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Namjoon caressed Yoongi's hair as he rested on the younger's chest, stopping himself from crying so much that he fell asleep.
The older makes a ball fist when he sleeps, having a grip on Namjoon's shirt at the time.
Namjoon wouldn't stop caressing his hair, wanting him to sleep peacefully, looking down at the older's wounded ankle that's in a black boot.
The younger brought Yoongi to his own place, texting the older's father about him practicing and staying, hoping that the father of his won't find out what happened in school.
Namjoon lifted his head up to look down at him, moving his hand to the side of the older's face. He caressed his tiny scars from the accident, knowing they didn't really hurt when you pressed down on them.
I want to fix his problems, I want him to have a good life. I don't want him to be upset anymore. Namjoon carefully pulled him closer, kissing the older's forehead, rubbing his back too.
Yoongi moved bit, hiding his face in the younger's neck to get more comfortable in the spot.
"Namjoonie." The older's suddenly spoke up.
"Yeah, Hyung?"
"I love you."
Namjoon fluttered his eyes at the sudden words. Yoongi extended his hand then went back to a ball fist on his shirt. The younger rested his head on the older's with his chin and softly sighed.
"I love you too."
"I'm glad you do." He whispered. "I don't feel so lonely when I'm with you. Thank you."
"Sleep Hyung." Namjoon caressed the older's back more, pulling him a bit more closer. "You had a long day."
"Mmnghh." Yoongi sighed, putting his face back in Namjoon's neck.
