My Witchy boyfriend!
A BTS Fantasy, Magical modern day Au, Sope as Sorcerers, fluff, romance, comedy, soft, every day life of two magical boys.
Pairing: Sope as romantically involved couple. Side couples vminkook and Namjin also romantically invol...
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In the middle of the night, inside an extravagant gypsy tent, Hoseok lay asleep with his head resting on Yoongi's broad chest, his boyfriend was deep in sleep, snoring slightly as he still had a slight cold, and he couldn't breathe correctly through his nose.
Hoseok was restless, his body was shivering slightly and he had been fidgeting on Yoongi's arms, even though he had been asleep for a while, his eyes kept moving inside his eyelids, and his hands would tight gripping Yoongi's clothes.
Small pearls of sweat began to form on his forehead, he had begun to groan slightly in fear. Even though the fragile and slender guy lay safe inside the tent. His mind was tormented, horrible nightmares making his body tremble. His mind was recreating images, Jungkook dying in the ritual, or worst, his grandfather dressed in a cape, conjuring the shadows, using his dark gift, but then the dream change it wasn't his grandfather any more, it was Taehyung the fortune teller, who had the eyes red as blood, horns on his head and two hooved goat legs emerging from his clothes, his laugh was cruel and cold. He had killed Yoongi, and Koo, who lay on the floor in a pool of blood, and Jimin was injured too, the fortune teller was disfigured and was going to kill Hoseok next, he felt something sharp colliding with his side, as Taehyung lifted a polished handled knife.
Hoseok suddenly woke up, his breath was quick, and his heart beating so fast, he thought he was about to be killed. He could feel the sharp object, he turned to look and saw Yoongi's belt had been sinking in his side painfully. He breathed more at ease realizing he had just been having terrifying nightmares.
He sat down, massaging the sore spot below his ribs, he could feel his back, head, and chest drenched in sweat, he turned to look in the dark room, he could see his boyfriend asleep, he seemed to be also having a bad sleep caused by his cold. On the other side of the room, Jimin was asleep, next to a pale Taehyung, the fortune teller, whose breath was peaceful, yet sounding tired, as he hadn't regained consciousness yet.
Hoseok knew Taehyung wasn't dangerous, nor evil, he knew his dream had been a product of his imagination, but he also knew, the horned and hoofed man wasn't, he had seen with his own eyes Tae had looked like an hybrid mythological pagan god, half human, half goat or deer, as a satyr or a faun. He had no doubt of what he had seen.
He still was shivering; he was afraid, the nightmare still hurting him, he closed his eyes and he could still see the dream, see Yoongi's cold and dead body, his dream kept repeating in his mind, and the cold laugh echoing through his mind. He opened his eyes crying and he lay there shivering, he didn't dare wake Yoongi, as he felt clumsy and stupid for having nightmares being an adult. But he couldn't stop the fear of losing the ones he loved the most.
Jimin had awoken some time ago, he noticed his Hyung and new friend, Hoseok, the inexpert wizard, had been sitting on the floor, next to his boyfriend. He wasn't sleeping, and his frame seemed to be shaking.
Jimin, even though he had been born in novelty, being a prince all his life, and raised to be king one day, he wasn't narcissist or selfish. His sufferings had shaped him into the kind gentle boy he was, even though he had developed thorns to protect himself, as the beautiful yet dangerous rose he was, he also was gentle, and warm hearted, his will was to help others, like a good king would do for his people.
