Yn's pov―
I didn’t realize how touch-starved I was until Taehyung started touching me gently. Not even intimately. Just softly. His hand on my lower back while guiding me through crowded rooms. Fingers brushing against my wrist during conversations. Pulling me closer absentmindedly while watching movies like it was natural for him to keep me near. And now? Now my body reacted to every tiny thing he did.
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