Taehyung's pov―
The elevator jerked to a halt with a metallic groan, the sudden stop sending a thrill through me that had nothing to do with the malfunction. I leaned back against the cool steel wall, arms crossed, my eyes fixed on YN as she jabbed at the buttons like they’d bend to her will. Her frustration was fucking adorable, chest rising and falling a little too quick, lips parted in that way that made me want to bite them.
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