared. But then I was at home just staring at the clock and I realized that I might never see you again if something were to go wrong. I lost it. I called you and then I called your coworkers and Minhyuk – he was nice, he texted me when you were beamed into another existence–”

“When I traveled?”

“Traveling is going to visit your mom, it isn’t as extensive as crossing into a whole other reality,” Myungjun argued, and Dongmin was glad that he sounded a bit more like himself.

“Regardless, I should have answered the phone,” Dongmin told him, and then he kissed on top of Myungjun’s pretty, blond hair. “And…did you bleach your hair again?”

“Yeah. Upcoming tour and all.” Myungjun sighed. “I wish I didn’t have to leave. Are they sending you to other–”

“A few of us will be going to a few places,” Dongmin confirmed. “But you have to go. Just…I’ll answer you when you call. Or I can call you right before I travel and right when I return, just so you know I’m safe.”

Myungjun nodded his head. “So…you didn’t catch any weird alien illnesses, did you?”

“Aliens don’t exist.”

“You believe in traveling through different realities but not aliens?”

Dongmin smiled. “Well…we can prove that different realities are real, as I’ve seen one, but aliens?”

“Oh, come on! Aliens totally exist!”

“I’m not convinced.”

“Do you not think there is another universe out there in which humans might have abandoned their home long, long ago and live on some other planet and have no contact with the planet they abandoned? Wouldn’t they be aliens, then?”

Well, that was as solid of an argument as Dongmin had ever heard, so he shrugged and said, “Aliens might exist.”

“I’ll take it,” Myungjun said, and he kissed Dongmin again. “Now, take me home and tell me all about what you saw.”

“It was three minutes of standing in a boring field.”

“Make stuff up. I wanna be entertained. My face hurts from crying, so you have to do whatever I want tonight.”

Dongmin was fine with that. And he realized that no matter what reality he visited, no matter how grand it might be, his home would always be here, with Myungjun by his side.

From:

nagi_schwarz

Thank you so much for this fill! I was so excited for Dongmin and then it was so underwhelming lol. But poor Myungjun! He tried to be strong and it was very sweet. The way Dongmin reassured him was so warm and gentle. And then Myungjun asking to be entertained was just so him.