Is It Wrong? | Sope

Chapter 13

Yoongi POV

Jolting upright with wide eyes, my breathing is heavy as I try to calm down. I whimper quietly, trying to ignore just how sweaty I am as I pull my bare legs up against my bare chest, wrapping my arms around my legs as tears slowly trickle down my cheeks.

"Mmm... Yoongi-ah?" I hear a voice tiredly call from beside me. I jump in surprise, a loud whimper slipping from my trembling lips. Looking beside me, I calm down a little as I realize it's only Namjoon. I simply watch as he rubs his eyes tiredly before looking up, eyes widening before he jumps up into action.

"Oh, baby. You had another nightmare." Namjoon whispers softly, gently rubbing my arm despite how sweaty I am. Nodding my head weakly, I burst into tears as I lean my forehead against the tops of my knees.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you cleaned up and calmed down, okay? You don't need to be focusing on either of those assholes. Just focus on me okay?" Namjoon murmurs softly, gently lifting my head up. I look up at him with wide watery eyes, lips still trembling until he finally presses his lips to mine. I struggle at first with trying to kiss him back due to my current state, but I slowly find myself calming down and feeling it to be an easier task. He hums in approval against my lips, rubbing my arms gently to help soothe me and ground me even further.

After what feels like forever, he finally pulls away. My breathing's still a little heavier than his, but much more controlled now than it had been before. I yawn softly, rubbing the side of my face as I slowly begin to grow tired again. Though, the aftermath of the nightmare and followed anxiety attack don't even begin to weaken. Growing tired and cold, yet no longer wanting to sleep.

"I'll be right back, okay? I'm gonna go run you a bath and then I'll be back." Namjoon says softly, gently wiping some of sweat logged hair back off of my face. I simply nod my head, returning to my original position but much more tired this time. With that, he wraps the spare blanket I keep on the bed around me before standing up. I watch as he walks over to my dresser that's directly across my room from my bed, opening up the smallest drawer on it. A small weak smile dawns my lips as he walks back over with a lollipop in hand.

"You remembered." I mumble softly as he unwraps it for me.

"Of course I did. We don't need you getting back into that nasty habit of smoking and I personally think it's a nice little reward to remind you how strong you are, Yoongi." Namjoon explains with a smile as he hands the yellow lollipop to me. I simply nod my head in response, quickly sticking the candy into my mouth happily. It makes me feel like a little kid again, but quite frankly, I might as well be weak enough to be considered one. He smiles as he watches me just bob the candy in and out of my mouth a few times as I get used to the fact it's candy once more and not cigarettes, finally standing up to head over to my bathroom when I finally keep it in my mouth with a soft hum.

It's not long before I hear the water running. I pout a bit around the lollipop in my mouth, hating that I have to go through this damn routine. It's been years since I've had a fucking nightmare. They finally ceased when I truly got over my ex and now they're fucking back again. Two years. Two years without a damn nightmare.

"Yoongi, baby, think you can come here for me?" Namjoon calls from my bathroom. I whine out loudly, not wanting to get up but knowing I have to anyways. Weakly, I stand and manage to make my way over to the bathroom. Namjoon is sat on the edge of the filled tub, a small soft smile on his lips as he watches my bare figure enter the bathroom with a damned lollipop in my mouth. He then climbs in, helping me in afterwards so that I'm between his legs with him behind me. Keeping hold of the candy, I yawn around it tiredly before leaning myself back against his bare chest.

"I know you're tired, baby. Just gotta get through this okay? Gotta ease up that mind of yours along with those tense muscles." Namjoon whispers softly in my ear as he begins to clean my sweaty body.

"It just hurts, Joonie. I... I thought he actually cared. That... That he actually had feelings for me." I tell him after pulling the candy out of my mouth with a popping sound. My voice is hardly audible, my throat dry and sore at this point.

"Aw, Yoongi. I know, baby. I know. You don't need to worry or think about that fucker, okay? Just get through having to work with him and then it'll all be over." Namjoon coos, gently beginning to wash my hair. I whimper though.

"I didn't want it to be over though, Joonie. I... I actually fell for him. I should've fucking known when he wouldn't admit what he wanted us to be. I'm a fucking idiot, Joonie. It's no wonder Jin fucking left me. I'm just a fucking idiot." I cry out quietly, curling up into a ball.

Namjoon just turns me properly so that I can lean against him as he holds me, hushing me and whispering comforting sweet nothings in my ear.