Bite Me, Fight Me - h.js

Twenty-One

"Y/N..." A voice calls to the young woman in her dreams as she sees nothing but darkness. 

"Y/N..." It calls again stirring the curiosity inside of her. The girl quickly turns around, looking at every direction she could think of to find the familiar voice that is calling to her. Why does this voice sounds so familiar to her. She knows their name on the tip of her tongue, but somehow she can't let it out. 

"Y/N...don't come..." She furrows her brows. 

"...don't...don't come near me!" Her eyes widen.

"Jisung!" The sleeping girl yells at the top of her lung, as if her life depends on it. A strong arm pull her up to cradle her, quietly mumbling words of comfort. Y/N open her eyes as she comes to face the soft expression written on the blue hair boy. 

"I'm here...I'm here." He murmurs repeatedly to comfort her and a small smile of relief appeared on her face. Y/N snuggles closer to him which he didn't mind. 

It was almost noon when Y/N was awaken by a nightmare she couldn't decipher. What was it? Who was it? The young woman let her eyes adjust to the morning light of the bedroom, where she stayed over night. Her eyes wonders towards the nightstand, where the silver knife lays. 

Reaching out to grab it, Jisung shifts comfortably on his bed as he eyes her movements. He didn't question her dream or he actions, but watches. Her fingers curled, her hand grab onto the knife tightly, as if scared something was going to hurt her, she begins to cry softly.