Group: GOT7

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Theme: Fluff//Nightmare

Length: short/drabble/novella/long/novel

*I do describe a nightmare in here of themes associated w/stress (running away and almost dying) so just fyi

You walked into your room and changed into comfortable wear to sleep in. After changing, you washed up before tucking yourself in. Usually, you would grab your phone and check your social media and maybe read a bit, but tonight you were so tired that you shut your eyes as soon as your head hit the pillow.

After a while of subconscious thoughts stressing over what to do about this and that, your mind creates the perfect scenario. You were on the middle of the street, for who knows what, and the place is deserted. There’s no people around and no sound but the wind howling. 

All of a sudden, you see someone in the distance, running towards you. You can’t see his face, but your mind automatically tells you to run. You listen to it and run as face as you could.

Run. Running.

Before you knew it, you were faced with a dead end. The road ended, and you had no where to go, and no one to help you. 

The man kept running towards you, and before you could identify him, you woke up.

Your eyes jolted open, and you blinked multiple times after to wake up a bit more. You turn your head towards your nightstand and check the time. 3am. You roll around in your bed, annoyed and scared. You try to get comfortable again, but you couldn’t relax enough.

Unable to fall asleep, you decided to call Junior. You dial his number and wait for him to pick up. 

You waited for a while, and were about to hang up until you heard a, “Y/n?” on the other end.

“Hey Junior,” you wearied.

“Is everything alright? You sound tired. Isn’t it like 3 something? Y/n, why aren’t you asleep.”

“I miss you,”

“I miss you too, Y/n. I’ll be home soon,” he paused before asking, “Did you have a nightmare?” Dang, he figured it out.

When you didn’t reply, he knew he was right. “You’re stressed, aren’t you?” He continued without you answering, since he knew he was right again. “Take care of yourself better, Y/n, for me. I know things are hard right now, but you can get through it.”

“Thanks Jinyoungie.” You took a deep breath and didn’t say anymore. There was a silence on the line, but a comfortable silence. You didn’t need to say anything, and neither did he. However, he knew you had to rest well and wake up again the next morning.

“I should get going, you need to rest for tomorrow.” You groaned in denial and he chuckled at you for being so cute.

“Want me to sing you a song?” You hummed in agreement. Without any background music, he sang an acapella cover of All of Me.

What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawing me in and you kicking me out.

You got my head spinning, no kidding

I can’t pin you down.

When he finished, you brought your hands to the mic of the phone and clapped lightly. “Wah, my heart is calm again. As expected, Park Jinyoung is the best remedy to a nightmare.”

“Aw, thanks Y/n. Now sleep well and text or call me if you can’t sleep again. Good night!”

“Night, Jinyoungie.”

Before hanging up, he managed to sneak in, “Dream of me!”