Sempiternal: • Savages • || BOOK 6#

14. Mental cloud

 "What do you have?"

"I don't... know..."

Yoongi blinks repeatedly, quizzical at having Hoseok in front of him, lying on the bed next to him. Hoseok smiles and brings his hand closer, caressing Yoongi's pale, tender face. The man kisses his palm, cradling the hand in his own chair and enjoying the affectionate touch.

"I think I was having a nightmare, a very long and wild one." comments Yoongi with annoyed and slightly ironic leave. Hoseok lets out a slight ummm and moves closer to him.

"Oh yeah, you want to tell me about that, we have a lot of morning off." He points out eloquently and Yoongi gives a grumble, snuggling into Hoseok.

"Truth be told, I don't feel like it. Let him stay being a fucking nightmare."

"How rude and grumpy to pick you up," says Hoseok. "Are you sure you ate well last night? Or that you got enough sleep?"

"You didn't let me sleep."

"Well, you sleep a lot. Maybe that's the problem. I took away two of your fifteen hours of daily sleep." teases Hoseok. He strokes his hair and Yoongi smiles faintly, half-hidden from the opposite.

Hoseok keeps talking, though Yoongi is not able to understand anything he speaks. He feels too hot and for the moment, he is not even in that room. The ceiling is not white, but brown with orange lighting.

But you are happy.

You are very happy here, aren't you?

You are comfortable.

You are content.

You are in good company...

Yoongi winks repeatedly and shakes his head a little.

"Huh? Does your head hurt?" asks Hoseok and Yoongi mumbles some refusal.

You are accompanied by someone you love dearly.

What more could you need?

"Al... pha..."

Jaesan smiles excitedly, hugging Yoongi tightly against him. He leaves him alone for a while after finishing, just side by side in bed watching each other in one of the many comings and goings of unconsciousness. Yoongi cannot see Jaesan. He cannot see this space. His head and body hurt so much that it is impossible to stay well.

And there is such a pungent smell that it starts to drive him crazy. So literally that he is not even aware of it.

~ * * * ~

"You know, you should avoid sleeping on the floor. So much for falling off the couch."

Taehyung stirs in his seat and beside him, standing with his hands on his hips, is Jin. The major judges him sternly and Taehyung grumbles, turning over and lying face down on the floor of the apartment. Jin taps his foot a couple of times and pretends to step on his back.

"I want to sleep." whines Taehyung and Jin squeezes him tighter.

"Then go do it on the bed. Not on the floor. Your back must be in agony."

"I just don't want to move." he whines again. Sounding as childish as possible. Something that comes out quite well to everyone's disgrace.

Jin exhales and shakes his head. He crouches down next to Taehyung and the younger boy pouts, watching his boyfriend.