for some reason, yoongi couldn't sleep.
namjoon has his head resting on the older's chest, strong arms still wrapped around his waist.
all yoongi is doing is just staring at the ceiling, keeping his hand on the younger's hair.
the older softly sighed, making namjoon squirm and slowly fluttered his eyes open.
"yoongi..are you still up?" he slightly mumbled, lifting his head up from his chest.
"yeah. i am still up."
"you okay? what's wrong?" he lifted himself up to hover over the older.
"i can't sleep."
"how come?"
"i don't know..." he mumbled. "i just can't."
"you should've told me. i would've stayed up with you." namjoon had a pout.
"it's okay, namjoonie." he put his arms around the boy's neck. "you looked comfortable."
"eh."
"what do you mean, 'eh'?"
"you weren't sleeping.." he mumbled, looking away.
"awh." yoongi poked his cheek.
"do you need sleeping pills?"
"no. i just have to think of something more relaxing."
"then think of me." namjoon smiled.
"weirdo."
boring oof
