"No!"
You awoke with a startle, body shooting up from the bed. Breathing fast and heavily, you grabbed at the surface underneath you only to realize you were in bed, not lying down on bathroom tiles. You wrapped your arms around you and hugged yourself tightly.
"(Y/n)."
A hand touched your shoulder gently and instinctively your hand shot out, the back of it making contact with a face.
"Fuck! (Y/n), it's me!" a familiar voice whisper-yelled.
You stared in the direction of where the voice was coming from and slowly began to make out the figure of a person standing by the bed as your eyes adjusted to the dark. He was holding his cheek--that was most likely going to be bruised--with one hand as his other was held in front of him in a defensive position. You could recognize this person anywhere, even in the pitch-black room. His pale skin, his dark hair and equally dark eyes, eyes that were slanted and catlike. Thin lips that would part to show the cutest gummy smile when he genuinely laughed. And even though he was small in size he had one hell of a big heart.
"Y-Yoongi," you stuttered, guilt eating you up. "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize it--"
"It's fine, I understand. Can I sit down?" he cut in, gesturing to the spot beside you.
You nodded without missing a beat and moved over to make room for your best friend. He sat down slowly, as if afraid going too fast would frighten you, and held his hands out in front of himself.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, right? I want to help," he said softly.
Noticing the trust in your eyes, he tentatively brought his arms up so he could wrap them around you, pulling you into his chest. One hand stayed around you securely as the other began petting your hair soothingly.
"You're shaking like a leaf," he noted, and it was then that you realized he was right. Your body was trembling so hard it was as if you were standing outside in winter weather without any clothes.
"I was--"
"I know, I know. It's okay, you don't need to talk about it," Yoongi reassured gently.
Silence enveloped the both as you two enjoyed the warmth from each other's embraces. It took longer than you would've liked for your body to finally calm down, no longer in a state of panic. Your heart rate had slowed to a reasonable speed and your breathing was coming out much more naturally. Yoongi let out a sigh too close for comfort that instantly caused your body to stiffen, an unwelcome feeling crawling up your spine and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
"Shit, sorry," Yoongi murmured, immediately releasing you from his grip. "Are you gonna be okay to fall back asleep?"
"Yeah, I'll just use my perfume," you replied, getting up from your bed to grab the glass bottle from your dresser. You sprayed the perfume a couple times around your bed, inhaling deeply and letting out a satisfied hum.
You had discovered that the only way you were able to sleep soundly was for you to spray this perfume beforehand. It was a mixture of orange and grapefruit. After receiving it as a gift from Yoongi to wear during the day, it had quickly turned into a sleeping remedy for you. You weren't really sure why but it calmed you and often warded off the nightmares threatening to haunt your dreams.
"Okay. If you need me I'll be right across the hall," your brunette friend said softly. He walked to your room door, giving you one final glance, and disappeared into the darkness, soft footsteps fading as he walked out onto the hardwood flooring of the hallway and into the carpeted guest room.
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Let Me Fix You || Hoseok x Reader
FanfictionA girl who's broken. A boy who wants to fix her. It's not like he could do more harm to her than what's already been done. WARNING: This book contains mentioning of rape. If you think this may be too much for you please do not force yourself to read...
