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A/N: That's the room set-up to help you!!!
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The energetic Bangtan Boys soon faded to a dull grey as they arrived back at their dorm after hours of practice. They all went into their respective rooms with the obnoxious dragging of feet that Seokjin, or as the world knows him as, Jin always scolded them for even though he did it himself. The loud sighs of the seven echoed off the walls as they all parted ways with lazy waves.
Taehyung had his arm slung over Jungkook's arm as they walked into the dorm and Namjoon was all over Seokjin. Hoseok, Jimin, and Yoongi had their own little thing going as well by walking in a line with hands all over each other trying to stay awake and attentive. Mean while, the manager had practically raced away from the dorms when the boys were safely inside to be consumed by sleep.
When they parted ways, everything was going well. They had all gone to sleep after about an hour of stalling and the dorm was silent except the quiet chirp of the crickets that insisted on living in the yard next to the walls of the building.
It was peaceful on the outside.
Jungkook's eyes fluttered open and he stretched a little seeing the sun filtering through the window. After a few moments of recovering from sleep, he pushed himself out of bed and saw Namjoon wasn't there. Probably at breakfast...
Jungkook walked to his door and tugged it open while using one hand to ruffle his bed head. He walked down the hallway and let out a yawn while he walked.
He continued walking while yawning before opening his eyes at the sight before him.
"No!" Jungkook said with a shrill shriek seeing what he saw.
All of his friends were gone. All that was left were red splatters on the wall, he hoped it was paint, and a note.
Jungkook went to the kitchen counter and gently picked up the piece of paper that held wrinkles and rips. He read the note silently, reading it throughly. His expression got worse and worse before dropping it on the counter he retrieved it from.
Time went on and on before it all sunk in. He couldn't breathe.
Jungkook's eyes snapped open and he quickly sat up before looking around with his heavy breath making its own form of music in the dark room. He saw Namjoon on the bed to his right and he let out a sigh of relief before he fell back onto his bed with his face meeting the already cooled pillow that moments ago was a soggy, rough fabric covered in sweat.
Jungkook sat for a while staring at a wall to his right until he couldn't cope with his dream anymore. He pulled the plush, white pillow up to his face and tried his best to cry into the pillow which didn't work. In seconds, Namjoon was there at his side with a knee dipping into the bed.
"Jeongguk." He said before placing a hand on the younger's shoulder. He hoped it would help, but as it met the boy's white shirt, Jungkook whipped around and slapped his hand away that echoed off the filled walls of their room.
"Don't touch me!" Jungkook said his eyes red and his breathing unsteady. Namjoon had sadly seen this before with Jungkook. He knew of only one way to sooth him.
"I'll go get Taehyung." Namjoon says before getting up. As he left, he heard the continuation of the boy's cries. Namjoon made his way down the hallway to go a few doors down before knocking lightly while feeling bad for having to wake at least one of them up. He heard a groan which thankfully belonged to Taehyung and after a few seconds, he opened the door.
"What?" Taehyung asked in a hushed and tired tone barely awake. Namjoon knew what he was about to say would spring Taehyung into a protective state.
"Jeongguk woke up again." Namjoon said and he didn't have time to say anything else, Taehyung had already sped past him to Jungkook and his room.
Namjoon came back in to see Taehyung leaning onto the bed that belonged to Jungkook and his mouth was moving creating words Namjoon couldn't hear. Jungkook smiled at bit at a certain point and Taehyung smiled back, gently stroking Jungkook's cheek.
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Jungkook had fallen asleep with Taehyung wrapped around him like a boa constrictor about thirty minutes ago. Namjoon and Seokjin, who had come in with a Mario shirt that pooled at his thighs and a pillow, could finally relax a bit thanks to Jungkook's best friend and lover.
No one spoke of this common occurrence often, but since Taehyung, the nightmares have become more spread out and Jungkook's smiles became more frequent in its place.
Thank you Taehyung.
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A/N: I know I can't write. This is 1 am one shot don't judge my rushed ending and grammar/spelling mistakes as well as my always horrible writing.
