"Hoseok."
"Hoseok-ah. Seok, wake up."
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"AH! What? What is it?" He shot up at the sound of Yoongi's voice clutching his chest to soothe his rapidly beating heart.
"You were having a nightmare, turning in your sleep. Are you alright, my love?" Yoongi asked him with worry, a hand reaching towards his cheek.
Hoseok nodded, blinking away the blur in his vision. He peered around the room, gaze landing on the window. The sky was still dark, yet a glimpse of color had reached the far horizon line, signaling the sun had begun to rise.
His stomach dropped. "Yoongi. It's today. Yoongi don't go. We can't go." The sudden panic in his voice startled Yoongi.
"Go where? I'm here?" he pulled Hoseok closer, nearly on his lap.
"I mean out there. It's tomorrow- today- in a few hours isn't it? That we go to fight. We shouldn't, we can't. I have a bad feeling," Hoseok stumbled over his words.
Yoongi furrowed his brows and placed his hands on either side of Hoseok's face, grounding the wanderer back to earth. "Did you have a dream about this? Is that what's swaying your thoughts?"
"No I- I don't even remember it. But, Yoongi, think about it. This isn't the normal street fights and bandits on the road that we've- we've had to deal with. These are trained soldiers. Hundreds- thousands of them. We can't- we can't do this. Jungkook- Jimin. What am I thinking? We can't do this."
Yoongi was quiet.
"I mean... I mean ha..." Hoseok half-laughed in disbelief. "This is it. This is the war I tried so hard to not let happen. We're in it. We could die. Yoon- after all this we could fucking die- no I can't." Hoseok shook his head frantically.
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Ficción histórica--Completed-- Jung Hoseok comes back home to Korea with his girlfriend, Amy, after spending 3 years in America. After visiting an ancient sight open to the public, where Amy wanted to learn more of her Korean heritage, Hoseok discovers a more hands...