You and Taehyung have been friends for as long as you could remember, with both your families being directly involved in business together, and being closer than family, you've been surrounded by him almost always.
Over the course of twenty-eight y...
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You woke up with an arm wrapped around your waist. Turning around, you see Taehyung sleeping soundly.
He was still wearing his suit from yesterday. You move closer and loosen his tie, smiling at the sight of him sleeping, he looked absolutely adorable. Taehyung has always reminded you of a puppy when he sleeps. Completely the opposite of his intimidating personality from work.
His well kept hair from yesterday was practically everywhere now. You move it out of his face. His hair was definitely getting longer by the day, and he looked absolutely stunning.
Once you've completely digested the sight of him, you carefully move his arm off your waist, careful not to wake him up, he must've been tired.
You feel awfully stiff after sleeping in your work clothes, the first thing you wanted to do was take a shower. You gather something presentable-looking from your collection of clothes present in Taehyung's house.
The rest of the morning seemed to go uneventful for a Saturday morning.
Upon getting out of the shower, Taehyung was still sleeping, and so you let him get his sleep.
The house seemed eerily quiet due to Taehyung's absence.
You were planning to make the one thing you'd mastered in cooking—pancakes, but you decided to wait for Taehyung to wake up since he loved pancakes himself.
Pouring yourself a coffee, you made your way to Taehyung's study. You made yours3elf comfortable and decided to finish off some work while Taehyung was sleeping.
An hour or two had passed, the house cleaners had come around to clean the house as usual.
You'd finished two cups of coffee and quite a bit of your work. It was now nearing noon, and you were starving, Taehyung still hadn't woken up.
You decide to go check on him. Walking up the stairs, you're preoccupied, replying to an email from an employee regarding a matter from the company.
You walked into the room absent minded. Seeing that the door was partially open, the way you'd left it two hours ago. Eyes still on your phone, you tsk at how pathetic this employee was at his job.
"What happened?" You hear the heavy and deep voice you know too well.
You look over to the bed where you last remember leaving a sleeping Taehyung, yet the voice that resonated throughout the room wasn't coming from there. You avert your eyes to the room's walk-in closest where Taehyung stood. A white undershirt clung onto the upper half of his body, while a pair of black basketball shorts covered his lower half.
"Huh? Oh—uh—yeah, it was just something about work," you quickly say.
"Is everything alright?" He asks nonchalantly, turning around and walking out of the grand walk-in closet, it was nothing compared to the one in his room of course. This one was solely a spare to fit all the clothes he couldn't fit in his well organized closet.
