Always You

You Don't Sleep

  he only gets three hours of sleep. it's half past two in the morning. sleep has already melted away. there's no point in wanting to go back to sleep. the nightmare will come if he does. he doesn't feel like dealing with the nightmare. pulling on a sweatshirt, taehyung climbs off his bed, getting ready to go downstairs and get water. he unlocks the door and begins pulling it open. a large weight on the door stops him from pulling any further. he opens it just enough so that he can peek outside to see what's blocking the door. jungkook. he lay with his back resting on the door, his head rested on his own shoulder. did he fall asleep at the door? on the door? knowing there's almost nothing else to do—besides closing the door and pretending that he saw nothing—taehyung begins opening the door again, but, at a slower pace. the sleeping boy is pulled back with every movement seeing that his weight is rested on the door. once it's far enough for tae to fit through, he reaches around and replaces the door with his arm as a new support for jungkook's back. stepping out into the hallway, the male uses his other arm—placing it under his guest's legs—to allow him to lift up the sleeping boy. his sleeves roll up onto his wrists. with a sigh, he begins slowly walking towards the guest bedroom jungkook has been staying in, stopping every now and then to adjust his guest in his arms. he reaches the room in a fair amount of time. setting the unconscious male down. as he tries to leave, a gruff voice fills his ears as a hand grips his wrist. 'don't leave me.'