What never should've happened.

JK, the Chef

Y/N's  POV

The clock hit ten, then eleven, then midnight. You hadn't been able to sleep a wink. You tossed and turned, even tried that viral song that was supposed to lower the heart rate and reduce anxiety…nothing.

Taking the sleeping pills was the obvious way to go, but you didn't want to. They made you groggy in the morning and gave you an overall weird sensation, not to mention that they kept you from being physically able to wake up when you were having nightmares. You didn't want that right now.

You could always call Yoongi…he would pick up and stay on the phone with you until you could fall asleep, you knew it…but it wasn't fair. He had to work in the morning (you did too, but you were working from home), he had a night shoot and he had to be ready for the single drop on Wednesday. He had no business babying you. You would never say that out loud, ever, it would be like a slap to the face for Yoongi, but you were being practical.

There was also the fact that Yoongi was leaving for a world tour in a month or so and you simply HAD to get used to sleeping alone. You had managed before Yoongi and after Hans first tried to kill you, but the recent events had rattled you to the core.

“Come on brain, just a little break, that's all I ask for, a little break.”

Nope, it was futile. There was no way you were going to sleep. So you decided to call your sister, it was 9:00 a.m. back in your home country, provided she wasn't  too busy, she would answer you.

The phone rang long enough that you were about to hang up but then, Anna picked up.

“Y/N? Are you okay? Is everything okay? Why are you calling so late?”

It dawned on you that after what happened, there was no way Anna would expect good news from you out of the blue. You should've texted first.

“It's alright, monkey. Can't sleep, that's all.” She sighed.

“I figured you were going to have a hard time. Are you alone or is Yoongi with you?”

“I'm at my apartment. I was supposed to stay with Yoongi but…I sort of met his parents before things were ready and a shitshow ensued, so I removed myself from that equation until they figure it out. Taehyung spent the night with me yesterday though and he helped when the nightmares came.”

“Who's Taehyung?”

“Ugh, I keep forgetting you have shitty taste in music.” You laughed.

“Hey!”

“Just kidding, but seriously, it's my fault for leaving you during the most crucial formative years, music wise. I have failed as a sister.” You were grinning from ear to ear.

“Ha, fucking, ha.” Anna retorted. It was so easy to mess with her.

“But to answer your question. Taehyung is another BTS member, seriously, just go on Wikipedia and read about who they are. You'll be pleasantly surprised. Besides, they're all gorgeous.”

“That's an incentive all in itself. If I have to date one more troll, I'll go insane.”

That raised your flags. “Is everything alright?”

“Sorry nena, didn't mean to upset you. Everything is fine, I promise. It's just that the dating pool significantly decreases when you're stuck in a hospital 18 hours a day and then you sleep the following 24. But it's okay, this is what I want.”

She was motivated and confident. You loved that for her.

“Love will come when it comes.”

“You are so whipped. We love to see it!” And it was her turn to mess with you.