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The sun casts its rays through the window. The rays fell on the coral walls and over the two sleeping figures on the bed. A blanket down over your tangled legs.

You stir a bit before waking up. You are aware of Taehyung's hand wrapped around your waist, his heartbeats vibrating through you. His shallow breath was tickling your cheek. The lightest touch of his metal ring was lingering on your skin. You open your eyes, letting the sun's rays hit you.

The aroma of delicious food mingles in the air. Even in your half conscious state, the aroma is inviting. You try to get up, but Taehyung's hands were preventing any movement.

You sigh and turn around, facing the dark-haired man sleeping beside you. He was holding you tight, as if one of you would fall, drift away, like two survivors of a shipwreck, if he didn't .

The sun's rays illuminated his tan skin. A shadow was being cast over the left side of his face. It highlighted his soft, yet dangerous, features. He didn't have piercings on his face except the ring on his lip and a combination of rings and studs in his ears.

He looked heavenly in his sleep. Each slope, every curve, was crafted with perfection. His dark perm fell over his eyes. Your fingers reached forward and caressed his soft hair, moving them from his eyes.

His eyes catch your attention. Big, round eyes, closed in a peaceful slumber. His thick brows set perfectly over them. You had a sudden urge to press your lips against his closed lids. You fight it down.

Taehyung came into your room last night, because you had a nightmare. My father killed my brother. You had never said these words out loud. Yet, you let them slip in the vulnerability of the night. For night was when you felt the weakest. The most quiet time held the most secrets.

Numerous times over the years you had tried sleeping during the day and going to work, killing people at night, but it didn't work. You couldn't adapt. You had to sleep. You had to remember.

Nights were always like two sides of a spectrum. While you hated them because of the nightmares. You wouldn't deny the comfort you found at night. You could see anyone and no one could see you. The ones who were scared to live during the day were alive at night.

He made me kill my best friend.

His words reverberate in your mind. Namjoon had told you, every member in Bangtan had a reason to despise your father. He made Taehyung kill his only friend, but why?

Your eyes scan his sleeping form. He was wearing a white low neck shirt, his hard chest was in full view. You could see a tattoo peeking through the semi transparent shirt. Black ink lines were traced across his defined torso. The ink on his arms was evident, swirling around his soft skin.

When you look at his face, you find him wide awake. A smile gracing his lips, an eyebrow quirked. You could see mischief written on his face.

"What are you looking at?" He asks. His voice is husky after waking up. "Do you like it?"

A rosy glow taints your cheeks. His smile widens. You wanted to hide your face, but there wasn't a place to do so, except his shoulder. And you weren't going to give him the satisfaction of flustering you.

You struggle to find an answer. His presence was intoxicating you. Instead, you squirm from his firm hold and get up. The smell of delicious food motivating you to get ready.

You feel Taehyung's eyes on your back as you shut the door of the bathroom and lock it. It wasn't a good night's sleep, it never was. But you were feeling refreshed.

By the time you shower and come out, Taehyung was gone. You quickly change as your stomach grumbles. The delicious smell of food was pulling you towards the kitchen.

Jimin greets you as you enter the kitchen, and then he smiles mischievously. You stop dead in your tracks. What did he know?

"Today I woke up early and thought I should exercise. So I went to my best friend's room to see if he's ready to run with me," Jimin whispers to you. You already knew where this was going. Great! "But when I go there he's missing." he continues, narrating the scene as though you were a toddler. "Do you know where he was? Cause I didn't. Until I saw him come out of your room! Looks like he spent the night there."

You sigh. You didn't know what to say. Jimin was going to twist your words. You look at the playful man in front of you. He would look like a normal college going student if it wasn't for the tattoos and piercings. Like Jungkook, he had pierced his eyebrow. Two rings hung from there. A flower pattern of a rose and a snake went from his shoulder down his chest.

"I don't know what to tell you Jimin." you sigh.

"You don't have to," he said. "I saw everything."

You wanted to kill Jimin, then Taehyung, and lastly yourself. But first, you wanted to kill your father. If you were still feeling murderous then, you would kill Jimin and Taehyung.

Hoseok calls everyone for breakfast. The delicious aroma was coming from the Pajeon. You, along with everyone else, happily tuck into your food. The food was so good, you never wanted to leave this place.

After eating, the eight of you start planning. Bangtan had a separate room for that, in the basement. It was set up with a projector, chairs, tables, paper, notebooks and possibly everything you would need to make a plan. Even scented fruit erasers were there.

"First, we have to decide how to get into Kim Jaeyong's building." Namjoon said.

Burning hatred was visible in his eyes. Everyone in the room had one goal, killing your father. Now everyone was so close to it. You wanted to be reckless and kill him. But you knew better than that. Your father would be surrounded by many guards, and he would be right beside your father, Wang Hansong.

"We can bribe someone." Jungkook suggested, twirling a pencil between his fingers. You noticed he had tattoos on his hand.

Bribing someone was very risky. You knew enough about your father's work that all of his men were loyal to him.

"It's risky. What if they tell someone?" You say. "I know this secret passage we can use to get in undetected. If you have a blueprint, I can show you."

"The blueprint has yet to come." Hoseok said, scratching his head. "It'll be here in a day or two."

You spend the rest of your day planning.

By the time you get into your room again; you are exhausted. You quickly change your clothes and go into the bathroom to brush your teeth.

When you come out, you see Taehyung sitting on the bed waiting for you. What was he doing here?

He was wearing an avocado printed shirt and boxer shorts. His hair was all fluffed up and cute. When he saw you, his lips formed into a boxy smile. Even that was cute.

"What are you doing here?" you ask.

"As you get nightmares, I thought I should help you."

"Help how? By cuddling me?" you weren't going to admit, him sleeping next to you helped you sleep faster. It was harmful for your ego. "I have been having nightmares before I met you."

"First of all, you are cuddly."

"If you wanna cuddle, I'm sure Jimin would be available. I'm sure he's a great cuddler. Hoseok even for that matter. My guess is that Jungkook is too."

"No, you are not getting me. Jimin is a great cuddler, but you are cuddly."

You guessed he thought that because you were small. You wanted to throw a pillow at his handsome face. But you'd be so distracted by his handsome face, your aim would suck. Then his seductive lips would start laughing at you.

You get into bed. "Fine." you say, exasperatedly. You secretly wanted this. It felt nice to cuddle with Taehyung.

Taehyung smiled and pulled you towards him. You turn around, facing him. You pinch his cheeks. They were so soft!

He giggled. "Why did you do that for?"

"Because your cheeks are so cute." You reply.

Taehyung puts his head on your shoulder. "Let's sleep now," he says.

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{A/N}: Hello, I'm back from the dead [sorry for not udating for such a long time.]

Anyways, can we get this book to reach 5k? 🥺

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