J-Hope Oneshots and Sickfics

Time to Sleep

Requested by @Sash

warning: descriptions of injury

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"Taehyung!"

Hoseok looked around him in a panic. That was Namjoon's voice. He sounded like he was somewhere outside. Outside?

Hoseok ran to the window to see. The sunlight hurt his eyes. He tried to shield his face with his hand, but the ground suddenly shook underneath him. It was strong enough to knock him off his feet. He landed on his side.

"Taehyung!"

Why was Namjoon's voice so clear?

The floor shook again. The shelf next to the wall rattled. It spilled its contents all over the floor. Hoseok screamed. A book whacked him on the face, effectively shutting him up.

He heard footsteps coming down the hallway. For a moment, he hoped that it was someone coming to rescue him. But to his dismay, the person didn't stop at his room and kept walking until their footsteps faded away.

There was another violent shake. The ceiling light fell with a crash. Hoseok blearily blinked his eyes open to see a large crack forming on the ceiling. Oh no.

He would've gotten up and started running towards wherever Namjoon was, but the shelf on the wall was loose now too. The pegs fastening it to the wall were useless. It started falling towards the floor - and Hoseok.

The last thing he saw was a heavy wooden bookshelf about to fall on his face.

"Taehyung!"

Crash.

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Hoseok woke up in a cold sweat. The dream had felt so real that he could almost feel his nose hurting.

He sat up, shaking and near tears. This nightmare had been bothering him for the past week and every single time, it had the same ending. Hoseok saw himself die on the floor every night.

Jimin was still sleeping soundly. Hoseok sniffed. He decided to get out of this room.

As quietly as he could, he slipped out of his room and went towards the kitchen. He turned on the dim light there and poured himself a glass of water.

It's okay. I'm safe.

He imagined himself lying on the kitchen floor with the refrigerator about to fall on him. Hoseok shivered. He finished his water in one gulp and went over to the living room.

He was wide awake now. He curled up on the couch and hugged himself tightly. It was okay, he kept telling himself. These nightmares would stop and he would be able to sleep properly one day.

He kept shaking. Worries swirled around in his mind. Hoseok didn't know what he was so worried about, but his body kept him on panic mode anyway.

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It happened the night after that too. Hoseok was thrown awake, sweating and shaking.

He was getting only about three hours of sleep every night. It was okay, he could function with coffee. That's what he had been doing.

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The next night.

"Taehyung!"

Hoseok looked around him in a panic. That was Namjoon's voice. He sounded like he was somewhere outside. Outside...?

Hoseok rolled over in his bed to muffle his sobs. The ending to the nightmare played in his mind. He saw his face get smashed with the bookshelf. In the dark, he eyed his shelf. It looked sturdy right now, but...