Insomnia ; Kim Namjoon

insomnia ; kim namjoon

it’s your first night away from him, and you just cannot fall asleep.

↬  pairings ┇  boyfriend!joon x gender non-specified reader

↬  genre ┇  pure fluff, some attempt at comedy, long distance relationship, crack sope ((;

↬  word count ┇  a little over 800 words

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Thunderous claps outside your window pulled you closer into the duvet of your bed, allowing your own body heat to be your source of comfort between the sheets. You burrowed your head into the pillow as the weather bellowed; rain gushing onto roof as if about to break through any moment.

You sighed defeatedly, almost hating the way you had grown accustomed to Namjoon’s presence beside you in bed: though your insomnia was still apparent on some nights, there was no doubt that you’d gradually fallen asleep much quicker with him in your arms every night.

Though after knowing him for some time now, the pair of you had only been together for a few weeks — the timing of your budding relationship worked in your favour as BTS were on their break. Unfortunately, coming back to the real world, he was an idol with work to do, which eventually meant time apart. This meant that on your first night away from him, your body had sadly succumbed to the previous insomnia he had stripped you of for many nights.

You sniffled into your sleeve, grasping around in the bed to find your phone which you clutch at desperately to bring to your face. The light scorches your eyes as you fumble to turn the brightness down. The clock reads some time past 2am. Some calculating in your head leads you to believe it’ll be about 12am for Namjoon in his time zone. You unlock your phone and go straight to his speed dial, pressing video chat.

It rings for less than a second before he picks up. “Hi, Jagi.” His voice is in whispers, quiet as if to not disturb. His blonde hair peeks out from his hoodie that he’s very comfortably sat in on the sofa, making him look incredibly soft and cuddly. He offers you a sweet smile, and you die at the sight of his dimples. “Can you turn the light on, please?”

You realise he can’t even see you from the depths of your duvet. With some effort, you wiggle to the surface, reaching over the bedside table to switch on an electric candle that illuminates the bedroom with soft ambience. “Hi, Joonie.” His eyes light up when he finally sees you, bed head and all. He notices the weariness in your eyes and the tired smile gracing your lips, and he can’t stop the thought that runs through his head saying he’s falling in love with you all over again.

“Can’t sleep?” You shake your head, and he fakes a frown, “I’ll keep you company until you do.”

“How come you aren’t in bed?” He flips the camera to the bed across the room, and your eyes narrow on two figures, one lying across the other.

“It’s Sope. They took the bed so I get the sofa.” Part of you wants to laugh; the other part is upset your boyfriend doesn’t even get a bed whilst abroad. Namjoon seems to notice your concern, “It’s just a mix up, don’t worry. They’re sorting it out for tomorrow night.” Your lips purse and his look softens, “Hey, don’t worry, it’s comfortable.” The statement was said with so much passion, you’d think he was trying to convince himself.

With tiredness, your eyes shut momentarily, “You’re lying, aren’t you?” He cringes inwardly.

“Is it that obvious?” You nod. “Dammit.” The short scowl that leaves his lips sounds like a lullaby to you.

“Namjoonie?” a low, gruff voice calls out. Your boyfriend hums in return, his eyes averting from the camera. “Shut up.” You snigger a laugh, identifying the sleepy voice as Hoseok.

Your boyfriend seems to ignore him, turning his focus back to you, “The show was really good, baby. We had a bouncy castle!” You can’t help but notice how childish his manner becomes, and the sparkle in his eyes when he expresses his happiness. You’ve never wanted him in your arms more, especially now as you felt sleep creeping up on you.

You smile back after an extended yawn, “No way. On the stage?” He nods energetically. “That’s crazy, babe.”

“Mm, it was.” Namjoon pulls his hood down to ruffle his hair up, and if you had any more energy in you, you’d take a moment to ogle at how attractive the action was. He notices your eyelids droop, “Then Jimin-ah built a spaceship.”

You nod some more, nestling comfortably under the covers, “We all got in it and went to Mars.”

“That’s great, baby.”

“Yeah. Then we got ice cream and went to the alien zoo.” You mumble more agreement terms, Namjoon’s smile spreading across his lips. “Jin hyung looked like one of the aliens.” You quietly dropped into a long awaited slumber.

“We left Kookie behind though,” he murmurs softly. By this point you were lightly snoring, and Namjoon was doing everything possible not to break out into laughter for both the sake of you and the members in his room.

He can’t resist screenshotting your cute face, before whispering to you and ending the call.

“Goodnight, baby.”

these cuties i really cant with them

yoongi ᶤᶜᵒᶰˢ

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(( namjoon's look in bts run ep 38 is the superior look ))