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“do you wanna watch a movie with us?”
namjoon looks up from the book he was reading. jimin already has a bunch of blankets in his hands and is looking at the omega expectantly. a nice blanket pile does sound appealing, especially if it’s with his alphas.
namjoon nods, bookmarking his page and standing up. “sure.”
jimin lights up and leaves the room with namjoon following. when they get to the living room there’s already a decent sized person-like blanket lump on the couch. the menu screen for a movie is paused and there’s a bowl of popcorn sitting on the coffee table.
jimin drops the blankets onto the ground. the lump rustles, and out pops taehyung’s head. he spots namjoon and sits up straight.
“hey, joonie, you gonna watch with us?”
namjoon nods and smiles. taehyung returns it, and pats the space beside him. namjoon plops down besides taehyung, snuggling into his side when the alpha opens his arms. this was one of his favorite places - in the arms of his alphas, his ear pressed against their beating hearts. he loves to fall asleep guided by the rhythmic thump of their hearts. it makes him feel safe, always.
jimin presses ‘play’ on the tv then falls onto the blanket pile. he looks upside-down at taehyung and namjoon.
“babe, come sit with me,” he whines. namjoon chuckles.
taehyung whines and wraps both his arms around namjoon. his cheeks squish against taehyung’s chest. “nuh-uh, he’s sitting with me.”
namjoon watches silently as the two alphas bicker back and forth.
jimin huffs and maneuvers his way onto the couch, on the other side of namjoon. he loops his arm around his neck and cuddles him close. he falls sideways, and lets taehyung pull his legs into his lap. he sighs in bliss when taehyung starts massaging the balls of his feet.
the movie, namjoon finds out twenty minutes in, is a horror thriller. namjoon hates horror movies. even if he knows they’re not real, he can’t help but convince himself the monsters are living in their house and are going to get him. why would taehyung and jimin invite him to watch if they knew he hated scary movies? he tilts his head back to look at jimin, but the alpha is watching the movie.
he opens his mouth to say something, but stops himself. taehyung and jimin look really into the movie, and he’d hate to ruin that. so he tells himself it’ll be fine, and turns his gaze back to the movie.
namjoon peeks at the closed door. the light from the hallway is filtering through the bottom and casting an eerie shadow onto the ground. he can’t take his eyes away, convinced that any second he’ll see the shadow of a figure pass by. he shudders at the thought and brings his blanket underneath his chin.
after the movie, namjoon was convinced he’d be okay. he went about his day not even thinking about it. he had been cool and composed, that is until the lights went down. once nighttime hit, all he could think about was the movie. specifically, the killer that was living in the attic without anyone knowing.
after another second, he finally lays back down and closes his eyes. he breathes in once, twice, three times, to keep himself calm. there’s no one in the house, there’s no one in the house, there’s no one -
a loud thump makes namjoon jump. he sits up and stares at the door. he strains his ears and holds his breath to see if he can hear the sound again.
thump . this time it’s a little quieter, but namjoon hears it clearly. he whimpers and brings his knees to his chest. he throws his blanket over his body and clenches his eyes shut.
he wants his alphas. that’s all he can think of, as he sits there in the eerie quiet. but he also doesn’t want to go outside and expose himself to the killer (that is totally outside, namjoon knows it). maybe if he just stays quiet underneath the blanket, he’ll be safe. the killer will move on and leave him be.
just as he thinks the coast is clear, he hears another thump. this time, it came from somewhere behind him. all rational thought is gone, the only thing going through his mind is the killer is in my room, and alphas, as he sprints out of his bedroom.
the darkness doesn’t even bother him as he bumps into the corner of the hallway. he crashes into yoongi and seokjin’s door. they’re sleeping together, yoongi curled up underneath seokjin’s arm. namjoon doesn’t even think about it before he jumps right on top of seokjin.
the alpha grunts and peers his eyes open. the first thing he notices if the stink of fear clinging to namjoon. he becomes alert immediately and wraps his free arm around him.
“namjoon, what’s wrong?”
namjoon shakes in his hold. “the - he’s in my room!” he wails.
seokjin furrows his brow. by this point, he feels yoongi shift and wake up.
“who’s in your room?” he asks, voice husky from sleep.
“the killer in the attic!”
seokjin and yoongi share a look. yoongi pats namjoon’s back and nuzzles into his hair.
“baby, no one is here.”
seokjin knows no one is in the house. if there was, the alarm would have went off. also, he would have smelt it. he sniffs just to make sure, and nothing but the overwhelming scent of distressed omega and the other alphas is in the air.
“can you go check? i’m scared!” namjoon shoves his face deeper into seokjin’s chest, if that’s even possible. he can feel his shirt getting wet with tears, but doesn’t mind.
“okay, i’ll go check. you stay here with jin hyung,” yoongi says. he goes out of the room with a kiss to namjoon’s forehead.
seokjin soothes namjoon while they wait. he runs his fingers through his hair, holds him close and presses kisses to his face. after a while, his sobs slow to sniffles.
they both look up when yoongi comes back. he shakes his head and falls back onto the bed. “there’s no one here, namjoon.”
“are you sure?”
yoongi nods. “i’m sure, baby.”
namjoon sniffles but nods. he turns his head so he can look at yoongi.
“‘m sorry i woke you up, hyung. i was scared.”
“that’s okay, love, i’m glad you come to us when you’re scared.”
“but what got you so worked up, huh?” namjoon doesn’t even care that seokjin is talking to him like a baby. he just lets himself be sat up on his lap and leans into his chest.
“i watched a scary movie with tae and jimin.”
he feels seokjin chuckle. “hm, well i guess i’ll have a talk with them.”
“can i sleep with you please?”
namjoon’s eyes are already fluttering closed. the adrenaline from fear is wearing off and he realizes how tired he is. he hears someone say ‘of course’ and lets himself be moved around. he finds himself smushed between his two alphas, face pressed against seokjin’s chest and yoongi’s front against his back.
he falls asleep to seokjin promising to always protect him.
(“namjoon ah, we don’t even have an attic.”)