Taehyung fully expected to fall asleep instantly, his body more physically and mentally exhausted than it's ever been.
But now, here he is, staring at the shadowy ceiling above him as his fingers swirl patterns into the silk material of his blanket.
There is something about this place; it feels like he shouldn't be here, like he isn't wanted. Though he knows that to be untrue as August has hired him to be here.
Still, there is a feeling - especially at nighttime - when he feels like he is an intruder, like he is somewhere he isn't supposed to be.
It makes him miss home, and that pain in his chest pulls him from his bed, wondering if maybe August keeps hot chocolate in his kitchen. The warmth from the drink would remind him of home, and maybe he can relax enough to get a few hours of decent sleep. It's only the second night, and he didn't expect to feel completely at home this quickly, but he also didn't expect to feel so out of place.
Taehyung's feet carry him to the stairs, and he is once again stopped in front of the painting, the scent of the flowers lingering in the air around the painting of Amelia. He drags air in through his nose, sure that the scent has gotten stronger since he cleaned the hallway this morning.
Though he can't see the sapphire eyes of August's sister, he can feel them staring ahead just as surely as the dust settles in this place. He wonders just how often August tends to this painting, the only other smell besides the flowers being the polish he uses to keep the frame nearly glowing.
He wonders how August gets the painting to smell so lovely; maybe he sprays some kind of perfume Amelia used to use.
Taehyung's thoughts are cut short when he hears a thump. His ears perk up, his head turning from side to side though he can't see anything except the shadows around him.
After a beat of silence, another noise causes Taehyung to frown. A gentle scraping noise, like someone dragging their feet on the floor, or maybe running their fingernails across wallpaper.
After a few moments of Taehyung being still, the noises stop. He's worried that he may have woken August up, so he moves away from the painting and goes down the stairs toward the kitchen.
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FanficThe painting is the most beautiful thing Taehyung has ever seen, but it holds just as many secrets as the house that not even the sun will touch.