Yn's pov―
I lay stiff in the bed, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted to escape. Taehyung’s warm body stretched out beside me, his heat pressing through the thin sheets and wrapping around my flushed skin. Every breath he took seemed to pull the air tighter in the room. I stared up at the dark ceiling, trying to ignore how close we were, how his presence filled the space and made my thoughts scatter.







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