'you died..'
                          
"no, no! get it off!" he cried, throwing the controllers to the floor, now trying to take off the headset. yoongi couldnt help though, he was practically in tears from laughing so much.
                          
once he got it off he ran to the couch, stuffing his face into a pillow. "why are you laughing? did you not see the zombies?! i almost had a heart attack" he whined. 
                          
"if it makes you feel better- um i wasn't laughing all the time" he smiled and sat next to the boy. "how does jungkook play that?"
                          
"he's jungkook, i don't know"
                          
he pouted thinking at the fact that he had to get to bed in a while. "how am i supposed to go to sleep? that shit is going to give me nightmares" yoongi hummed as he disconnected everything putting it back in the box. "i don't know, it's not real just know that"
he explained and went back to jungkooks room putting it back in his room, leaving hoseok alone. 
                          
x
                          
"bah!" yoongi yelled, shaking the boy's shoulders
                          
"wha- stop scaring me! how did you even get in here, i didn't notice.." the boy said. he had no idea when yoongi got in his room. "you were too focused reading. i just came in to tell you that you should sleep it's already midnight.." he was so lost, where did time go?? "ah, really? i didn't notice. did the rest come home?" hoseok asked, yoongi nodded and ruffled the boy's hair, telling him goodnight before he left his room.
                          
the boy stared at the floor and chewed his bottom lip 'it's not real just know that'
                          
"yeah, it's not real. i'm fine, i'm alive, zombies aren't real. now get it together and go to bed" hoseok whispered to himself and turned off all his lights, then running to bed, his sheets covering him.
                          
x
                          
a whimper left the boy's lips as he woke up. he sharply removed the sheets off, ready to bolt out his room.
                          
'its not real just know that' kept running through his head. he tried keeping calm, but tears were starting to form in his eyes. 
                          
"p-please n-no" he cried. hobi sat on his bed his knees tucked in chest. his room was pitched black which made it even worse. 
                          
he regretted playing that game, it has horrendous. the little woke up to a bad dream. 
                          
he tip toed to yoongi's room, even though it was pitch black through out the dorm, yoongi's room was right across his. he quietly opened the door, putting his arms out while walking so he wouldn't bump into anything.
                          
"h-hyung- yoonie are you in here?" his voice cracked.
                          
yoongi groaned and opened his eyes, turning on his lamp. "hyungs here. i'm right here" his voice was raspy and all deep from getting up. the boy's eyes widen and he ran up to the bed, attacking yoongi with a big hug. "what happened? are you okay?" he asked while hobi tried to get close to him, burying his face into the boy's chest. 
                          
"i-i-" he couldn't hold it in anymore, he broke down into tears, his hands violently gripping onto the olders shirt. "hobi, baby- are you hurt? what happened?" he whispered and tucked the boy's hair behind his ear.
                          
the boy shook his head and cried, his breaths uneven. yoongi frowned and sat up in bed, placing him on his lap. he wasn't sure why he was crying, but he knew he had to calm him down before matters get worse. "sweetheart, look at me please. calm down" he put the boy's hand on his chest, hoseok looked up, his eyes were all red and puffy. "you feel my breathing patters? please do the same for me" he whispered.
                          
hobi did the same and a couple breaths in and out he soon calmed down, shaking and whimpering a bit. 
                          
"you're okay, you're going to stay here with me" yoongi sighed. he got up the bed and closed the door, going back with the boy.
                          
the younger boy was now hiding under yoongi's sheets, closing his eyes. yoongi chuckled and pulled the covers back, but hoseok whined and pulled them over his head. "hey, no, what's wrong, hmm?" he pouted. 
                          
the younger one shook his head "h-he's gonna come, don't want him" he whispered, getting out the sheets and clinging onto his caregiver. yoongi cocked his head, but rubbed the boy's back for comfort
                          
who's 'him?'
                          
"who's this person you're talking about?" he asked. "i-is the zombie. don't want him" he pouted and rubbed his eyes, hiding himself under yoongi's shirt. his caregiver couldn't help and let out a small giggle before speaking up again "i promise he's not real, bubba. he's not coming to get you"
                          
"b-but what if he does?" he mumbled and got out the boy's shirt and looked up at yoongi. 
                          
yoongi hummed and thought for a bit "if it does, hmm. then hyung is here, i'm here to protect you" he smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. the younger nodded and let out a small huff. he was so tired after all the crying, but he didn't want to sleep, even though he was going to sleep with him he still didn't feel safe. 
                          
yoongi turned off the lamp, but turned it back on when he felt a strong squeeze on his arm left arm. "no pwease, keep it on" hobi begged. the older boy complied and left it on. "but how are we supposed to sleep with the light on?— i can't sleep with that on" 
                          
"wait, i have the perfect idea. come here" yoongi whispered and got out of bed, hobi doing the same. he picked up the boy and left his room going to the living room. hobi wasn't looking though, he was buried in the boy's neck. he didn't want to look, even though yoongi was holding him, he didn't know if he was playing some kind of joke on him
                          
"there, we're going back to my room now" he reassured. the boy nodded and gripped onto the boy. he didn't know what yoongi brought so for right now it was a surprise.
                          
the older boy smiled and closed the door behind him. he carefully let down the boy and the biggest smile was on hobi's face seeing what yoongi has in his hands. 
                          
it was a small wooden music box. he loved that music box, it had the cutest songs on them, he would always play it before bed.
                          
"you want me to play it?" yoongi asked already knowing the answer. the younger nodded and rubbed his eyes.
                          
it was probably around two in the morning now, but yoongi still hasn't given up. he was going to make him sleep one way or another.

                          
x
                          
one round of playing the small tune, hobi was dead, well not dead, but he was asleep in yoongi's arms. 
                          
the older couldn't help but coo him. he kissed his cheek and carefully placed him down right next to him on the bed. even though he was asleep he was still clinging onto yoongi, hugging him, his face tucked into the crook of the boy's neck.
                          
x
                          
bruh moment my school had a shooting threat today but i didn't die so that's fun, nothing new i'm used to it which is kinda sad rip. i love you so much!