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A desperate knocking sound is made - the frightening sound bounced off all the walls making you shudder. The bright lightning streak made itself known to the pitch-black sky.
A sigh leaves your lips, the storm has been going on for at least about 4 hours by now, and all you've been doing is thrashing and flinching whenever the thunder made itself known.
The tree scratches your window once again causing you to retract and curl up into a ball despite the sharp uncomfortable pain shooting through your body from the irregular position.
It was around 1 in the morning and you were wide awake, with no source of light coming from the hallway as usual. A sigh leaves your lips as it was another night - with no sleep.
Thunder battles with lighting and your breath hitches in your throat.
You were exhausted, but it was as if your body was asleep but your brain and eyes were wide awake. Your insomnia sinking in yet again as you looked at the tree that was repetitively slamming against the window. Somehow a shudder racks your body as your large goosebumps have now doubled.
An unknown silenced sound echoes through the room and causes you to freeze.
Your body tensing.
For mental sake, you pull the blanket over your head, in hopes that just maybe it was your conscious trying to awake your paranoia. Squeezing your eyes shut - the sound still continues.
The door opens but no beeping sound was made.
Footsteps shuffles move soundlessly on the floor, and the door closes.
"Y/N?"
You open your eyes, releasing a sigh - attempting to calm yourself down. Taking the last amount of confidence in you, you drag the blanket to right underneath your cheek and look to the direction of the doorway.
The shadow outlines move closer to you, and by the shape, you could easily identify who it was.
"Yoongi?" You whispered.
"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" He replied.
A breath unleashes from your system and immediate calmness spreads through you.
You say, "Yes."
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I'm not a fan of thunder..."
With his back facing the window -- directly right in front of you, Yoongi decides to lay his body flat and continuing to stare up at the ceiling.
