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[randomconfused-person]

*Natasha taking a shower in the locker room after a workout at 3am*

Maria *walking in*: ha!

Natasha *pulling a knife out of a shampoo bottle*: WHO SENT YOU?!?!

[kai-9273]

Little Makeshift Family- part 1 ( prologue)

Ongoing story, click here to continue reading <3 ( it is on wattpad btw)

It was a quiet evening, strange considering it was halloween. Children would normally be running all over knocking on doors and trying to find the lucky house that gave out chocolate frogs or the occasional full sized Botts every flavor beans.

But it seemed like the world knew of the tragedy that had happened. The one that took place at Godrics Hollow, marking an end to the raging war.

Severus certainly knew, before the order even caught wind of it he was already fleeing towards the house.

He was horrified at the eerie silence of the house, broken by the terrified cries of a baby.

He barely registered the body lying limp at the threshold before making his way to the person he really came for. He found lily on the second floor in the nursery, the baby crying for his mother as severus clutched her body.

" no lily, no no no...." he trailed off into sobs.

He let out a cry, causing harry more distress but at this point he felt like his heart had been shattered.

He was supposed to meet lily next week, at a tavern to reconcile. Severus had gotten over his love for lily a long time ago but the one thing he always regretted was never making things right.

So when she reached out he was overjoyed, not that he'd show it but he was. She herself sounded happy when he finally said yes, shrieking excitedly over the fire when they talked to reconfirm.

But now it was all ripped away from him in a second, all because of the 'Dark Lord' he so called worshipped.

He turned his attention to the baby and walked over to him. Using a spell, he wiped off the blood dripping from his scar.

" shhh." He said softly, taking him in his arms.

" lets get you to the order."

His tone was solemn and harry slowly stopped crying, sniffling softly.

Then there was a crash downstairs and severus immediately jumped. Carefully walking down the stairs he held his wand close and harry even closer.

As he descended the stairs, the source of the noise became clear and severus' eyes widened.

" potter!" He yelled, running down as james struggled to stand.

" Snivilus? What the hell are you-?" James' eyes went from severus to harry and it seemed like all the events of that night came flooding back.

" no no- is lily-?!"

" you dont want to go up there." Severus held a hand to his chest.

" let me through."

" you're weak, and you.....im sure you already know what you're going to see up there." Severus looked down.

But ever so stubbornly james insisted. It was to the point where he was about to collapse from sheer exhaustion and severus took matters into his own hands.

Hooking his elbow around james' he stopped his squirming.

And without warning the three left the scene with a 'pop'.

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Severus sat next to james' hospital bed, silently mulling over what happened until he heard sheets stir.

James opened his eyes and immediately sat up. He looked around frantically, clutching at his shirt until he finally caught sight of severus.

" Snivilus, what are you doing here?" He panted.

Severus crossed his legs, leaning back into the chair.

" who else would be here?"

James sighed, looking around confused.

" where's harry?"

" i dropped him off at Blacks. I couldn't legally take him with you unconscious."

James sighed and held his head in his hands, bringing his knees close to his chest.

" oh god. Lily she.....she didn't make it did she?"

Severus looked down, fidgeting with his hands in hopes to stop the shaking.

" she was already dead when i arrived."

This received a choked off response and a shuddering breath. James covered his face, trying to keep it together but failing.

" guess you got what you wanted huh? Happy Potter family ruined." James spat bitterly.

Severus' eyes widened.

" are you serious? This is what you're thinking of right now?"

" oh dont deny it. I know you hated our relationship, probably too busy falling in love with my wife."

" Potter this isn't a time to pick fights with me."

" oh really? Then when is? I wake up after getting attacked by a manic wizard and then i see YOU of all people carrying my son!"

" i was trying to help! I thought you were dead!"

" well guess i got lucky then. My wife is dead but hey, at least you're here." James looked angry, eyes wide and cold.

Severus scoffed.

" you're clearly in grief. Ill take my leave. Goodbye potter." Severus stood up swiftly and walked away, swinging the door open and leaving.

As soon as he did james regretted it. He wished he wasn't alone, even if it was his former nemesis.

He was confused and angry and he was lashing out due to it. Plus severus wasn't exactly the face he wanted to see.

But honestly it was better than no one.

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One month later. November 30th, a full month of the new war-less world and severus was sitting beside a hospital bed once again. He should've been happy, not having to deal with the ongoing battle anymore.

But for peace, they gave happiness in return.

" hello." Severus said blankly, not looking up from his book while james woke up.

After the first few days he stopped getting surprised severus was there and instead just stared blankly at the ceiling.

Grief takes many forms, but for james it seemed like he was a monotonous zombie now.

He barely ate, barely talked. Just sat in his hospital room laying in bed.

Of course severus was there, and the occasional Sirius to try and cheer him up. Remus came a few times, even brought the baby.

But no matter what, nobody could get through to James.

" i brought you breakfast. Hot chocolate and a scone." Severus pointed towards the food set next to his bed on the side table.

" magic hospital or not the food must really suck."

It felt like talking to a brick wall but if he didn't severus was gonna lose his mind. Severus turned towards the 'breakfast' the nurses brought for him, the bland sludge sitting untouched in the safety of its bowl.

" oatmeal?"

" or cardboard that looks like oatmeal. Probably more accurate."

Severus almost jumped from hearing James' voice after so long but he chose not to give a reaction.

" hm. Sounds about right." Severus nodded.

James sat up, grabbing the hot chocolate in his hands and taking a sip. The familiar winter chill was starting to settle in.

He was pale and his hands had turned bony. Tear marks and red eyes from lack of sleep and the crying was evident on his face. He looked so hollow. It was hard to see.

" so....you're getting discharged tonight. Excited? You can get harry back." Severus commented, closing his book softly.

James stopped all movements and swallowed. He set the to go cup in his lap, picking at the lid.

" do i have to go back to Godrics hollow?" He asked, feeling shivers travel down his spine just from the thought.

" not if you dont want to. Im sure Black or Lupin could make accommodations. Anyone in the Order would be happy to-"

" what about you? Where do you live?"

Severus was surprised by this, from all the people in the world who would kill to give a home to these two James asks him.

" im a teacher at Hogwarts so i gotta stay close. I live in a small house in Hogsmeade."

James nodded, still picking at his cup to the point severus was scared he was gonna burrow a hole into it.

" its two bedrooms. Spacious but im afraid Harry wouldn't have his own nursery. Then again we could always turn the closet into one."

James looked up with wide eyes, surprised severus was actually considering letting them stay. Severus rolled his eyes at the bewildered look james was giving him.

" relax i was kidding, im not gonna stick your child in a closet, what kind of monster does that?"

" no no. Its not that uh....I didn't think you'd actually consider it." James traveled off then looked away.

Severus smiled to himself then shrugged.

" its for lily's sake. She would've wanted her child and husband safe. So i will do everything in my power to ensure that. Even if it means living with you."

James snorted, pursing his lips in a kind of sad smile.

" then do you mind if we stay with you? I just know that if we go anywhere else then they'll make a big deal out of it. You're the only one that doesn't make me feel like your walking on eggshells."

" of course."

" just until i find a place for me and harry. Then we'll be out of your hair."

" sure. No problem. Stay as long as you need."

" thank you."

Severus hummed in response and James gave a sheepish smile before he decided it was time to look at the scone severus had brought.

Quietly severus reopened his book, sipping on his own coffee while james enjoyed his breakfast.

Hm. Living with the Potters. That'll be interesting.

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It was in fact interesting. Around 5 pm was when james was discharged, Dumbledore and Mcgonagal even came to check on him.

After countless ' no im fine, really im fine's they finally got a move on.

Members of the order had so lovingly packed all of james' things for him so that he didn't even have to set foot in his house.

Probably for the best since the robot man they call James Potter was one more traumatic experience away from losing his mind.

But for now here they were, standing outside of Severus' humble little cottage.

" i know it must be smaller than what you're used to but it does the job." Severus added, feeling a little defeated already.

" no no i like it. Its....quaint. It reminds me of hogwarts."

" well considering we're less than 20 minutes away from hogwarts i would think so."

James snorted, the first time severus has heard him laugh in a while.

James wasn't one to grieve, even with the loss of his parents he didn't really show much emotion but for the past month he had completely shut down.

It was nice seeing him at least react.

" shall we go in?" Severus gestured to the door.

James nodded, going to pick up his luggage but severus was already floating them in the air and into the house. One by one his suitcases wafted into the house so james followed his belongings.

Upon entering he almost laughed. It was almost bare, not much lighting, not even picture on the walls.

It was almost too Severus Snape.

" i know its bare but i dont spend much time here. Good news for you probably." Severus stood next to him after seeing james' amused look.

The comment made james sad, that severus wasn't around much because he wasn't sure how he was going to handle alone time.

" uh but feel free to decorate it however you like. Honestly it needs the renovation. Chances are ill be living here for as long as i teach so its good if it looks like someone actually lives here."

James' luggage was floated upstairs by severus' magic, up the steps into what james was assuming was his room.

" the bedrooms are upstairs, kitchen down that hallway, living room across it. I was thinking i could add a room on the second floor, could probably magic one but I'll have to ask Dumbledore." Severus mumbled while walking down said hallway.

James followed him to the kitchen and again, he wasn't surprised at the completely bare atmosphere.

" you dont cook much do you?" James asked.

" oh. Well i eat at school so there's never really a reason for me to." Severus shrugged.

" so you wouldn't mind if i used this kitchen?"

" make it your own personal sanctuary. Just dont go into my office. Its at the back of the house and it has a lot of rare potions in it."

James raised his eyebrows and walked around the kitchen, admiring the nice marbled countertops.

" will do. Uh when is harry coming here?"

" oh, Lupin said he will bring him around 7 pm. Apparently Black is having a hard time saying goodbye."

" sounds like Sirius."

" it does."

There was brief silence, followed by some tense inhales and then james finally broke it.

" im gonna uh, check upstairs."

" oh yeah go ahead." Severus nodded.

James bounded up the stairs, checking out the rooms while severus collected his bearings.

Oh god this was gonna be really interesting.

[a-lonely-tatertot]

Finding Home

A/N: HIIIIIII IM BACK BOIS! Anyways this is a shorter chapter I didn’t wanna mess with outline so you get tiny chapter. sooo woot woot for like barely 2k words? But like the doc im writing this on is at like 19k and 29 pages i am in shock. trying to get back a consistent updating with this so uh yeah dont keep your hopes up tho- working on ch. 7 rn hope you enjoy! As always betaed by the glorious @bookwyrminspiration

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Chapter 6: These Secrets Stain Us Red

They had gotten off the bus at the last stop before Kull, stepping out into the cold air. Sophie glanced at the trees in the distance turning orange and yellow. Distantly, she remembered when she was younger this was her favorite season, how the leaves would fall and crunch at her feet, and how it was actually somewhat bearable to be outside. She smiled at the memory as she held Linh’s hand, walking quickly to the gas station, her stomach already grumbling.

“Linh?” a voice called from behind them as they stood in line. Linh swung around, trying to find the source of who called her, nearly startling Sophie into almost dropping her water. The mystery person stepped out from behind a small cluster of people with an overly energetic wave. “Linh! It is you!” he called.

Sophie watched as Linh’s eyes landed on the man and her whole expression shifted. As opposed to the man’s own happiness, Linh seemed to put a wall between her real emotions and the rest of the world, her face betraying nothing. “Hey, Sameul!” Linh said in pretend excitement; Sophie knew that her words carried an undertone of malice.

This Sameul was not the man Sophie had seen in the memories, but from Linh’s reaction, he seemed to probably be involved in whatever Linh was in.

“That’s me,” Sameul responded, clearly not getting Linh’s annoyance like Sophie was. “Geez, it’s been what, how many months since I last saw you?”

“Yeah it’s been a while,” Linh said, her shoulders rigid and her jaw set. Who the heck is this guy? she thought. Their name was called and Sameul followed them to go pick up their food. Sophie tried not to feel trapped with the way Linh’s eyes darted.

Sameul smiled ruefully, “Last time I saw you you had a little backpack and were running out the door in the middle of the night.” Linh took in a sharp breath and stuttering to a halt, her tray of food almost dropping. Sophie raised her eyebrows, more confused than ever. There was a beat then a sharp ring interrupted the weighted silence and Linh’s eyes widened with relief.

“Oh Sam, I’m sorry, that’s her sister calling. She’s really gotta take that. Why don’t you come with me?” Linh asked, more of a command than a suggestion. Reluctantly, Sophie pressed accept on her phone, ready to unleash the crazy whirlwind of shit that she had found out on one completely unprepared Amy. “What up checking in blame Tina she was worried,” Amy said, boredom concealing her concern.

“Uhuh sure Tina was worried,” Sophie chuckled. “Anyways, Linh is being super suspicious.”

Amy made a startled noise, “O-okay then so not well.” 

Sophie nodded even though Amy couldn’t see her, “Yup, also uh side note, totally did not watch another one of her memories.” “Sophie! It’s like you’re trying to do it on purpose!”

“It was an accident I swear!”

“Mhm, yeah, definitely.”

Sophie grumbled, “Oh screw off. Anyway, I was in this bathroom and her knuckles were all bloody like she had punched something. And then this guy came in and said that she wasn’t allowed to be reckless anymore, but from what I saw it was like she was living with some other runaway people I guess?”

Amy was silent for a moment. “Well damn.”

“Yeah,” Sophie agreed. “You shoulda seen her when this guy recognized her while we were getting food; she got like scary tense and for a moment I thought she was gonna water power him.” “Water power him? Really? That’s what you’re calling it?” Amy said. Sophie could practically hear her raising her eyebrow. “At that point just call it water bending.”

“I refuse to call it that.”

“How dare you; you’ve disrespected our childhood.” Sophie laughed. “But seriously,” Amy continued, and she knew she wasn’t going to like what she was going to say next, “Soph, what happened to telling her about the memories? Instead, you just spied more.” “She’s the one with the sketchy past!”

“That you don’t have any right to!”

“She’s been weird and I need to figure out why. Once I do I’ll tell her everything.”

“No, you don’t need to figure it out yourself! You need to talk to her and she will tell you if she’s ready to.” “Don’t tell me what to do Amy. She lied to me. The first night we were together we talked about how we got here and she lied to me like it never happened.”

“This isn’t war Sophie. Just because you’re scared, just because she lied doesn’t mean you get to invade her privacy. She’s not the enemy Sophie, she’s your girlfriend.”

Sophie hung up and her phone buzzed twice more while she watched Linh walk back over to her. This wasn’t Amy’s problem, this wasn’t Amy’s life, so screw her for trying to tell her what to do. She had the abilities and she was sure as hell going to use them. “Sam left,” Linh said with a clearly fake smile. “Said he should probably get back on the bus and didn’t want to intrude.”

At that Sophie raised an eyebrow, she didn’t need to use her telepathy to know it was a lie.

Stepping on the bus felt like placing the weight of the world on her shoulders. She knew that man was something to Linh, or Linh was something to him; maybe he was what Linh was running from. She didn’t have regrets when she reached carefully out to Sameul’s mind and glanced at what he said to Linh. Maybe she should’ve regretted it, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She needed to know, when she had left the Lost Cities it was her way of saying “I will not be lied to even if it seems better that way”. So much had been kept from her and here she was, getting things from the source instead of waiting for someone to tell her.

The words, “You haven’t changed Linh,” rang in her ears as she pulled back, not letting any emotions show on her face as Linh followed behind her. Linh didn’t say anything so Sophie didn’t say anything and they settled into a tense silence as the bus around them buzzed with noise. Sophie tried to think of something to say as the words played on repeat in her head but Linh beat her to it.

“You never told me much about Mari, about what she means to you,” Linh said. Each word seemed rehearsed as if she had said it in her head a thousand times before speaking the words into existence. “I didn’t know you cared,” Sophie responded quickly before she could think it through.

“Tell me about Mari?” Linh asked softly.

Despite what Sophie was hiding from Linh and what Linh was hiding from her, she couldn’t stop herself from talking. The words may have meant nothing as she rambled on about her life there, only meant to be a distraction, but she let them spill from her lips without hesitation. She talked of Tommy, Angie, and Mari, of her weekly game nights, of the regulars at the diner. The people she had come to love yet when the time came she didn’t hesitate to leave ‘cause she was scared. Scared of the permanence of it, scared she’d lose herself in the dream of it. And how when she burned those bridges all she felt was a gaping hole in herself. As she talked she thought of the people she had left in the Lost Cities; how she burned it all like she had when she was young and reckless and angry burning her mark, the moonlark, into the ground desperate to prove something, desperate to mean something. But now she was afraid of that, tearing everything to shreds, burning it to ashes because she didn’t know how to mean something to someone. She thought of what Amy had said and briefly wondered if she would ever be able to just talk about something instead of treating everything as a mystery she was destined to solve. Eventually, her words lulled Linh to sleep and she let out a soft sigh of contentment as she laid her head on Sophie’s shoulder. Sophie glanced at Linh, only allowing herself a quick look at her girlfriend’s soft and relaxed face before staring out the window watching the gravel pass, not allowing herself time for her guilt and sadness to rise. She wasn’t allowed those feelings. With every fiber of herself Sophie dreaded and couldn’t wait for the moment they stepped off of the bus into Kull, the town with as weird of a name as people.

An hour later, as the sun started to fall behind the trees and the sky began to turn dark, that moment came and Sophie found her entire body filled with anxiety. They made their way to the front, Sophie in front of Linh, her hand stretched behind her holding Linh’s hand like a lifeline.

They were the only ones getting off and within seconds they were left standing on the dirt road, the bus was long gone. The air was cold, and the wind blew lightly, tossing around Sophie’s ponytail. Neither spoke to the other, standing in silence, staring at the buildings in front of them. It felt like they’d break a spell if they moved, if they talked, so Sophie didn’t. But Linh did (a spell didn’t need to last an eternity in her mind, just for the moment that it was intended for). Linh squeezed Sophie’s hand three times, dragging her out of her haze to stare at Linh confused.

“It’s a human thing,” Linh said sheepishly. Distantly Sophie remembered Amy teaching her, three squeezes, “I love you”. Four squeezes back and Sophie had said, “I love you too.” She didn’t have time to think if it was a lie because with that she started walking, entirely on autopilot, the familiar route to Mari’s house ingrained in her mind. It was after hours, so there’d be no point going to the diner. So she dragged Linh down main street, taking a left about halfway down, and then it was another block til she found herself outside the door on the white porch of the bright mobile home with her whole body buzzing. It was almost too much to be there; staring at it again it was like nothing had changed. But something had, because she didn’t have a key, and so she knocked with all of the impulsive courage she had left.

Three rapid knocks.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five seconds.

The door opened with a creak.

It wasn’t Mari.

There was a man, about her height, hair pulled in a bun and silver bangs over glasses. He was familiar, why was he familiar? Linh drew in a harsh breath of air and squeezed Sophie’s hand as tight as she could. That was when the puzzle pieces fell into place. That’s when it all made sense. The man standing in front of her was someone she hadn’t seen in two years other than in the memories she had unrightfully stolen from him. The man standing in front of her, still with his signature silver, was Tam Song.

Amy’s phone buzzed next to her, pulling her away from rereading her homework question for the eight time. Ever since Sophie’s call and her following silence Amy couldn’t focus; she tried to distract herself, and pulled herself away from texting Linh and telling her everything Sophie had told her. It’s not my place, she would think. It’s not part of the plan. Her phone unlocked and she slowly processed the photo and message. It was a picture of Sophie leaning her back against the gas station with her hand holding her phone to her ear. It was just like her co-conspirators to be that dramatic they had to send a photo too.

-Operation Collect the Dumbasses-

Braincell Holder: You know we heard that call. Pure of Heart Dumb of Ass: I thought we said that I would start this conversation? No Thoughts Head Empty: Yeah well you took too long. Braincell Holder: Not the Point. The Mental Stability: And the Point? This felt too pointed, Amy thought. Way too pointed and directed at her. Her phone buzzed again. Braincell Holder: Having second thoughts? Only slightly, Amy thought, but no no this needed to happen. The Mental Stability: No Pure of Heart Dumb of Ass: Thank the fucking ancients we can move on No Thoughts Head Empty: We’ve got a Phase 3 to begin

Phase 3, which they already had planned, would be the hardest to set up. Everything had to be just the right timing and just the right place.

Incoming call from Braincell Holder

Amy smiled as she accepted the call and long red hair popped into the frame. “Where is she?” Amy asked.

The redhead grinned, “She’ll be here in a minute, you know how Mrs. Sparkly Justice is; she’s got meetings but she said she’s got a friend who wants to help.”

Amy smiled, their little band of conspirators and their plan was working better than she could’ve imagined.

“So,” Amy said, “Where do we start?”

[yooncutiee]

[Description]

I could feel my nerves pulse against my body as I tell hobi what I've been dying to avoid "shit hobi I think I'm fucking In Love with him," I whisper it out enough for hobi to hear me.

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Genres: romance, mystery, horror,

MAIN CHARACTERS AND SHIPS: Taehyung, jungkook, jimin, suga, Namjoon, Jin, hobi.

Vkook, yoonmin, namjin.

Wattpad: yooncuteie

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~ CHAPTER 1 ~

~ NIGHTMARE ~

~ Taehyung POV~

I could feel my nerves pulse against my body as I tell hobi what I've been dying to avoid "shit hobi I think I'm fucking In Love with him," I whisper it out enough for hobi to hear me.

Hobi takes a deep breathe in before responding " I knew you couldn't handle what you got yourself into without feeling something"

"What i got myself into?"

He scoffs "don't play dumb"

He was right. I wasn't forced into this. I wanted it. Needed it. And jungkook was nice enough to offer it to me.

"Friends with benefits isn't exactly what I was planning to have with him" I say as I gaze my eyes out the car window of a Honda Civic, that was probably as old as my great grandpa was. It took too much effort for me to roll down the window using it's almost broke off handle. for hopes of fresh clean air. The air was cool against my sweaty forehead. Sinking more into my seat I turn to look at hobi driving while his right hand rests on my left thigh.

"How do you think he feels?" He asks me while eyes clued to the road ahead of us.

"Shit if I know" I mumble in annoyance.

"Well... guess" he chuckles

I shift in my seat, glaring at the headboard "he can handle me with such care sometimes I think he might actually feel something for me other then see me as a sex toy" my hand brushes along my sleeve. I pull on a thread to calm my nerves "Sometimes I feel like I'm his whole world.."

My heart swells up with hope at my own words. Knowing a possibility of it might be true. But in this life everything comes with a price. And I'd be damned if I let myself have this much hope.

"That's good, Right?" Hobi turns to look at me with worried eyes. Hand squeezing my left thigh in hopes to comfort me.

That's when the world suddenly stops. Everything around me losing its purpose as my heartbeat slows down and all I see next is two tail lights covering my entire existence. I didn't know that night would be the beginning of my end.

                     ~ 1 year later ~

I walked around helpless in a dark forest struggling to keep my balance as I made my way down a cleared path being illuminated by the moon. My only source of light to be used. My dream I was so certain I was having right now, as I did almost every night since I stop talking my medication that's supposed to make me normal again. But it only kept me at the surface. Barley breathing, but enough to survive.

I made my way through the clear path to come up to a big tree with red leafs. The sky turned pitch black as I looked up to see the moon be covered in darkness. That was when the blood came. Flowing through the cracks of the tree branch's. As it came closer to my feet I heard the screams. His screams. They flooded my ears like the blood at my feet going higher and higher. I stopped breathing. Stopped thinking, as I was swallowed by its darkness. As I was swallowed by my end.

That's when I always wake up.

I jumped up out of my sleep from another nightmare. Sweat was dripping from my forehead. "Damn it!" I cuss under my breath.

I pull my covers away and stumble my way to the bathroom located in the corner of my room. I switch the lights on and stare at my reflection.

I looked like shit. Felt like it too.

I turn the water faucet on to fill my hands with water and splash it on my face. rubbing my eyes harshly in hopes it wakes me up more. Deciding to reach out to open a small box laying out on the counter for easy access. taking out my prescription of medication that keeps the bad thoughts away.

But the bad thoughts never go away.

I get out two pills and pop them into my mouth and swallowed them dry. going back to my room and reaching for my phone on the night stand.

the time was 3:25 am. I suddenly had that sick feeling of dread. Too nervous to sleep alone tonight I swipe up on my phone and press a number on my contact listed as "kookie"

Will he even answer?

I hear four buzzing sounds on the other end as I wait for jungkook to pick up.

"Hello?" He sounds worried.

I hesitate at first but mange to say

"Hey kookie I need you"

He goes silent on the other line for what feels like hours but was only 10 seconds.

"O-okay tae I'll be there in....Like 10 minutes" stumbling over his words as if he is drunk.

I wouldn't be surprised if he was. Maybe at some club having a fuck or a drink to drown himself in.

I start to hear loud noises in the back and music bumping loudly on the other side of the phone. and already know one of my suspicions was right.

He breathes down the other line as a low voice comes through "dont you dare do anything stupid, I'll be there just hang tight" he waits for my response.

"I promise kookie I won't.. just come" I bite down on my lip to calm myself down. He hangs up the phone after my response. I put my phone back on the night stand and lay in bed waiting for him.

After a year of the accident we haven't made any process on our "friends with benefits" relationship. I shut down completely and never confessed my feelings. Telling him I needed time. He waited for me but not long enough. Half a year he waited before he went back to his old habits. I couldn't blame him. I was too broken for even him to fix.

Still no matter what, he was always there for me. like a security blanket. He was my security blanket.

After my many failed attempts of ending my life he was extra careful with me. Never leaving my sight.

He was the only one to understand me. He knew what I was going through because he too was going through it. He was one of the cars that crashed into us. The others were a hit and run. It broke me when I and jungkook were the only survivors. hobi had been my best friend since the first grade. He was family. Now he was gone.

Jungkook had became the closest thing I had to a best friend after hobi.

The others were fucked up by everything that we all drifted apart.

Jimin was absolutely devastated when hobi died. Fuck! We all were. But jimin was with him for 2 whole years. Planning a whole life together. That hits different.

Jin graduated that year and left never looking back. His brother was everything to him. Their mom took her own life after she was left alone, grieving her dead son while her cheating husband who left her for a young slut not even a month after his sons death. Maybe he thought she could fill the void he that hobi left in him.

Namjoon drowned himself in school work. Never batting an eye to us. Said he was too busy. Needed to work on his future and not worry about the dead.

Yoongi was... well he fell off the face of the earth. I pass him by through the halls but nothing more

We all lost something that night of the accident. Some more then others.

Breathing in a big gulp of air I hear a small knock on my window door. A smile spreads on my lips as I get up to open my window. Jungkook jumps over and into my room. There was a black framed full sized bed in the middle of the room, a night stand beside it and a small desk with a bookshelf. Quite small and messy but comfortable.

Jungkook grabs my waist while he stares me down "how are you?" He breathes out. Making sure to be quiet so my parents don't hear.

"I'm okay just tired" saying as I rub his forearm with my thumb.

"Any bad thoughts?" He grab my face in his hand to lift my eyes to his.

"No... not as bad as usual" I managed to say without choking back a sob. My eyes were getting watery and my head felt intense pressure. I bite my lip to calm myself down again.

This Shit happens everytime!

He puts his forehead to mine for a few seconds before speaking and wipes awaya tear waiting to fall from my eye. "hey- it's okay if you did, I'm here now"

I smile at his response, feeling a jolt of love and affection as always "thank you kookie"

"Today I was thinking of him... today" he sounded in pain and regret.

"Oh.." I decided not to pursue jungkook into talking more about it. I didn't want to think about. Didn't want to feel it anymore.

I was stuck. Always stuck.

He sighs against my face, only inches apart. He lends back, eyes moving to my bed. He tugs at my arm and lends me to the bed

"well let's sleep then?" Pulling the sheets away to make room for us. I sink into the bed while he makes his way in a position to spoon me.

I will never get tired of this.

His warmth. His breathe against my neck as he hugs me close. My heartbeat stays calm for now.

"I w- wish I could have done more that night" he says against my ear as he plays with my hair.

"The night of the accident?" I ask confused.

"Yes... I just-"

I grab hold of his hand that wraps around me and lock it in mine "it's okay kookie you couldn't have done more, it's not your fault"

"Okay" he lends deeper into my neck

"You won't have anymore nightmares with me" he whispers against my skin.

Feeling calm and secure in jungkook's arms, I hum a response as I fall in a deep sleep.

But the nightmares never go away because they are my reality.

[randomconfused-person]

Natasha: I'm lost, can you give me directions to your heart?

Wanda: Straight through eternal regret, follow the path of dread and sorrow and turn the first left

Natasha: Do you need a hug?

Wanda: Yes, please

[randomconfused-person]

Bruce: I'm sorry, were you talking to me?

Natasha: No

Bruce: Well then, please start

Natasha: I have... I said no

[randomconfused-person]

Random guy: Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material

Yelena: Do you know what my shirt is made of?

Yelena: Well you'll never touch me so you'll never know