Book Of Oneshots (fluff) | VKOOK

I: Insomnia

This story includes writer! Taehyung :)
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Dark filled every corner of the small room, except for a faint yellow reading light giving off a very dim glow. Taehyung, his comforter enveloping him in a snug hood, typed away on his laptop despite the fact that it was past midnight. He didn't even try to sleep this time, since he had a week-long break from college.

Yes, Taehyung had a lot of trouble falling asleep and he was honestly used to it. It started when he was around fifteen years old and his body was somehow accustomed (and still functioning despite of that) to sleeping only about three to four hours everyday. Sometimes it was every two days. He even pulled all nighters easily.

He groaned in frustration as he tried to type again. He rubbed his eyes under his glasses then placed them on again. He was currently in the middle of writing the next chapter of his yet to be published story. He usually didn't suffer from writer's block per see, or so other writers call it but this time he couldn't translate his thoughts to words. It resembled more of a jumble, really. He had all the right scenes in his head but not the right words. He sighed and tried to type again only to glare at his laptop. "Fucking immature." He snapped and deleted the entire three hundred words he had written. It was too obvious that he was describing a certain not so innocent bunny boy. He couldn't believe his stupid crush on his roommate (and his hormones) influenced his writing this much.

"Fucking hell." He cursed again as he tried to gather his scattered thoughts. 'He looked into his eyes with a mysterious glow that the younger couldn't place quite precisely. It resembled the stare of a lion, watching its prey silently and intently before its attack. The younger only stared back, challengingly. He raised an eyebrow at the older, waiting for some kind of reaction. He knew what was going to happen but he also knew the older was shy. He purposely got closer until their noses were touching. 'Are you just going to stand there like a fool or were you going to kiss me hyung?' He whispered. When he didn't receive anything from the older but a stammering response, he lunged forward and smashed their lips together, his muscular arms encircling his waist, and smirked victoriously as he felt the other kiss him back.'

Taehyung stared at his passage then sighed. This wasn't romantic whatsoever. This was pure lust. Fuck it. He groaned and deleted all of it again. He wanted a ROMANTIC scene not this gibberish. He growled and slapped his laptop shut and threw it aside. "That's it. I need a drink." He mumbled and got up.

Jeongguk peeked from under the sheets when his roommate headed to the kitchen. He was used to Taehyung always snapping at his laptop and staying up this late to write. With the little amount Taehyung slept, Jeongguk wondered how the older still hasn't lost his mind. Unlike him, Jeongguk would sleep like a baby, hugging the sheets and snoring. But lately, something kept him up. He couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried. Even though him and Taehyung slept almost the same amount, Taehyung would look absolutely great the next morning while he would look literally homeless.

Still, he didn't want his hyung to find out he hasn't been sleeping much or else he would be dead. Taehyung was a very caring yet very strict person, almost like a mother. He cared about Jeongguk a lot, and it was obvious so he would tear his ear off if he knew Jeongguk had been pretending to be asleep.

His eyes widened when he saw a shadow standing over him. He looked up and gulped as he saw Taehyung looming over him, a glass of water in his hand while his left one rested against his hip. "Why are you awake Jeon Jeongguk?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, as if daring the younger to lie or pretend he just woke up.