Why So Lonely? || Minsung 1/3 ✔️

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I sit up, coughing harshly into my arm. I try to regain my breath, but tears spring to my eyes instead. Chills were spread down my spine as I look through the darkness. All I could feel was fear.

"Sung, you okay?" I hear Minho mumble out.

I swallow, my throat being dry. I don't answer to him. Instead, I hug him, scrunching myself into a little ball. I felt like something was going to grab me at any second.

My eyes kept falling close, but I refused to sleep. I refused. I could not go back to sleep. I was too scared. Untangling our legs, I jumped from my bed and opened my curtains, seeing the rising sunlight enter my room.

But relief didn't spread through me. My body was even more tense that I had left the safety of my bed. I was dizzy as well from the big movements. I launch myself back onto the bed, avoiding underneath the mattress, and latch onto my drowsy boyfriend.

"Hey," he calls after feeling the huge bounce in the mattress, "what's wrong?"

I shake my head, trying to calm myself down. It's just a stupid nightmare. Why should it matter? It's not real, Jisung. Stop being so fucking scared of your own imagination.

I feel Minho wrap his arms around me tightly, not planning to let go, I hope. Why was I so scared? It's not real.

My eyelids droop farther, sleep wanting to overcome me.

"Jisung..?"

"Yeah?" My voice is raspy, and my throat hurts. I have a headache from how fast I sat up. My eyes are sore from prying them open to stay awake.

"Nightmare?"

I look up, seeing Minho's tired eyes gazing at me. I nod, resting my head back onto his chest.

"Wake me up when that happens. I don't want you sitting awake scared. Okay?" He says.

"You need sleep, Min."

"So do you. It's not that early anyway. Let's watch a movie and then maybe you can go back to bed. I know you're tired."

Hesitantly, I agree. He gets off of the bed, clearly not scared of anything. He gets my laptop, getting back under the blankets.

We search for a movie until Monsters Inc. comes up. My eyes light up, and I point to that one. He smiles lightly. I knew he wanted to sleep more. I could see it.

My smile dims down, making sure to let him get as comfortable as he can. I still have to peel my eyes open. They keep falling.

I watch the movie, feeling Minho's body sink into the mattress more. The baby fell asleep. I look up at him. Why can't I just sleep? Don't be scared. Just sleep.

I close my eyes, hearing the movie play still. Maybe it would distract my mind if I had a child's movie playing. I felt my mind drift, and then I was out.

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