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going bump in the night - namjinkook

it was 3:47am, and all was quiet in bangtan dorms.
each boy was asleep in their respective bedrooms. there was yoongi and hobi in one, jimin and tae in another and namjoon, jin and their beloved maknae in the third.

originally jungkook was supposed to get his
own room - but it was quickly discovered that the timid fifteen year old wasn't fond of being alone at night. or at all, go be honest.

as jungkook slept alone in his small single bed, his imagination started to run wild - and not in a good way.

the small boy's dreams transformed from calm and quaint to horrible, vivid nightmares.

the youngest thrashed around and whimpered in his sleep. he tossed and turned as sweat dripped down his skin. he continued to suffer inside his head until he finally awoke with a start. he sat up in his bed and cried out into the night.

jin pov

i woke up to the sound of sobbing and i was instantly able to recognise that it was jungkook. i was about to walk over to his bed when i heard namjoon's voice say
"hey jungkook, it's just me. did you have a bad dream?" he spoke in a hushed tone, so quiet that i can only just make out what he said.

jungkook opened his mouth, as if he was going to speak, but instead he just flung himself into namjoon's arms, pushing his face into the crook of namjoon's neck.

i watched as namjoon slowly ran his fingers across jungkook's bare skin - rubbing small circles into his back.

we've not lived together all that long. i've seen all of the other members in states of distress but something about seeing jungkook like this - dimly lit by the moonlight, tears on his cheeks and hair all messy and matted. i feel a pain in my chest.

i decide that now he's calmed down a little, it would be a good time to join in on the comforting. i excuse myself briefly to get him a glass of water and sneak back in to the room and sit on the bottom of his bed.

he lay in namjoon's arms, breathing heavily, tears still spilling out.

"it's okay. it was just a dream jungkook. you're safe" i say, putting my hand on his.
jungkook just nods weakly, before leaning into my side.

i placed the water down and wrap my arms around him. i whisper sweet nothings into his ear and feel myself smile as his breathing slows.
namjoon watched us fondly - trying to keep himself awake.

all the drama must have tired jungkook out, and it was obvious he needed sleep, but he fought it. he kept his eyes wide and he fidgeted with the duvet.

"would you feel better if you slept in my bed? there's probably room for all three of us, actually." i say. jungkook just looks into my eyes, and i can tell that's a yes. i shake namjoon a little to wake him up and briefly explain the plan.

namjoon wrapped his strong arms around jungkook's small frame, and lifted him onto my bed.

"you'll be okay, bunny. it was just a bad dream. it's all over now and we'll make sure nothing happens to you. as long as we are here, you're going to be just fine"

with that, jungkook drifted off to sleep, followed by me, and namjoon soon after.

-end-

originally written 9/9/23
rewritten 21/2/23

- 578 words