the steady pitter patter of raindrops continued to hit the windows. jimin watched the raindrops slide down the glass pane like tears; he was hiding under three layers of blankets as he continued to toss and turn, unable to sleep due to the continuous booming thunder.
he glanced at his clock, noting that it was way past midnight. he was sweating profusely, his eyes slightly wet.
each time a bright flash illuminated the sky, jimin would wince and hide underneath his covers. through the constant lightning, jimin could see the faint outline of all of his items strewn lazily across the floor.
hoseok had usually been the one to comfort the anxious boy, but this night, he had stayed at yoongi's place for "important business", which jimin did not want to hear about.
jimin reached out from underneath the velvety duvet, blindly searching for his phone through the pitch darkness. after a few seconds of scraping the bedside table, jimin snatched his phone and turned it on, an unwelcoming bright glare blinding him momentarily.
after his eyes adjusted to the sudden glow, jimin immediately opened his direct messages. he was well aware that jungkook and taehyung stayed up the latest; jimin had unfortunately woken up hundreds of times in the night because the two night owls would not shut up, constantly plaguing the group chat with odd late night thoughts and theories.
jungkook didn't really seem like the person to talk to about his problems due to his odd childishness. making up his mind, jimin scrolled through his contacts until he found taehyung's familiar name.
taking a deep breath, he began to tap on the screen, his hands coated in a thin sheen of sweat.
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[tae95 & jarkmypimin]
September 6
1:21 A.M.
tae? << jarkmypimin
tae95 >> jimin?
tae95 >> why r u still up?
oh did i wake you up im sorry << jarkmypimin
tae95 >> no, you didnt
tae95 >> but youre never on this late
tae95 >> whats wrong?
<< jarkmypimin
this is going to sound really stupid,,
and childish << jarkmypimin
tae95 >> go ahead, i wont judge
<< jarkmypimin
im petrified of thunderstorms, and i kinda need someone to talk to...
<< jarkmypimin
hoseok's staying over at yoongi's today
<< jarkmypimin
and youre probably the only one thats awake
tae95 >> oh
tae95 >> you dont even have to ask
tae95 >> of course ill talk to you :)
i appreciate it a lot :v << jarkmypimin
tae95 >> do you wanna call?
why not? << jarkmypimin
[incoming call from tae95]
[x] accept [ ] decline
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jimin took a deep breath and hit the green button, opening up a call with his friend. "hey," jimin murmured quietly, unsure of how to start the conversation.
he let out a hushed whimper as another loud boom shook the old apartment building. his eyes glanced left and right wildly, as if expecting a monster to leap out at him from the void-like darkness.
"hey," taehyung responded, slightly groggy. "i'm here. don't worry, you're safe. don't be scared." he whispered, his voice low and gravelly from the bad audio quality of the phone. taehyung adjusted his position, resting his head on his hands, propped up on his elbows. "focus on me."
jimin nodded slowly as another bright flash illuminated his room, loud thunder resonating soon after. "i'm sorry, tae. for making you talk to me." he couldn't help but laugh a little at the silliness of situation as he continued to stare at his screen, where he could barely make out the figure of taehyung in the dimness.
"no," taehyung smiled softly at his nickname, cuddling closer to his phone as if he could hug jimin; he wished he could be there to calm down the helpless, terrified boy. "don't apologize. i came up with the idea to call you."
jimin took a deep breath, relaxing slightly against his bedsheets as he placed his phone right next to his ear so that he could hear taehyung's voice clearly.
he couldn't help but let out another whimper as the thunderstorm continued to rage. his breathing picked up and he let out short, ragged breaths.
the wind howled, blowing its angry breath across the dimly lit city. even the sturdiest trees bent over backwards, crying from the endless rain which continued to cascade from the sky like a violent waterfall.
"shh," taehyung whispered, his voice as soft as a feather, almost inaudible. "you'll be okay. here, i'll sing for you." he coughed a few times, clearing his raspy throat. "just focus on my voice."
jimin nodded, hugging his pillow tightly against his chest, staring at his phone intently. a few moments later, taehyung's soft, low voice arose into the air, swirling around jimin like a blanket, comforting and soothing him.
jimin recognized the slow song as wi ing wi ing by hyukoh. the younger boy's voice fit the song perfectly. jimin smiled softly as taehyung continued to sing; his voice was slightly groggy, but jimin loved it.
he couldn't help but let his heavy eyelids flutter shut, somehow completely forgetting about his fears as he directed all of his focus to taehyung's voice. he could almost feel taehyung's breath tickling his ear. jimin held his pillow closer, pretending as if taehyung was right next to him.
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taehyung finished the song with a slight chuckle - he could hear soft snores resonating from the other end of the call. he smiled to himself, watching jimin's barely lit face for a few hearbeats. "good night, jimin," he whispered and ended the call.
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<<i told you there was nothing to be scared of.>>
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