BTS One Shots & Imagines

(Minjoon) Just Let Me Be In Your Arms

With trembling hands he reaches out to try and grab onto his mother's sleeves but her eyes stare back at him with the same disgusted face as always and slaps his hand away harshly. He whimpers at the stinging sharp pain, contracting his hand back to chest chest while staring at her with his miserable tearful eyes. Her eyes are like daggers, eyeing at his figure as if he was nothing but a pathetic wounded animal. Towering over him, he feels her hand reach out to pull at his hair, her nails digging into his scalp hard enough to draw blood. She tsks when he screams like he's being burned and sobs loudly, apologies spitting out of his rough bloody lips. "What a mess...fuckin' disappointment you are, should've killed you when you were still inside me" she curses, immense rage burning within her and he whimpers, voice raspy and tired "no please, sorry- mother don't—".
Jimin gasps, his eyes opening and consciousness dripping back into his hazy mind. He breathes harshly sitting up on the bed as the sheets pool around his shaking knees.The image of the dream still vivid inside his mind, the blood, the pain, the tears, her face, everything still vivid, still there. It was a dream, he hears Namjoon's soft voice call in his head, it's okay you're okay baby. He feels his own hands tremble by his sides and cold sweat all over his body. With anxious eyes he searches for his lover in the dark, afraid of the nightmare he's just woken up from but Namjoon doesn't seem to be beside him on the bed or even in the room at all.
He feels desperate when he sees faint light coming from the small space underneath their bedroom door, knowing where his lover must be, Jimin slowly steps off the bed.
The floor is cold when his feet makes contact with it, his hand quickly comes to his lips to stop a sob from leaving his mouth and he cries quietly while standing beside the bed. Breathe darling, he hears Namjoon's voice again, breathe for me, you're okay. He waits a few seconds to collect himself before running to the door. Once he's out of the room he shuts the door behind him hastily, cursing under his breath as Jimin's mind starts playing tricks on him again, making him think someone else was in the room along with him. His eyes move to the room in the corner of the corridor and a sigh leaves his parted lips when he see warm light shining through the small crack of the opened door. Namjoon must have kept it open for him just in case. Jimin knocks on the door twice, waits outside in the cold corridor he feel lost quite when Namjoon doesn't open the door quickly before it dawns on him that Namjoon must have his headphones on.

Pushing the door open softly with his hand, he watches Namjoon turn around in his chair, take his headphones off and a frown make its way on his beautiful face. The light emitting from his computer screen, blinds Jimin's eyes slightly. "Baby?" he hears Namjoon, "it's late love, did I wake you up?" he says, voice calm but with a thin sheet of worry under it. Relief washes over Jimin once the soft breathy voice of his lover settles into his mind and body. His eyes glisten with fresh tears and loud broken sobs thrash their way out of his throat and the sight of his knees buckling and his shivering legs giving up is enough to have Namjoon on his feet.

Namjoon is as quick as ever, strong arms wrap around Jimin in a second, not letting him fall to the ground.

Jimin doesn't miss Namjoon's small gasp and the way he almost falls out of his chair trying to catch him. Jimin's arms wrap around his shoulders tightly and he wails in his arms out of pure misery and fear. Namjoon soothes him by rubbing his back slowly and combing his hand through Jimin's hair while whispering comforting words to him, saying I'm here now baby, it's okay, it's okay love you're okay darling, I'm right here everything's fine.
He pecks Jimin's shoulder once and Jimin tenses when he feels the other's arms retract from his body. "Shh, its alright love just gonna get you up so we can get you back in bed mh?" Namjoon whispers against his ears and Jimin shakes his head furiously, another sob threatening to escape. "Don't wanna go back to bed?" Namjoon asks, confused for a couple of seconds before he raises an eyebrow and speaks with a softer tone, "...nightmare love?". Jimin nods hesitantly feeling a little ashamed that he's causing Namjoon trouble because of his nightmares again, so he buries his face into the other's neck and holds him tightly. Namjoon hums beside his ear as his thumb traces circles onto the bare skin of Jimin's hip and Jimin realizes that he's pushed up his shirt. Namjoon kisses his earlobe airily before helping him wrap your legs around his waist.
Namjoon stands on his legs easily and carries Jimin like he's a feature in his arms. "I'm sorry  I left you alone,  I should've been there for you darling.." he sighs, regret dripping from his sorrowful voice and Jimin shakes his head instantly, kissing the other's neck as if to say it's okay, wasn't your fault. "C'mere" Namjoon mumbles, pulling Jimin onto his lap while letting him straddle him trying to find a comfortable position to stay in. Letting his legs hang out of the gaps of the chair Jimin is quick to bury his face in Namjoon's neck again, leaving affectionate kisses before sighing and resting his head against his shoulder. "Gonna sleep here hun?" Namjoon asks softly and he nods, sniffling at the thought of going back into the room alone.
"Can you tell me about the dream, sweetheart?" Namjoon's voice is hesitant when he speaks this time, Jimin stiffens at his question but Namjoon's quick to console him by rubbing his back. "It's okay we can talk about it later, but we have to, alright?" Jimin nods, but still reluctant. His hands draw at his eyes to rub off the sticky feeling and he moves away from Namjoon for a few minutes to look at his computer screen. Namjoon stares at Jimin with an admiring smile which breaks into something more heartfelt when he sees a twinkle in the other's eyes and a smile on his lips when he sees a new folder of a song. Jimin looks back at him and points at the screen, smiling cheekily.
Show me please, he's trying to say. Namjoon chuckles, "give me a kiss and maybe i'll think about it". Jimin is quick, placing a tender kiss against his lips for a split second before pulling away. Red and pink painting his cheeks, he wonders how he still gets flustered after all these years of being with Namjoon.
Namjoon's eyes are tired but full of love as he pulls Jimin against his chest, kissing his forehead before nudging his head to rest on his shoulder. The silent sound of Namjoon's soft breathing is soothing as his fingers comb through the other's hair while his hand returns to click the mouse and open different files on his computer.
Soon the melody of Namjoon's new song plays in the background, soothing Jimin's distressed mind in gentle waves. Jimin smiles to himself, snuggling closer to Namjoon and breathing in the scent of his favorite shampoo, in that moment like many other times Jimin realizes that there's no place safer than the arms of your lover.