One Sister, Seven Brothers, and a Whole Bunch of Memories {BTS}

Nightmare

You woke up like lightning had hit you. You jumped out of your warm bed and ran out of your room. You ran past the rooms that housed some of your older brothers. Your ten year old legs carried you to your oldest brothers' room. You threw open the door and jumped onto your oldest sibling's bed. Yoongi looked up from his phone, seeing a dark blur burst into his room in the middle of the night.

"Are you okay?!" you yelled, frantically trying to find Jin's pulse like your teacher showed you in health.

Being awoken by his youngest sibling, he was ready to throw you off of him and send you back to your room. But once he saw the tears falling out of your (E/C) eyes, his heart melted. "I'm fine, (Y/N)."

You hid your face in his chest, making his old tee shirt wet with your salty tears. Your other brothers, awoken by your running, crowded at the doorway. "Is she okay, hyung?" Hobi asked, seeing his sister shaking.

Jin shrugged. "I think so."

Yoongi turned on the lamp beside his bed. "She probably just had a bad dream."

Jin shook you lightly, as if you were a porcelain doll that would break at the slightest touch. "Hey, (Y/N), did you have a nightmare?"

You nodded your head and looked up at Jin. "I kept hearing weird noises and then I heard you yell," you managed to explain between sobs. "When I came in here, you were dead and this big, scary man said I had the chance to save you but I was too selfish."

Jimin came in and sat down at the foot of Jin's bed. "I can get you a glass of milk, if you want."

You shook your head and closed your eyes shut, replaying your nightmare over and over again.

Namjoon carefully wrapped another blanket around you. "Stop crying, or else Hobi-hyung will join in with you."

The mentioned brother sniffled dramatically. "My dongsaeng is too precious to be crying. I can't help it."

Jungkook clicked his tongue. "Hey, maybe we can watch a few episodes of that cartoon you like. I'm sure that will cheer you up."

Taehyung shook his head. "No, no, no. She obviously needs to play a game of princess."

Yoongi, not looking up from his phone, made a disapproving sound. "At 3AM? I don't think so, Tae."

"Besides, she's not six anymore," Jimin commented. "I think she needs to have some sort of sweet. You know how big she smiles when she gets candy."

"Jimin, no!" Jin scolded.

But through all the bickering, they didn't notice your still figure, slumbering in your eldest brother's lap. Tear stains were still streaked down your face. Jin just happened to look down and notice your peaceful expression. He quickly shooed the others out and carefully lied back down. Your head was lying on his chest by his heart. He ran a hand through your (H/L) (H/C) hair and closed his eyes.

"Good night, (Y/N)."

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