Disney: Gone Wrong || OT7 ✓

10: The Dawn of Hope

After the chaotic encounter with Maleficent and their harrowing escape, the group stumbled back into Y/n's apartment, thoroughly drained yet somehow wired with adrenaline. The first thing that caught their attention was an unexpected but highly welcome sight: a large pizza box sitting innocently on the coffee table, still warm and emanating an aroma that made everyone's stomachs rumble in unison.

Y/n blinked at the pizza box as if it had materialized out of thin air, which, given their recent experiences, was not entirely out of the realm of possibility. "Uh... did someone order pizza while we were, you know, battling evil and whatnot?"

Jungkook rubbed the back of his head, squinting at the box. "If someone did, they've got really good timing. I mean, a post-battle pizza? It's like the universe is trying to make up for almost getting us killed."

Jimin's eyes lit up as he approached the pizza, but he paused, a look of suspicion crossing his face. "Are we sure this isn't some kind of trap? Like, maybe Maleficent left it as a parting gift and it's cursed or something."

Hoseok laughed, slapping Jimin on the back. "Relax, Jiminnie. If it's a cursed pizza, at least we'll die happy and full. Besides, I don't think the TV's out to get us... yet."

Taehyung, already in the process of lifting the lid, peered inside at the perfectly baked pizza. "You know, at this point, magic pizza wouldn't even be that weird. But if this thing turns us into toads or something, at least we'll be well-fed toads."

Y/n, deciding she was too tired to care if the pizza was cursed, plopped down onto the couch and grabbed a slice. "Well, I'm starving, and I think we've all earned a few carbs after today's madness. I'll take my chances."

The others quickly followed suit, each taking a slice of the still-steaming pizza. Simba, having shaken off the effects of Maleficent's spell, padded over to the table, his nose twitching as he caught a whiff of the cheesy goodness.

The lion let out a low rumble that sounded a lot like, "Is there extra cheese?"

The group, now gathered around the coffee table in a circle of exhaustion and relief, fell silent as they devoured their pizza, each bite a small comfort in the aftermath of their ordeal. The earlier tension seemed to melt away with each cheesy, gooey mouthful, and for a few blissful minutes, the apartment was filled with nothing but the sound of satisfied munching.

"So," Namjoon began after swallowing a particularly large bite, "What's the plan now? I mean, besides finishing this pizza and maybe figuring out how to stop any more Disney villains from popping out of the TV?"

"We should definitely strategize," Y/n agreed between bites, though her tone was more focused on enjoying her pizza than on formulating battle plans. "But honestly? Right now, I could really use a nap."

"A nap sounds like the best strategy we've had all day," Yoongi mumbled, already curling up on the floor with a cushion. "Wake me up if Maleficent shows up again, or if there's dessert."

"But... shouldn't we be doing something more proactive?" Jin asked, though his eyes betrayed his exhaustion as they flitted towards a plush armchair in the corner.

Hoseok, sipping on a cold beer he'd found in the fridge, shook his head with a grin. "After everything we've been through? I think our next move should definitely be to nap. We'll be more useful after we've had some rest."

"Simba agrees," the lion rumbled, already settled in the corner with a pizza box. His massive paws curled around the box protectively as he lay down, eyeing the remaining slices with a possessive glint. "Naps are an essential part of any good plan."

"Who are we to argue with a lion?" Jungkook shrugged as he stacked the empty pizza boxes in the corner. "Besides, we've got all the time in the world to figure things out... unless, of course, another villain decides to drop in during our nap."

Y/n chuckled, pulling a blanket over herself as she curled up on the couch. "Just don't snore too loudly, everyone. We need to stay somewhat alert in case the TV tries to throw another villain our way."

One by one, the group began settling into various napping positions around the room. Hoseok stretched out on the rug, using one of the couch cushions as a pillow, while Namjoon found a spot against the wall where he could lean back and close his eyes. Jin eventually gave in to temptation and sank into the armchair with a contented sigh, his legs dangling over one side as he drifted off.

Yoongi, already half-asleep, shifted slightly and mumbled something about needing a soft pillow before his breathing evened out into the steady rhythm of sleep. Simba's deep purring filled the room like a soothing lullaby as he closed his eyes, his tail twitching slightly as he drifted off.

Taehyung, who had been lingering by the coffee table, finally took a seat beside Y/n on the couch. He was still wearing that thoughtful expression, the one that hinted at a thousand things going on behind his calm demeanor. But instead of voicing whatever was on his mind, he simply leaned back and closed his eyes, his presence a comforting weight at Y/n's side.

Jungkook, the last one still moving, took a moment to glance at the TV, which was now dark and silent. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease, but the warmth of the apartment and the shared sense of safety lulled him into a sense of calm. "Well, if the TV starts acting up, we'll deal with it then," he muttered to himself before finding a spot on the floor to lie down.

Within minutes, the room was quiet except for the gentle breathing of the group, the earlier chaos a distant memory. Y/n, nestled comfortably under her blanket, couldn't help but smile as she drifted off, thinking that if this was what saving the world was going to be like, she could definitely get used to it.

She was on the edge of sleep when she felt Taehyung's hand brush against hers. It was a small gesture, almost accidental, but it brought a warmth to her chest that she hadn't realized she needed. His hand rested near hers, close enough that she could feel the faint heat from his skin.

Y/n's last thought before sleep claimed her was that she wasn't alone in this. Whatever challenges lay ahead—whether they involved more Disney villains, cursed pizzas, or anything else—she had a team with her. A team that could somehow make even the most ridiculous situations feel like a strange, wonderful adventure.

As Y/n and the others fell into a peaceful slumber, the TV in the corner flickered ominously, its screen flashing briefly with images of places and characters that seemed all too familiar. But for now, it remained quiet, and the group remained blissfully unaware of the potential chaos still lurking just beyond the screen.

Hours passed in peaceful silence, the group's collective exhaustion keeping them deep in sleep. Outside, the city went on with its usual hustle and bustle, unaware of the magical and strange events that had taken place just beyond its ordinary streets. The sun dipped below the horizon, and the apartment was bathed in the soft glow of the city lights filtering through the windows.

Eventually, it was Y/n who stirred first, blinking groggily as she tried to orient herself. The warmth of the blanket, the comfort of the couch, and the soft snores of her companions around her made it difficult to fully wake up. She shifted slightly, careful not to disturb Taehyung, who was still fast asleep beside her.

For a moment, Y/n considered going back to sleep, but the memory of the flickering TV screen nagged at the back of her mind. She glanced over at it, half-expecting to see something ominous, but the screen remained dark. With a sigh, she settled back against the couch, telling herself that they would deal with whatever came next after a few more hours of sleep.

But as Y/n's eyes drifted shut once more, a soft humming sound filled the room, barely audible but persistent enough to draw her attention. She frowned, sitting up slightly as she tried to pinpoint the source of the noise.

The others began to stir as well, groaning softly as they woke from their naps. Yoongi was the first to speak, his voice groggy but tinged with curiosity. "What is that noise?"

Jungkook sat up, rubbing his eyes as he looked around the room. "I thought it was just in my dream, but it's real, isn't it?"

Namjoon, ever the problem solver, was already on his feet, scanning the room for anything out of place. His gaze landed on the TV, which was now glowing faintly, the screen displaying a soft, pulsating light. "I think it's coming from the TV," he said, his voice cautious.