My gay best friend. (Sope)

Chapter 7: Heather's realization. Epiphany of broken love.

Warnings: Nightmares, suffering from bullying in the  nightmares, past traumatic memories about bullying, discrimination, homophobia, homophobic dream, repressed character, sickness, fainting, hospital setting, fighting, misunderstanding, sex scene.
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Chapter 7: Heather's realization. Epiphany of broken  love.

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Yoongi had been asleep, his mind peaceful, he had temporarily forgotten his sufferings from last night. He felt so hot, his body was sweating and he just could feel something warm behind him, like a furnace.

He had remembered that peculiar sensation, it was as when he had slept with his best friend on the same bed. He had slept with him many nights, so he knew the feeling, Hoseok would have nightmares, bad days, anxiety and horrible last traumas involving his family abandonment, so Yoongi would calm him, by holding him and sleeping with him.

Hoseok had woken up in the middle of the night, the excessive sugar in his blood after all the food he ate for dinner, the caffeine, and all the junk food he had eaten that rested heavily on his full and upset stomach, had caused him nightmares on top of his belly discomfort.

His body temperature had risen, and for some reason he felt too uncomfortable everywhere, he had begun dreaming about the past, in his dreams the homophobes were bullying him yet again. The horrible names they called him, and the beatings he had received repeated again. His family had been insulting him, his friends, everyone dear to him hated him.

He screamed but no one came this time. In his dream Yoongi was also insulting him, laughing while standing there just watching while he was being bullied. "I was your friend because I pitied you! Who would truly want to be your friend? you are gay and disgusting!" Yoongi said inside his nightmare.

The dreams had changed, and all his current group of friends were also laughing at him, and calling him names. No one wanted to be his friend. He felt so alone and scared, again as a small child, being abandoned by everyone he knew.

He woke up scared, tears rolling down his cheeks, his body felt horrible, covered in cold sweats, he felt shivers running down his spine, he felt cold, like a cold void on his guts, and yet, his clothes were drenched in sweat, his body feeling warm and sticky.

He sat in bed, he felt his heart racing and beating somewhere on his throat, he could feel each heart beat on his temples, his throat and chest. His hands were shaking, he had tried to squeeze his plushies, but the fear wouldn't go away, the sensation of being alone and being hated still lingered.

He felt so wrong. As if everything was made of dreams, nothing seemed real, he was so confused and still sleepy, he didn't know what time it was, he didn't remember having gone to bed.

He felt and heard his stomach churning, his middle had produced a horrible sound, he held his middle, he felt sick, the frightening state he was currently in, causing uneasiness in his stomach. He hugged himself, and cried, his whines were quiet, he held his breath in, and tried not to make a sound. His stomach however was complaining without any mercy on him, each churn more sickening than the last.

He cried inconsolably, he now was freezing, the sweat made his tank top fabric stick to his back, and he felt the cold sweat covering his body. He had begun to shiver. He felt really sick.

He had tried to calm himself but in the end, he couldn't handle it. He took off his shirt and shorts, which  were soaked in sweat. He felt the air hitting his naked skin, and it was covered in goosebumps. He took Mr. Kitty then went  all the way to Yoongi's room as quickly as his weak trembling legs carried him.

He gently entered the room, he saw Yoongi was in bed peacefully sleeping, he went inside his bed covers, he went behind Yoongi, he held him from the back, and cried quietly some more, his sobbing was quiet and silent, but made his body tremble with the effort. He felt so scared, he hugged Yoongi tightly under the covers, until finally exhausted from crying so much, and feeling sick and scared, he fell asleep. His stomach remained acting up.