Dedicated to: @staycute1234 for helping me get on the Taegi train. Merry Christmas!
When he shot open his eyes, the room was still dark and the sound Hoseok’s heavy breathing mixed with his own was the only thing that echoed through the air. For a moment, he clutched the sheets, unsure whether or not it was all over. But seconds turned to minutes and it was obvious, the dream was over.
Taehyung has been having nightmares for months. They’d started off small, only happening every other week or so and only bad enough to give him a light jolt out of sleep. But now, they happened every day and almost consistently tore him out of sleep multiple times a night. He hadn’t mentioned it to the other members, because he knew he’d be unable to explain the entire thing. By the time he woke up, he didn’t quite remember what had scared him, only that it had been perpetually terrifying.
Careful not to make too much noise and wake Hoseok, Tae gathered himself and headed towards the kitchen for yet another bottle of water. The clock on the wall read 3:00am and everyone had only gone to sleep only three hours prior. He’d been up about three times so far that night; three nightmares in three hours. He was certain that this time he would just stay awake until the other members rose in the morning. Then he’d have the noonas apply extra makeup under his eyes to make him seem awake before anyone could notice. Once he had decided on his next moves, he reached into the fridge for the bottle of water, leaned against the counter, and huffed quietly.
“Yah, Taehyung. What are you doing up again?” Taehyung turned quickly, catching sight of the mint-haired male rubbing his eyes tiredly.
“Oh,” he forced his signature box smile. “I just couldn’t sleep, that’s all. You can go back to bed, hyung, I’m fine.”
Yoongi lifted his eyes, tilting his head to the side slightly. “Why ya lying to me, Tae?"
"I’m not lying hyung.” The last thing Taehyung wanted to do was worry the other members. But the concern in Yoongi’s voice made him feel a bit better. It was nice knowing he cared.
Yoongi took a few steps forward, getting as close as he could to Tae without making their height difference too significant. His eyes were still low, heavy from sleep, and his cheeks were stained pink. He looks really cute when he first wakes up, Taehyung caught himself thinking. It was involuntary but he was really fascinated with this new view of Yoongi. It was different than the one he was used to seeing.
“Well then why have you been up, sometimes five times a night, everyday for the last week?”
For the first time, Taehyung felt himself struggling to keep his composure. He didn’t know that he’d been loud enough to wake Yoongi up all those nights, and he began to worry if he’d waken the other members as well. Worry swam around his mind as he took a swig of the water bottle, trying to keep from making eye contact with his hyung.
“Just nervous for the comeback that’s all. I’ve been catching on sleep in the middle of the day though, no worries. I’ll be heading back to bed now.” He turned and began to quickly walk away, water bottle in hand, when a small hand wrapped around his wrist.
“Why didn’t you tell someone you were having nightmares?” Yoongi’s words were low and laced with concern. When Taehyung turned around, he was shocked by the sad look in the older male’s eyes.
Yoongi was now the one walking, his hand still wrapped around Taehyung’s wrist. They arrived at the door to Yoongi’s room and, before he could resist, the younger boy was being pulled into the bedroom and onto a mattress. Yoongi grabbed the bottle of water and placed it on the floor beside them before wrapping his arms around the younger boy and pulling the covers around them. Taehyung felt his cheeks heat up as he involuntarily snuggled back into his hyung, feeling safer than he had in months.
“You can come over here whenever you have a nightmare.” Yoongi’s words were soft and deep as he spoke into the back of Taehyung’s neck. “You don’t have to worry about waking me. Just slide in."
Taehyung was so surprised he could barely speak. Yoongi had always watched out for him and cared for him, but he’d never heard his voice so sweet and comforting. It was in stiff contrast with his usual demeanor, but Tae was beginning to like it. All he could manage to say was a short, "Okay, hyung.”
Then, though brief and barely noticeable, Tae felt a soft kiss on the back of his neck right before Yoongi’s body became heavy behind him. Warmth spread through his body as he fell into his own soft slumber.
He didn’t have anymore nightmares that night.