Yoongi helplessly tries to drag his duvet further over his small frame, keeping out the cold that Hoseok for some reason enjoys sleeping in.

Yoongi has always had an easy time falling asleep in his human life, but after becoming an angel and actually not having a need for it, he finds it terribly difficult.

With a sigh, he rolls over one his back and looks up at the ceiling. He's kind of restless and weird... maybe he's horny? Nah, probably not.

After a few minutes of meaningless staring, he's about to fall into a slumper again when he suddenly hears Hoseok's bed creak slightly and a silhuette of him sits up. Yoongi looks at him, wondering if he's going to walk out on the toilet to pee or something.

His eyes follow Hoseok as the boy stands up and walks straight for the living room. Is he sleep walking? His eyes are open, that's kind of weird.

Yoongi gently pushes his duvet away and follows the human. If he is sleep walking, it would probably be good to follow him in case he goes outside and potentially gets hurt. Hoseok doesn't head for the door though, he walks over to his table that's placed in the middle of the room and opens one of the drawers underneath it. A pencil and some papers get pulled out and placed on the table calmly.

What the fuck is he doing? It's 4 am, why is he drawing?

Yoongi frowns as he hides slightly behind the door to the bedroom, even though Hoseok seems so lost in whatever he's doing to notice the angel anyway. His hand rushes up and down the paper, connecting lines and creating some form of image.

From Yoongi's point of view, it mostly seems like just a mess of lines and nothing more.

This goes on for at least 5 minutes. Yoongi can't stop himself from just staring at the boy who seems to be lost in another world as his hand just keeps drawing and drawing. It's like he's possessed or something.

It can't be he's actually possessed... right? Yoongi would definitely have felt that by now, so this must be all Hoseok.

Hoseok's hand starts going faster and faster and at one point Yoongi is afraid he will fucking cut through the table with that pencil. Luckily, the pencil breaks before that can happen and Hoseok stops moving. He blinks a few times and looks down, frowning.

What was that? Why is he frowning? This is so weird, Yoongi is lowkey freaking out. Strongest angel known? Yeah, hell nah this is too fucking much for him.

Hoseok takes a moment where he just stares at the drawing. Then he shrugs and stands up to stretch his body. When he starts walking back towards the bedroom, Yoongi hurries back under the duvet and hides. He can't risk scaring Hoseok if this is still some type of sleep walking.

He waits for a long time until he hears that Hoseok is back in his bed and his breathing has calmed down. The slow, calming breaths almost makes Yoongi tired too and his eyes close for a second, however he yolts himself awake and sits up. He has to see what the whole creepy Hoseok thing is about.

With slow movements, the angel succeeds in moving his duvet and sneaking his way into the living room once again. He feels like a spy or something.

The living room isn't very big, but it's still slightly hard for Yoongi to move around in the dark. He succeeds in finding the lamp on the table and turn it on though, hopefully not waking up Hoseok in the process.

"Phew," he mumbles to himself and rounds the table. The drawings are still there, but they are lying with the front downwards.

He gently grabs the top one and turns it, feeling his stomach flip with curiosity. The paper it rough and clearly cheap, but Yoongi doesn't mind it has he looks over the drawing.

It's... Jungkook? Well, it definitely looks like him but the lines are weird and more abstract, but that's probably because Hoseok wasn't exactly awake when he made it.

Yoongi quickly takes the next one, also showing Jungkook but this time with wings. The only thing making Yoongi have a bad feeling in his gut is the fact that the wings are broken... even cut in some places.

The angel stares and holds the drawings up against each other. Why would Hoseok be drawing something like this? It's seem unreasonable, unless this has something to do with the reason why Hoseok has a black-winged angel. But why... why didn't he tell them then?

Yoongi places the drawings back so they are lying the same way they did before and he stands for a second to collect his thoughts. He guesses he doesn't have any other option than to question Hoseok about it tomorrow. Now wouldn't be a good time, even though Yoongi is getting desperate by the second to know what this means.

Whatever it is, it can't be good.

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Jungkook turns over a little in annoyance as he feels a heavy weight around his waist. It came out of nowhere and immediately confused him.

He's tired and his eyes are having a hard time opening up. Is he dreaming? No, he can feel the weight too clearly. Sleep paralysis? Nah, he can move... what is it then?

The battle seems to be going on for a while inside his head before he finally wakes up a little and opens his eyes. He scrunches his nose for a second and blinks as he tries to focus on the wall before him.

Suddenly, his eyes opens wide as he feels a set of cold fingertips sneaking underneath his shirt and touch his stomach. At first, he wonders who the fuck it is, but it doesn't take long for him to remember a certain someone that should be sleeping on the floor right now.

Is Taehyung still sleeping or is he aware of what he's doing right now? And why... why isn't Jungkook pushing him away?

Shivers runs through his body as the fingers continue further up and soon the entire hand gets gently pressed against Jungkook's upper stomach. Is it bad that he's kind of liking it?

The times he has ever been qhysical with anyone has been for money, therefore it has been rough and quick which Jungkook hates. This however, is so caring and soft he's almost about to fall asleep again. He can't really do that though because of his beating heart and curiosity as to why Taehyung is doing this. Is he still drunk?

Jungkook turns over a little to try and look over his shoulder. He doesn't get far though when he feels a soft breath on the back of his neck and soon Taehyung gently pressed his head against the younger's.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook whispers, hoping the other can hear him. He feels the hand on his chest getting lowered a little and start hugging him around his waist.

"I'm sorry... for being mean earlier..." Taehyung whispers in return. His voice is small and almost sounds broken. He seems... sad.

"That doesn't mean you can hug me or sleep in my bed though," Jungkook replies. He's a little more awake now, meaning he's as stubborn as usual. Not to mention he's tired, which can make this situation horrible or easier. Depends on a lot of things.

Taehyung hugs him tighter and hides his face in his hair.

"Just this one time?" he mumbles and Jungkook gulps. "...Please?"

Who could even say no to that? It literally sounds like Taehyung is about to cry. Jungkook sighs a little and tightens his hand around the blanket that's lying over the both of them.

"Whatever."

Silence falls over them but it doesn't seem like they have any intention of falling asleep. Taehyung is just sucking in all the warmth and proximity from Jungkook that he can, loving every second of it.

Jungkook doesn't know why he's letting the other hug him. Maybe... just maybe it's because the image of Taehyung and Jimin keeps popping into his head. It wasn't jealousy he felt, that's impossible. But maybe he felt a little annoyed with the fact that Taehyung seemed more comfortable with a person he has barely met, compared to Jungkook who he has been living with for over three weeks.

Jungkook is not a nice person, he's aware of that. But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt to realize... no one has ever tried becoming a part of Jungkook's life the way Taehyung has, therefore it's just weird to see when he's angry with Jungkook. Makes him feel kind of bad about being so pessimistic all the time.

"About what Jimin said. I just got mad because... it's a very sensitive topic and I don't feel like sharing it yet," Taehyung begins, "I had almost made myself forget about it and it just... hurts to suddenly remember again."

Jungkook listens carefully. He knows that's still a lot of things they don't know about these angels. Jungkook's curious, he's not going to lie about that, but he also respects that Taehyung won't tell him yet. Someday, he will.

"It's fine, it's not like you're obligated to tell me anyway," Jungkook whispers in return. He's not mad about it, but deep down he really want to know all of this stuff about Taehyung.

"I can't run from my past, no matter how hard I try. I just... don't want it to be the first impression you get of me. I'm not even doing good as it is, so of course I'm scared to make it worse," the angel mumbles.

His thump on Jungkook's tummy slowly cares for the milky skin, making Jungkook body relax in a way he didn't think was possible. He has actually never cuddled a person before, it's kind of nice. They get silent again and for once, they aren't fighting or teasing each other. It's comfortable.

"Sleep now, we have to get up early tomorrow or Jin might kill us," Taehyung whispers.

"True that," Jungkook states in return. They are going to Jin's house as planned and even if they haven't known the man for long, they know it would be best to listen to Jin or they might piss him off even more.

"Goodnight," Taehyung says and moves closer. Jungkook let's him and just hums a reply as he feels his eyes getting heavy. It doesn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep.