My Lullaby (Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star)

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

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Sleeping was for Bamgeut a habit as much as it was a hobby; he simply loved, adored sleeping. In fact, he can even call it a talent! Because he could sleep anywhere! The only issue would be falling, literally falling, asleep when he should not, and so, his body would sway and sway until he falls to the ground, laying down and snoring softly and dreaming of little bears and puppies running and playing around until they are fatigued and fall asleep just like him.

Tonight however, it was special; he could not sleep at all. He thinks that it is because of the scary movie he had watched with Dagonyang the day before. He did not have any nightmare, thankfully, yet he would toss around in his bed for no reason, lying on his right, lying on his left, on his back and on his tummy, but nothing had worked.

Bamgeut ends up sitting up on his very comfy bed, soft as cake, and warm, with lovely comforters and feather pillows, surrounded with plushies, it was the most comfortable bed in the world! And still, he could not find sleep.

Tonight was a night for miracles, it seemed.

Bamgeut, looks out of his open window; when he had put him to be around two hours earlier, Beomgyu had left the blinds open to let in the lovely and softly bright moonlight, and the sheer, baby blue curtains were flailing gently with the lulling breeze. Bamgeut admires the night sky, stars blinking and winking to him.

He wonders what was wrong with him tonight and feel sad about the idea of sleep not wanting him. He liked sleep so much. Kicking his small feet softly under the comforter, he hides his face in his hands.

Then, he smoothens his fluffy fur, pats his cheeks, and pushes the comforter off his lap before bouncing off his bed. He walks to the window and folds his arms on the windowsill, rests his cheek on them, and gets lost in the beautiful starry sky. His eyelids start to flutter, and a slow, small smile stretches on his lips.

Unfortunately, as soon as his eyes close, he feels awake again.

Frowning, Bamgeut pushes himself away from the windowsill and walks around the room. He stops by his nightstand and takes the cute music box decorating it; it was a pink and golden Ferris wheel with little bears riding the wagons, that Beomgyu had gifted him on his first birthday. When Bamgeut turns the golden, little key sticking out of the Ferris wheel's hub, then lets it go after a few turns, the melody begins as the wheel starts to turn. A soft, happy smile blooms on his lips, and Bamgeut bobs his head gently to the music. His eyelids begin to flutter again after some seconds, but when the music stops, and his eyes are fully shut, sleep leaves him again.

Saddened yet again, Bamgeut leaves the pretty music box on the nightstand, and tries to close the blinds and the curtains, until his room plunges in full darkness, and slowly, the ceiling of the bedroom is illuminated by baby pink, white, blue and green glowing stars, luminous stickers Beomgyu had set for him the day he had finished setting up his bedroom for him.

Bamgeut trots cutely back to his bed, yet instead of lying on it, he takes his comforter in his arms, it being so big it covers his whole head.

"Wooooh...!" Bamgeut exclaims softly, and trips on the end of the comforter before falling to the ground.

He gets untangled in the soft and fluffy fabric, and battles his way out of it. Bamgeut sneezes, all cute and tiny, as soon as his head pops out of the comforter.

Carefully, he stands up again and fetches two of his pillows, one which his own head that he generally hugs, and the other a standard, baby pink, cotton pillow that he generally rests his head on. Then, he sets up his comforter on the carpeted floor and pats his pillows twice before throwing himself on everything.