BTS Jungkook Scenarios (DISCONTINUED)

"Nightmares."

The BTS members, excluding Jungkook, were gathered around the television. They chuckled at the jokes people were throwing around and didn't notice how time was ticking by.

It was somewhat 8 p.m. and Jungkook had decided to sleep in early for rehearsals and practices.

The laughter continued and the only light illuminated was from the hallway and kitchen lights along with the bright screen of the t.v.

The boys were shoving playfully and pinching each other to stay awake. And they were wide awake once they heard a scream coming from Jungkook's room.

Hoseok was the first to sprint down the hall, he struggled to open the door and when he did, he turned on the lights.

There was Jungkook laying on his bed, quivering. It was a rare sight to see.

Jimin rushed to the boy and abruptly stopped when Jungkook's body spazzed. Jin gently pulled Jimin back and walked slowly to the youngest, careful not to trigger anything.

"Jungkook-ah." He softly called out. "Hey, hey. Listen to me. It's me, it's Jin. You're okay." The eldest pulled the boy into his embrace and sighed when Jungkook came back into reality.

The boy's eyes screamed trauma and paranoia. He was shaking and gripped onto Jin's shoulders, desperately needing comfort and that's what he got.

Jungkook was rocked back and forth until his ragged breathing subsided. His grip on Jin relaxed a bit and so did his body.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung called, his brows were knitted together and his lips swollen from biting on them.

Jin rubbed circles on the delusional boy and his worried expression became more grave when Jungkook pulled away.

"'M sorry." Jungkook slurred, his voice was heavy with sleepiness and watery from crying. "I'm sorry, Gukkie's sorry." He cried out, clutching onto Jin once again.

"Jungkookie, why are you apologizing?" Yoongi softly asked, sitting next to Jungkook on the edge of the bed.

"Didn't- didn't save you in t-time." Then it clicked. He had a really horrid dream.

"What do you mean?" Namjoon said, sitting on the other side and placing a hand on Jungkook's back.

"Y-You were- we were at a concert. A-And, and everyone was screaming. Not for us but at s-something." The boy muttered out, haziness ripping at him.

"Taehyungie- there was a gun shot. A-and, Taehy-" Jungkook couldn't make it half through his own sentence before bursting out into tears and practically ripping Jin's shirt.

Yoongi's eyes softened and he hugged Jungkook, pressing a small kiss on the boy's temple.

"Th-the rest of you too. You w-were all-" He didn't make it through one either. "I was the only one!" He sobbed and hot tears rolled down.

Jimin and Taehyung leaped in for a hug and Hoseok's frown deepened. Jungkook's rambling got worse when he went on about who had done i-

"Alright Jungkook." Hoseok said. "You want us to sleep here for tonight?" He said with a small smile, his eyes were pained but kind. Jungkook nodded viciously.

Jin fetched a few more blankets and pillows and everyone was cramped yet comfortable on the single bed of Jungkook.

He was content with the small kisses he got that night and he was given good dreams.

Author's Note:

I wrote this at 3 am cuz I was scared and hallucinated so I decided "let's make JK suffer too" so here we are

9/16/18: i hate this, its so bad ew ugh burn it with hobi's biceps jsut kill it