Aya's POV
I sigh. Almost every morning I hear my oppa screaming or have to wake him up and his body is all sweaty. Seeing him like this pains me. He never discusses his nightmares with anyone. Also begging me not to as well. But, I just continue hearing and watching him internally struggling like this. I hate myself for not being able to help him.
Jungkook looks at me with worry. "What's wrong, my little bunny?"
I sigh in frustration. "Everything," I reply in full honesty.
Jungkook oppa rubs circles on my back, while having his other arm on the table with his head rest upon it. He looks up to my face, tucking my hair behind my ear. I release another big sigh to escape from my lips.
"Promise not to tell anyone?" I look down.
He nods with certainty. "Of course. I would do anything for you. Except leave you".
His last statement makes me giggle. "No no no. I'm just... I'm not supposed to tell anyone this but not telling anyone is like I'm being eaten alive. Having your skin scraped off slowly until you break".
Jungkook oppa scrunches up his nose in disgust. I know. My description was horrific but it describes the situation perfectly. "It's about Hoseok oppa. He told me to not tell anyone. But, I really need to get this out. As you can tell he's not been himself lately".
"Because of (Y/N)," he cuts me off.
I shake my head. "No, not just that is bothering him. He's been having nightmares and they have been getting even worse, when (Y/N) woke up. He never tells me about them and he never writes them down. I'm just worried that he's going to get an overload. He needs an outlet and I can't help him". I swallow my tears that threaten to fall.
"It's okay. He will eventually share his nightmares with someone. He just needs some time to think," oppa reassures me.
"It just breaks my heart to see my brother so... glum," I lean back.
Jungkook oppa looks back and my eyes follow. Hoseok walks into the cafeteria, with a smile?
"Why is he smiling? Did (Y/N) regain all of her memories?!" I jump up, my face lightening up. I decide to ask him about (Y/N).
"Hey Aya," he waves.
"Did (Y/N) regain her memories?" Anticipating a good answer. Oppa shakes his head. "But why are you smiling?"
"Because there was only one good thing that stood out from my nightmare. The picture that Jimin gave her. I saw her holding it in her hands and she wouldn't let go. And in the dream she gave me this photo".
I unconsciously leave my mouth hanging open until he lifts my chin to shut it. He actually told me. He actually told me his dream! Well not all of it but it's still progress.
"In the beginning she was sweet then started yelling at me that she never cared about me. Telling me I'm worthless. But she gave me a picture that she took of me when I was about to wake up. A picture that I didn't know until I saw it posted on Pacebook".
My eyes widen. "Wow. So the picture is the highlight of your dream?"
"Yes," he says smiling, "When I visited her, (Y/N) cried herself to sleep, holding the photo. I tried to take it but she still held onto the picture for her dear life".
A small smile grows on my face. I'm glad he's happy. Jungkook oppa's right, he did tell someone. And I'm glad that someone is me.
"Well I'm going to visit the hospital tonight".
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