Far Away (BTS Hybrid Au)

Fears and Favors

Eun-Jae's pov

I woke up with a start, having the same nightmare that I've had the past few days. This nightmare was one that had haunted me for many, many months. It was the accident that my parents and I were in, the one that revolved around their deaths. I patted my chest, trying to calm myself down as my eyes landed on the clock. It read that it was three in the morning, which made me shake my head. I let out a small but quiet sigh, pulling my knees up to my chest as I sat up and leaned against the pillows. I looked over to my left, hoping that I hadn't woken up the sleeping panther and the sleeping tiger beside me. Jungkook was sleeping with Hoseok in his room, while Yoongi had come down here to sleep in Tae's room with me. For the past few days, I've been staying in Jin's room but started alternating with the boys' bedroom downstairs so they didn't feel that I was showing favoritism. Both of them were still sleeping, Tae was usually a heavy sleeper unless something happened in the house. I ran my fingers through my hair, which I had gotten Felix to cut for me. I wanted to call him, but I didn't want to risk him getting caught by our Uncle for coming over this late. I stared at Taehyung's face, just taking in how he cute he looked when he was asleep. He looked so peaceful, like he didn't have to worry about anything and that he felt safe. I didn't want that to ever to be ruined, he is just too much of a sweetheart to be locked up because he's different. My eyes moved over to Yoongi, who was curled up in his usual position facing me. He seemed just as peaceful as Taehyung, but I could tell that he wasn't having a nice dream with the way his eyebrows were scrunched up.

It's only been a few days since I last talked to Xiumin about what happened the day of the accident. I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling frustrated as a wave of exhaustion hit me. Since I've have been having these nightmares, I haven't been sleeping well. None of the boys know about the nightmares, because I just can't bring myself to tell them about it. And this wasn't the only nightmare I had been having, the second one was worse in so many more ways than that of the memory of my parent's death. My nightmare was about the boys, either being hunted down and taken away, especially Jimin and Yoongi. I had no clue if those scientists or the police were still looking for them and it scared me to death, thinking they could possibly be taken. And it wasn't just them, I was scared that my uncle would take them away from me. That he would do something to them, hurt them or possibly lock them up in a lab to be experimented on by crazy doctors. I didn't want that to happen, I didn't want Jimin and Yoongi to be put back in that lab they originally escaped from. I didn't want the others to get taken from me and suffer the same fate, which made me really upset. Since Tae was holding a pillow and Yoongi was basically dead to the world, I slowly crawled over his legs. I swung one leg over Yoongi's legs, holding myself up with pure upper body strength. I managed to get my foot on the floor, with that, I quickly swung the other over him. Since Hoseok was the lightest sleeper in the house, I quickly ran up the stairs and grabbed fresh clothes from my bedroom. I quickly rushed into the bathroom, taking a short shower and got dressed quickly. Without making a sound, I exited the bathroom and headed back into my room. I grabbed my phone, my charger, my hoodie, some of the adoption form papers that I needed to get done, my mini backpack and headed downstairs. I quickly grabbed my keys from the key ring, sliding my shoes on and unlocked the door as quietly as possible. When nobody got up, I sighed in relief and opened the front door. I slipped out the door, closing it quietly and locked it before high tailing it to my car. I drove off, a place in mind as I needed a favor from some people. I knew they wouldn't happy to find me gone when they woke up, with no note or text telling them where I went but this is something that I didn't want to tell them just yet. I wasn't ready to confess just how truly scared I was of losing them, that I had been having nightmares about the accident that took my parents' life and one of them being hunted down.

It took me an hour to reach his place but I still got there in a reasonable amount of time. When I pulled up to the house, I only slightly smiled seeing the crazy christmas decorations he put up. Knowing those two, most of this stuff has been dragged through the many christmases back in High school. I got out of the car, heading to the front door and knocked several times before it was unlocked and opened.