BTS One Shots & Imagines

(Junghope) Abyss

The room was dark, and the stoic faces of his hyungs surrounded him. Jungkook looked around nervously, confused. Then his eyes came to rest on the face directly in front of him.
"Hoseokie-hyung?" His voice seemed so small in the great silence.
Hoseok said nothing, simply staring at him. Jungkook walked up to him, waving a slender hand in front of the older boy's eyes. Nothing. He leaned forward, reaching a hand towards Jin, as if to touch his shoulder. For a moment, time itself seemed to stand still. Then Jungkook's hand passed right through Hoseok's shoulder.
Jungkook screamed, flinging himself backwards. "Hyung, what's happening?!" Jungkook trembled in fear, his face pale.
To his horror, right before his very eyes, Hoseok faded away into the darkness that laid heavily in the room. Jungkook gasped, his doe eyes wide with terror. "Hyung?" He called softly, tears beginning to stream down his beautiful face.
He spun around to face the others, only to find that they had vanished as well. "Hyung!" He was screaming now, overwhelmed by his lonely terror. He was lost in darkness, his breath coming in quick, desperate gasps. Then he was choking, there was no air, he couldn't breathe-
Jungkook bolted upright, a scream clawing its way up from his chest. It was wild, animalistic. Beside him, Hoseok's eyes shot open, immediately fixing themselves on his boyfriend's weak, trembling form. He leaned over and wrapped Jungkook into his tight protective embrace. Jungkook's body shuddered and shook with each breath he took, his whole being crying out in terror.

"Hyung," Jungkook whimpered into his chest, "Hyung please don't leave." His words were punctuated by harsh gasps and sobs."Please-"
"Shhhhhh," Hoseok soothed, kissing Jungkook's silky hair softly, "You're safe baby. Hyung isn't going anywhere."
Hoseok's eyes teared slightly as he watched the brave boy that he loved attempt to fight down the fear that had taken hold of his heart. He gently ran a hand through Jungkook's hair while keeping a firm, grounding hold on the younger's petite waist.

"You would never leave me, right hyung?" Jungkook implored, his innocent, fear-filled eyes boring into Hoseok's warm, gentle ones.
"Of course not Kookie. You are mine, and I cherish what is mine. I will never let you go, baby." With that, Hoseok leaned down, capturing Jungkook's plump lips in a gentle kiss.
Jungkook pressed his lips against his hyung's desperately, knocking their teeth together with the force. Hoseok pulled away, looking at his dongsaeng in concern. His eyes scanned over Jungkook's form, taking in the tears still streaming down his cheeks and the strength with which he held the older boy close to him.
"Aigoo, what was in that dream?" Hoseok's voice was tender as he gazed down at Jungkook, and a new wave of tears poured from the younger's eyes.
"You were gone," He gasped out, "You weren't responding and then I couldn't touch you and then you were gone and I was alone and the others were gone too and I didn't know what to do hyung did I do something wrong why did you-" Jungkook went silent as a single finger was pressed gently to his lips.
"None of that, you hear me?" his hyung's voice was soft, but his statement was laced with an unmistakable air of finality. "You are mine. No matter what you do wrong, I will always be there. I will never leave you. What you just experienced, it was just a dream. Nothing more. You understand me?"
Jungkook nodded mutely, any further argument vanishing from his lips. It was rare that his hyung used that tone, and when he did there was no arguing. Hoseok smiled slightly at Jungkook's easy submission.

He leaned down to place a soft kiss on Kookie's forehead. The younger sighed softly, tension slowly leaving his body as he molded into the tight hold that the dancer had on him. He relished in the security of the arm looped strongly against his waist, and felt the strength of his hyung's chest. Nothing in the world could harm him if he had his hyung by his side.
"You have to sleep now baby," Hoseok whispered, his eyes still watching attentively for any signs of distress still emanating from the younger.
Jungkook whined softly, pouting up at Hoseok. The older laughed and rested his chin on top of the other boy's head. Within minutes, the two had drifted off.
The next morning Jungkook woke up to Hoseok's arms still wrapped tightly around his waist. He smiled softly at the sleeping boy, his affection for the other nearly overwhelming him.

Burying his head in his hyung's chest, he breathed in deeply. Hoseok's comforting scent filled his nose, and he sighed in contentment. He dozed off again, safe and comforted with the knowledge that, no matter what, his hyung would be there to save him from the darkness.