Don't Leave Me|| BTS

제 13 장

I wake up screaming, as soon as my body retches forward and realizes we are awake I immediately start sobbing. The door flies open right as the light turns on. I cover my face by bringing up both my arms in a x-formed blocking stance. I don't want however it is to see me like this, plus I don't know who it is. What if the dream was real and Seokjin is still mad?

"Yoongi," Namjoon's voice enters, and someone is climbing into my bed. I squeeze my eyes shut.

I start kicking in the direction I feel the bed moving. I'm unaware of who I am hitting but they jump back and off the bed quickly. I can't comprehend someone behind me since I'm too focused on who ever is in front of me. Someone pulls my hair, no, someone's pulling my hands from my own hair. A pair of muscular arms wrap around my arms pulling me back into their chest. My brain can't registrar (A/N: I don't know if this is how you spell it in English too but here's the Italian word) what's happening, and I go in panic mode. I'm too focused on escaping to realize I'm still sobbing and who ever is there is trying to calm me down. Everyone is talking or shouting, I can't tell. I'm so far away I can't hear what anyone is saying, or shouting. How loud is it? My head won't stop buzzing. The blanket was trapping my legs so I feel lighter when I manage to kick those off too.

Fuck the brusies, I think. I can't feel them right now anyways.

My sobs start to subside when the person in front of me manages to pin my legs down and is now sitting on my bed to keep them down. My body relaxes into the person behind me as I realize no one is hurting me. I slowly open my eyes as tears are still streaming down my face.

Namjoon is in front of me holding my legs down, Hoseok is standing holding a box of tissues as Seokjin pats my face dry with them. Jimin and Taehyung are standing beside the door, it's closed and their observing quietly. That means Jungkook is behind me. I pull my legs away from Namjoon and pull them into me so I'm in fetal position. The clock on the wall says 5:47am. I slept through the whole night.

// 30 Minutes Earlier (Jungkook's POV)//

We have practice in a hour, usually I would've slept in but I wanted to make sure Yoongi Hyung got up with enough time to eat something. I started brewing his coffee when Jimin and Taehyung entered the kitchen. Taehyung was his happy self while Jimin giggled every now and then at something Tae would do but he was too tired to contribute.

Seokjin entered and decided to start cutting up fruit.

"Let Suga sleep in as much as possible. We're going to have a healthy breakfast," Seokjin said, I pouted as he snatched the danish from my hand, "We need Yoongi to eat, he's very malnourished, and I don't want him pointing out how you all are eating sweets while he has to eat fruit and such. So please just work with me on this, so we have as little arguing as possible this morning."

"Okay Hyung."

"I don't know how I'm supposed to bring up him having to go to the doctor before he can go on tour with us," Namjoon joined the kitchen convo, Hoseok directly behind him.

"I'll talk to him Namjoon," Hoseok smiled.

Yoongi was a sucker for Hoseok, I smiled at that thought.

"Yoongi Hyung won't say no to J-hope," Jimin laughed, thinking the same as me.

Namjoon sighed in relief, trying to grab the same danish Seokjin snatched from me.

"Namjoon!" Seokjin swatted his hand, "Didn't you see me scold Jungkookie just now?"

I chuckled, as Namjoon's mouth formed an 'o' while he watched Seokjin take my danish away.