NYCTOPHOBIA>> Fear of the night
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Hyunjins POV:

By the time we reached my house Seungmin had fallen asleep. I took my jumper I was wearing off and wrapped it around the sleeping boy, the rain had quietened down a bit so it was no longer raining heavily, i got out of the car before walking to his side and lifting him out of the seat. I picked him up bridal style and hugged him closer to my chest shielding him from the little droplets of rain that still fell.

My parents were away for the weekend so I wouldn't have to worry about them finding the younger boy anytime soon.

I walked upstairs into my room and placed him on my bed making sure to get a new hoodie out of my wardrobe to put it on him to make sure he stays warm, i had no doubt that he would get a cold, he was standing in the rain for a while it seemed.

Seungmin looked so cute while sleeping, the way his slightly tussled light brown hair framed his face, the way his plump pink lips were the shape of a heart and the way his tan skin would always look like it was glowing against his soft brown eyes.

I couldn't help but smile at the innocent and younger boy asleep in my bed, he looked especially cute wearing my hoodie.

The thing that hurt me the most was knowing of his innocence and yet knowing of his hurt, the young boy was hurt beyond human repair and I knew that, but seeing him hurting hurt me to, I know I had only met him this morning but it made me wonder how many times he had sat out under the moonlight crying until the early hours of the morning, alone.

I smoothed the boys hair out with my hands feeling the damp hair slowly dry, he seemed to snuggled deeper into the pillow which made me laugh, he was to good for this world.

I decided to let the boy sleep and so I went down stairs to turn the kettle on to make a coffee and some food, he'd probably be hungry when he wakes up.

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Seungmins POV:

''Mum?'' I mumbled, I was back in my house again in the middle of the night, I was slowly creeping down the stairs I could hear shouting, lots and lots of really loud shouting.

Once I reached the bottom of the stair case a blanket of air seemed to wrap around me freezing me in my place.

I watched as my mother and father walked out of the kitchen still screaming at each other.

''ITS ALL YOUR FAULT, WE'RE LOW ON MONEY BECAUSE OF YOUR STUPID GAMBLING ADDICTION'' my mother screeched at my father hitting his chest repeatedly

I couldn't do anything but stand there shocked at the sight in front of me, they shouldn't be here, my father shouldn't be here and neither should my mother. Did Hyunjin take me home?

a tear slipped down my cheek as a deafening crack resounded around the living room.

My mother fell to the floor, blood gushing around her like a painted canvas, my father stood bat in hand.

I cried as she reached her hand out towards me begging for help

''Please Seungminnie, help your mother, please I don't want to die'' she spoke eyes begging as salty tears painted her frail and delicate face

''I'm sorry mummy'' tears wracked my shaking body and suddenly I was 5 again, the past events seemed to play in my head like a movie.

''It's all your fault son, do you understand that?'' My father taunted pointing a stern finger at me

''You killed your own mother'' he whispered in my ear, when did he get so close?

I watched as the light left my mothers eyes, I watched her face twist up in some sort of smile as if she was trying to reassure me that she loved me, that it wasn't my fault.

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I sat up in an unfamiliar room crying out for my mother as tears stained my cheeks and a metallic taste flooded my mouth.

''Wow wow Seungmin I'm here I'm here'' I heard someone say as they came bursting into the room at the speed of light

My sobs seemed to quieten down as I began to realise it was just another nightmare.

''Are you okay?'' Hyunjin asked taking a seat on the bed next to me

I looked down at my shaking hands squeezing my eyes shut trying to rid the horrible past events from my mind.

Hyunjin cupped my cheeks in his hands and turned my head towards him so I was looking him in the eye

''What happened?'' He asked sweetly his eyes reflecting worry and hurt

''Bad dream''I let out a bitter laugh and smiled at him just like my mother did before she died

''Something tells me it was more than just a 'dream''' he stated

''Maybe because it was'' I murmured lowly.

''Do you want me to call your parents, do you have medication for stuff like this?'' He questioned curiously

My chest seemed to sting at the mention of 'parents' I never really had any of those.

''My mother died, fathers in jail, I have foster parents but they aren't in Korea at this exact moment, they never really are'' I answered looking away again

I saw the small sparkle in his eyes dull in realisation.

He pulled me into a tight hug, it was weird for me, I'd never been hugged before, well not that I can remember any way.

Without realising it tears started to fall out of my eyes again, I buried my face into the crook of his neck as he hugged my tighter when I began crying again.

The setting seemed perfect for times like these, by the look of the outside it seemed to be quite late, maybe 8 or 9 o'clock at night, the room was dark and the only source of light was a little electric lamp that was placed on the side of Hyunjins bed side table.

''Come on, it's late. You should try to sleep, your pale and have a temperature, you probably have a cold'' He suggested pulling out of the hug trying to get me to lay down again

Sobs wracked my sore throat again

''But I don't want to sleep please, don't make me go to sleep again'' I begged as my eyes stung

He frowned and ran his fingers through my now dry hair

''Come on Seungmin please sleep, I promise I'll stay with you this time'' he said getting me to lay down again

This time he succeeded, the thumping of my headache hurt to much for me to try to protest.

He laid down on the bed next to me and without thinking I instantly moved closer to him trying to feel his warmth. I missed his touch already, I guess that shows how desperate I really was for affection.

He smiled at my neediness and pulled me closer to him tucking my head under his chin, I shifted as our ankles tangled together under the sheets pulling me closer until there was no room.

At this time I was to tired to protest and ended up falling asleep again, and this time for the first time I've been able to fall asleep and not be scared of what would be waiting for me when I woke up.