Butterfly

Yoongi's nightmare

So anyway I'd like to apologise for the previous chapter again, and to those who didn't read it, it's totally okay. It was just a little something for my angst lovers like me we like a bit of pain every now and again.

To make up for it I decided to post another quick chapter

It seems a little sad but it's not sad really, I guess this is like fluff??? Idk but it's Jimin comforting Yoongi anyway. I will keep adding happier chapters!!! Go here (http://yoongii-trash.tumblr.com/q)  to see the upcoming list if you don't believe me!!! If you want to request a chapter, ask here (http://yoongii-trash.tumblr.com/ask)

THIS IS MY LAST UPDATE OF THE YEAR!!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY READERS, SINCE I WON'T BE FUNCTIONING TOMORROW AT MIDNIGHT TO BE ABLE TO POST A MESSAGE (YES I AM DRINKING LET'S HOPE I DON'T THROW UP ON MY CRUSH THIS TIME)

I merged 2 requests into 1: how does Seokjin handle Yoongi's nightmares and what did Jimin do when he first experienced Yoongi's nightmares

When: a few months after the first Christmas!!! Yoongi is still in college

Jimin was abruptly woken up when someone elbowed his ribcage. He opened his eyes and Yoongi was asleep besides him. Jimin smiled, maybe he just moved in his sleep, it was only an accident. Two men sleeping in a tiny bed for one was bound to create some sleepy violence, anyway. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep. It was less than a minute later when Yoongi suddenly began thrashing about in his bed, his arms coming up to cover his face and his legs kicking about violently. It startled Jimin so much that he tumbled out of bed.

He was frozen for a moment, watching his boyfriend in this state. He didn't know what to do; this had never happened before. Yoongi let out a sound that was like a wince, and Jimin quickly scrambled to his feet, his heart racing as he approached the older, being careful so that he didn't get kicked, and shaking him awake hurriedly. He knew that Yoongi was still asleep, because his eyes were closed, and he wanted to wake him from whatever dream he was having so that Yoongi would feel safe again. But it wasn't like that.

When Yoongi's eyes opened, Jimin expected him to relax when he saw him, but Yoongi winced loudly, and he began attacking him, kicking him, hitting him, trying to make Jimin go away. He was terrified, Jimin could tell, and he didn't know what to do. He stepped back, and Yoongi scrambled at the top of his bed, his knees to his chest, and Jimin could hear him crying. He gave Yoongi a moment to calm down, and tried to touch him again, but Yoongi had the same reaction. Jimin grabbed onto his wrists, which was definitely the wrong thing to do,because Yoongi screamed, and he kicked Jimin so hard in the stomach that it sent him to the ground, eyes wide like Yoongi's.

Yoongi's door swung open, and Seokjin ran in quickly, switching the light on. "Are you okay?" He asked when he saw Jimin clutching his stomach on the floor. Jimin nodded, truthfully it hurt like hell, but Yoongi needed to be cared for more than he did. He watched as Seokjin slowly sat on the bed, moving his hand up the blankets slowly, before gently reaching up to take hold of Yoongi's hand. The process was slow, and Seokjin was so gentle as he stroked the back of Yoongi's hand, and Jimin's jaw dropped when the boy suddenly threw himself at Seokjin. Yoongi was clinging onto him so tightly, curling his body into Seokjin's, and Jimin couldn't help but feel a little jealous. But he knew that was silly, that Yoongi and Seokjin's relationship was different to theirs.

He stood up when the pair laid down in bed, "I want to do it," he said, softly, like he was trying to hide his jealous feelings. Seokjin held him palm up, signaling for Jimin to stop, warning him not to come closer, and Jimin stepped back. He could hear Yoongi sobbing, but he couldn't see him, because his face was pressed into Seokjin's chest. "Just be patient," Seokjin whispered, "I'll let him go in a minute."

It was five minutes, actually, and Jimin spent all of them watching as Yoongi sobbed into his carer's chest. "When I've finished signing, slowly walk over here, okay? Slowly." Seokjin pulled back a little bit so that he could sign to Yoongi, and Jimin wasn't even paying attention to whatever he was signing, it wasn't like he could understand it anyway. He just looked at his boyfriend, who was sniffling and still gripping onto Seokjin's Tshirt. When Seokjin stopped signing, Jimin did as he was told, slowly tiptoeing over to the pair. Yoongi looked up at him, his eyes wide and wet, and he turned back to Seokjin and nodded.

Seokjin slowly scooted out of bed, and Yoongi still clung onto his Tshirt even when he was stood up. The oldest motioned for him to sit on the bed, so he did, and his heart sank when Yoongi flinched. "Slowly. You need to be slow, Jimin," Seokjin warned, and Jimin nodded. He realised that Yoongi was a ticking time bomb while he was like this, and Jimin didn't want to make him panic like that ever again. He slowly reached out to take hold of Yoongi's hands, mimicking Seokjin's earlier actions, and he gasped when the boy suddenly gripped onto him, pulling him to lie down, one hand in Jimin's and the other gripping his shirt.

Yoongi's entire body was trembling, and Jimin reached an arm around him so that he could pull him closer. It was amazing how Yoongi clung onto him, he couldn't get any closer to him, and Jimin just wanted to protect him from everything he was afraid of. He had so many questions in his mind about everything that had happened in the last 10 minutes, but Seokjin hushed him, "don't speak." Yoongi squeezed his hand, and Jimin kissed his hair to let him know that it was okay. He was okay. He held Yoongi tightly.

Thankfully, Seokjin seemed to know that Jimin was bursting with questions, and the oldest took a seat on the chair near the bed. "He just had a nightmare." Jimin wanted to bite back with a sarcastic comment, because that much was fucking obvious, but he was afraid to even move one inch. "He used to get them a lot. It's always the same one," Seokjin ran a hand through his hair and sighed, "it's always his father. He doesn't talk about it, never has done. I only found out through his old carer." Jimin stroked Yoongi's back gently with his thumb. "I should have told you, I'm sorry. He seemed to stop having them when he met you," Seokjin added quietly.

"You need to wake him up gently. You didn't, right?" Jimin felt guilty. "It's okay, it's my fault because I never told you. It's scary to see him in that state, I know, but you have to be patient. If you touch him suddenly, he will assume that you're trying to hurt him. I don't know what he's thinking, maybe he even thinks that whoever's in the room with him is his father, I don't know." Yoongi's body slowly stopped trembling, but he was still gripping onto him for dear life. "I would never hurt him," Jimin said, and he frowned when Yoongi's body began to shake again. "Don't speak," Seokjin reminded, "I know you wouldn't. And he knows that, too. He told me that you make him feel safe. You just frightened him, I know you didn't mean to. If he has these nightmares again, be gentler. Be patient." And with that, the older left the room.

Jimin stayed still for the longest time. He could have gone to sleep; it was after 2am and he knew that if he stayed awake any longer, he risked falling asleep at the coffee machine tomorrow at work, but he just couldn't sleep. He felt like he needed to be awake, he needed to protect Yoongi, even if there was nothing to protect him from. He thought that Yoongi was sleeping, but the older shuffled against him, and Jimin looked down to see Yoongi peering up at him. Jimin brought his hand up and gently sweeped his blonde hair away from his face, and Yoongi closed his eyes, leaning into the touch. When Jimin placed his hand back around Yoongi's back, he opened his eyes again, -thank you.- Jimin wanted to tell him that he would always be there to protect him, and he decided that he would ask Seokjin how to sign that tomorrow. For now, he just kissed him and pulled him close to his chest.