YN's pov―
I hurried around the kitchen, the scent of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon filling the air. My hair was thrown up in a messy bun, strands escaping to tickle my neck. I hadn't bothered with much, just slipped into Taehyung's oversized white shirt that hung loose on my slender frame, the hem brushing my thighs, and a pair of simple panties underneath. No bra, nothing else. It was comfortable for a quick morning routine, especially since he was running late for work. The clock on the wall ticked louder, reminding me he was waiting.
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