One day
Yoongi awakes
and stays awake
for a bit longer.
He looks distressed
worried, even.
I sit on the edge
of my bed
that's now his bed.
"Whatever
is the matter,
hyung?"
He reaches out
and touches my face shakily.
"Hobi-ah,
why haven't you slept?"
I break our gaze
and look down.
"You are my priority.
I don't want to leave you."
A silence ensues.
Then,
"If you don't want to leave me,
then come sleep here with me."
He shimmies to the side
and pulls the covers down
patting the space
where he wants me to lay.
I hesitate
but then I crawl under the covers
and join him.
His body is warm
from the fever
but I am cold.
I wrap my arms
around his tiny waist
and he lays his head
in the nook
of my shoulder.
His heartbeat echoes
through his back
and I feel it on my stomach.
boom-boom.
boom-boom.
boom-boom.
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arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)
RomanceI've killed so many times before so why is now any different?
