Yn's pov―
I stood outside the apartment door, my pulse hammering in my ears as I raised my hand to knock. This was a mistake, I knew it the second my knuckles touched the wood but my body had already decided for me. Taehyung was that pull I could never shake, the one that left me aching and empty until I gave in. The door swung open, and there he was, leaning against the frame with that knowing smile curving his lips.
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