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Namjoon is too deep in his sleep and just dead to the rest of the world when there is Yoongi who keeps on tossing and turning in his boyfriend's bed. Well, to be honest, he just won't stop pulling the covers off his legs because it's really hard to move when a big buffy guy like Namjoon holds you in his arms.
This is the first night the lovers spend together whatever that means. Literally, two hours ago they were making love and Yoongi's stayed at Namjoon's place afterward. Everything was just great, Namjoon was being very gentle and caring and just so so sweet. As always, of course.
But the thing is Yoongi's always struggled with falling asleep somewhere else, not in his own bed. Today isn't an exception, despite Namjoon's being his lovely boyfriend with whom Yoongi always feels at ease and just safe.
He doesn't want to wake Namjoon up, hence decides to go to the living room and maybe watch some show on the TV. Yoongi carefully detaches himself from his boyfriend, pulls the covers off completely, and retreats out of the bedroom. His feet are bare and cold since he doesn't remember where his socks are. He is met with the darkness of the room which disappears as soon as Yoongi turns on the lamp on the table. Settling down on the sofa, he tosses his head back. The TV is long forgotten. “Why am I always like this? Why can't I behave like a normal human being for once in a while at least?” whispers he into the emptiness of the room.
Yoongi pulls his legs and tucks his face into his knees, closing his eyes. About ten minutes later maybe, he's not that sure, he feels someone's presence in the room, and then that someone taps him on the shoulder. “Yoongi?” it's Namjoon, sleepy in his grey t-shirt and black boxer briefs. Great, now Namjoon is woken up, too... “What's wrong? Why are you sitting here at three am?” Namjoon's groggy voice is full of worry and Yoongi feels even more guilty.
“Sorry,” mumbles he. “I... it's not easy for me to fall asleep when I'm not home and.. and I thought I'd watch TV for some time, thought it'd help me to fall asleep but I came here and simply forgot to even turn it on. Sorry for waking you up. I didn-”
“Hey, hey,” Namjoon crouches and takes Yoongi's face into his hands with so much tenderness Yoongi wants to cry. “Look at me”, whispers he. Yoongi does as he was told of course.
The look on Yoongi's face is so lost and full of regret that Namjoon longs to say or do something to calm him down, make his self-balance come back, clear his thoughts. “Baby, everything's fine. There is nothing to apologize for. Do you want to come back to bed, hm? I'll try to make you feel better.”
Yoongi looks down. He gets that Namjoon wants to do something, anything. But he just wants to sleep. Right now he is not in the mood to do.. any physical activity. “Joonie, I... right now I don't want to... ”
“No-no,” the younger man hurries to explain. “I've meant we could talk, if you want. Or I could tell you about something. Let's try to put you to sleep. What do you think?” Yoongi tries not to flash a smile at his boyfriend. Namjoon is always so understanding and thoughtful.
“Will you hug me?” Yoongi looks at him from under his eyelashes and Namjoon chuckles. He pecks Yoongi's lips gently and smiles.
“Anything my baby wants.”