KUMAMON KID ⚣ y.mn

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Taehyung POV:

I woke up to the sounds of Jungkook moving around in his sleep again. When I saw him whimpering in his sleep, I thought he was having another one of 'those dreams' again.But then I noticed how his cheeks were stained with tears. I could hear him mumbling, but only caught a few words like 'don't leave' and 'why'.

He must be having a really bad nightmare.

I was about to wake him up but before I could,he woke up gasping for air, clutching onto his blanket as tears streamed down his face. He began to tremble , lips turning into a pout as he looked at me with scared, glossy eyes.

"Bad d-dream." he stuttered.

" Shh, it's okay now," I told him, trying to quieten down his whimpers. He tried saying something, but he looked like he was struggling to speak making me worried. He managed to choke out one word between his whimpers..

"C-can't..." he choked out,he then cupped his face into his hands and started uncontrollably sobbing. 

"Can't what,Kookie?"

"Can't b-b-breathe.

Shit

Is he having a panic attack?

"Tae, c-can't br-breathe. H-help," he cried out to me.

"Jungkook, you gotta breathe. Can you match your breathing to mine, for me?"

"H-hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" I asked him. He slowly brought his finger up to his heaving chest.

"It's okay, your doing so good.~" I praised him as I carded my fingers through his hair. I felt him grab my other hand and intertwine our fingers, breaths still coming out ragged. His hand was very hot and sweaty but I still let him hold my hand anyway.

I watched as he curled into my side, trying to take in deep breaths as his hand tightened around mine. I awkwardly rubbed circles into his back, in an attempt to calm him down. I didn't actually know what I was doing but judging by the fact that his breathing wasn't as rapid as before, it seemed to be working.

After a couple more minute of me trying to comfort him, his breathing had slowly returned back to normal except for the occasional sniffle. His shaking figure was now mostly relaxed against the side of my body.

"What happened in your nightmare? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to~"

"It was about my mommy..." he told me. I didn't want to press on the subject, knowing that his mom was dead so I decided to change the subject.

"The others are probably having breakfast right now, let's go. After all, you're gonna need a good breakfast since you're going to dance class with us today."

He grinned at me but after a few seconds his smile was replace with a small frown.

"Hey, what's wrong? I thought you were excited to start dance classes."

"I am. I'm super duper excited but... what if that mean girl from before is there?"

"Then I'll lob her stupid stilettos that she can't even dance in, straight at her face."

"Why? That would be so painful."

"Well she deserves it after being such a little bit-" I got interrupted by Jungkook places his on top of my mouth.

"No bad words,hyun- ewww, don't lick my hand!"

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