Some Random Crap •BTS One-Shots•

•6• I'm Here *vhope*

Hobi really, really had to go to the bathroom. So much so, that he had woken up in the middle of the night. He could hear everyone else sleeping soundly, and tried locating his phone.

A few blind attempts later and he was nearly blinded by light, turning the phone away slightly and rubbing his eyes before squinting and checking what time it was.

3:13 in the morning. Nice.

Hobi slid off his bed, trying to quietly stumbled past the other beds, accidentally bumping into someone's, and then tripping over some clothes on the floor.

It was a really long trip in order to get to the bathroom, to say the least.

Finally, after he finished his business, Hobi started stumbling his way back to bed, this time being smart and using his phones flashlight to find his way. It was all quiet.

Except he heard slight sniffles coming from somewhere. Hobi scanned the light over the beds, seeing everyone asleep; except one. His back facing him, curled up and shoulders shaking softly. It was Taehyung.

Hobi took a detour and shuffled over to Taehyungs bed.

"TaeTae?" He said silently, and saw the other freeze up slightly, curling tighter into himself.

Hobi shut his phone flashlight off, and then scooted down into the bed behind Tae, laying down as well. Tae didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" Hobi tried again, tapping his shoulder.

There was a soft sob. It made Hobis heart ache with an unbelievable pain. He just wanted to make the tears go away. To replace Taehyungs sadness with a smile. That's all he wanted.

Tae reached behind him, and grabbed onto Hobis arm, pulling him closer to his back. Tae held onto Hobis hand tightly, bringing it to his chest and holding it there.

Hobi held onto him, his chest tightly fitting against the back of Tae's frame, fitting together like a puzzle piece. He could feel Tae shaking with his silent cries.

Hobi put his chin to the back of Tae's neck, silently whispering shhhh it's okay. It'll be alright.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Hobi said silently, a whisper of a whisper.

He heard Tae choke up again, his grip on the olders' hand tightening. Tae's head shifted a little to indicate a nod.

"I was there," Tae spoke, referring to his nightmare- or so Hobi assumed. "when she died. I was by her side. "

Hobi instantly knew he was talking about his Grandmother. Tae had been through so much, and to breakdown like this.. Hobi had never been more happy to have to go to the bathroom at three in the morning.

Hobi tugged on Tae's hands softly, making him turn around, pulling him into his chest for a hug. Taehyung pressed his face into Hobis shirt, and now that his voice was muffled, he really let loose.

He sobbed.

Taehyung cried out into Hobis chest, his hands clenched into fists in the olders shirt.

Hobi put both arms around him and held Tae tightly, one around his back and the other on the back of his head, gently going through his hair like Tae always did when Hobi was feeling stressed, sad or tired.

Hobi whispered silent things to him. Nothing important, really. Just words. Any sort of comforting word he could ever think of.

Hobi wasn't sure how long they stayed like this. Maybe an hour. Maybe two. But eventually Tae was lulled off to sleep in Hobis comforting embrace, and only then did Hobi allow himself to really start to fall asleep.

Hobi pressed his lips against the top of Tae's head.

"As long as I'm here you're gonna be okay. " he said in a little whisper.

Hobi closed his eyes, finally letting sleep take him.