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Trouble brews in the town as innocent humans grapple with demonic profanities and the tyranny of selfish higher powers. Fear and despair grip their hearts, each day a struggle for sur...
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Stirring awake, Taehyung sighs wearily, too lazy to open his eyes just yet. But his heart flutters at the familiar warmth enveloping him, a scent he knows all too well. He presses closer against the firm surface beside him, feeling a deep sense of protection.
He nuzzles into the warmth, feeling the gentle breeze from the open windows caress his face. As the soft rays of the morning sun filter through the curtains, his eyelids flutter open, slowly adjusting to the light.
His gaze meets a pair of tender, doe-like eyes staring back at him. Taehyung smiles, a blush creeping across his cheeks, feeling suddenly shy under Jungkook’s affectionate gaze.
“Good morning, love,” Jungkook whispers intimately into his ear. Taehyung hides his flushed face against Jungkook’s chest, the sound of Jungkook’s voice sending shivers down his spine.
“Cute,” Jungkook thinks, his heart swelling with adoration.
“Why are you shirtless? It’s usually cold at night,” Taehyung asks shyly, worried that Jungkook might have caught a chill.
“Your body close to mine was enough to keep me warm, love,” Jungkook murmurs, gently tucking loose strands of hair behind Taehyung’s ear before pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead, making Taehyung’s blush deepen.
Taehyung’s smile falters as fragmented memories flash through his mind. His eyes widen as he looks down, relief flooding him when he sees his belly flat, no sign of the baby bump from his dream.
“What’s wrong?” Jungkook asks, pulling Taehyung closer, their legs tangling beneath the sheets.
“It must have been a bad dream , I was pregnant and something horrific happened. I don’t even want to remember "
" I think you got stabbed, or something, but you were gone and I felt like I died. It was crazy and really scary,” Taehyung says with a nervous chuckle, hugging Jungkook tighter, seeking comfort in his presence.
“Aish - Celina, I thought you said the spell would help him forget,” Jungkook curses silently in his head. As if on cue, the room is suddenly filled with loud cries and wails, startling Taehyung. Jungkook sighs, pulling away from Taehyung reluctantly.
“Do you hear that, or am I hallucinating?” Taehyung asks, clearly surprised, starting to get up from the bed. But Jungkook moves faster, placing a calming hand on Taehyung’s shoulder.
