"Please," he says, voice deep and small and my knees would definitely buckle if your body wasn't completely weightless. "Come on... just one more time. I need to know I'm not crazy."
The temptation is strong— vibrating under your skin as your instincts beg you to materialize again, if only for a couple of seconds— but you stay completely still instead, letting Taehyung's eyes overlook your invisible form over and over, trying to find you urgently, almost frantic in the way he concentrates sharply in his own betraying vision.
He lets his head fall on the pillow after a couple of minutes, finally admitting defeat in a long, deep sigh that leaves his lips.
"I won't give up, if that's what you're thinking," he says suddenly, lips twitching in a playful smirk that makes you flush. "I'll make you show up again,"
His words hold no trace of threat or dark menace, but rather a lighthearted competitiveness, one that makes you smile back even though he can't see it.
"We'll see about that," i reply, my words getting lost in the darkness of the night.
this is prolly gonna be my last story here , constantly feeling like closing my account bc im depressed , but i cant since i love you all
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