" Im not insane! "

Nightmares

       "HEY! ASSHOLE LET ME GO!" Namjoon yelled as he struggled against the guard's tight grips on his arms.

       "Mr. Kim. you need to take your medicine. You do not have a choice." the older man's voice was calm as he forced the medicine into the teen's mouth, causing him to stop his struggling, and fall limp in the guard's arms. He was asleep.

       Screaming. Screaming and thrashing is what Namjoon woke up too. He jumped up, only to look beside him and see his small roommate curled into a corner, hands over his ears and shaking like a leaf. He watched as another boy went over to his side and held him, quieting him down with pats and humming, rocking him like a baby in his lap. Namjoon sat up and finally took in his dark surroundings, seeing all the faces of his new "roommates". The two now cuddling on the bed seemed to be the youngest, by their mannerisms and how they're voices cracked so often. the back of one's shirt said "Jungguk, Jeon" and the others "Taehyung, Kim". He assumed that was their names. He studied their features for a minute, before shifting to face a pair of what seemed to be heavy sleepers. One owned straight black hair, that was brought back with a headband, and the other owned chocolate brown, curly locks, that seemed to frame his face well. The one facing him was the one with the brown hair, whos jacket read "Hoseok, Jung" he turned his head a slight bit to the right to notice what seemed to be the smallest figure in the room, sitting up and rocking in the corner of the bed the duo was on. the small boy looked up at Namjoon and smiled gently.

       "You must be the new kid.." his voice was high, and his figure was small. Namjoon could almost see the boy's skeleton in the dim light. "I'm Jimin.." he introduced himself, placing a hand on one of the sleeping boys' shoulders. "This is Yoongi and the other is Hoseok.." he whispered, hearing Hoseok stir a bit in his sleep. "And on the bed over there is Taehyung and Jungguk... But we call him Jungkook.." 

       Namjoon nodded, but then quickly tensed, turning around and feeling an arm wrap around him. He almost screamed until he saw who the arm belonged to. 

       "And that's Seokjin... You should be lucky, he said you were good looking enough to sleep in his bed" Jimin smirked as he noticed Namjoons face go red.

       "I'm Namjoon..." the elder's voice was quiet, making sure not to wake the stirring boy or the duo who just now fell back asleep, clinging to each other for life. He smiled a bit. Maybe he could get used to this.