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After last night's fiasco, you couldn't sleep. Actually, you're glad they woke you up. When you were sleeping you were having a nightmare about that werewolf. The one you killed just to save yourself. Yes, it was kill or be killed. But...
So you're watching the snowfall through Yoongi's bedroom window. You let out a shuddering sigh, seeing your breath. It's cold, but...it's fine.
You try to shrug off any negative feelings, not wanting to completely break but it's hard to be all easy-peezy lemon squeezy. You reach up and scratch the scar on your neck, cause it's itchy. Whoever that random guy in the hotel was you have to thank him for stopping you from turning.
Against your will.
Unfortunately, you're not surprised one of them would snap, but you didn't expect it to be Hoseok. The sunshine. And to have Jimin save your life, you cringe when you can still feel his fingers piercing through your wound to heal you. You sigh, glancing to the floor then back to the window.
In the window's reflection, you can see Namjoon's white eyes glow as he leans down to your neck, his lips parted slightly. Panic, you turn to face him, slamming your palm against his forehead to shove him back.
"No!" your scream wavered in fear.
Namjoon blinks in surprise and watches your eyes tear up. His brain quickly pieced together what you are afraid of and he holds his hands up. "I wasn't going to change you," he states calmly. You hear groaning from Yoongi, making you both turn to him as he sits up, frowning. He glances at you two, rubbing his face.
"What's wrong Y/N? Did you see something?" he spoke, huskily. His sleep voice, if you weren't terrified you're pretty sure you would be turned on. 'Goddamn that beautiful voice of his,' you thought.
"No I just...panicked for a second," you explain. You went to him and place a kiss on his head, shocking them both. "Go back to sleep I'm fine I promise." You went back to the window as Yoongi touches his head, the spot where you kissed him.
Usually, they're the ones who make the first move. Yoongi lays back down with a big smile on his face. "You need to get some sleep too, it's two in the morning," Namjoon speaks.
"I would, but I can't. I can't sleep. I just...can't." You quietly leave the room, Namjoon following you to the kitchen. You make yourself a cup of coffee and even grab a blood bag from the fridge and handed it to him. "Thanks," he spoke, pouring it into a cup.
