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Iris
Once he secured me in the comfort of his embrace, all the uneasiness that has knotted in my heart, faded. He might be the reason for my turmoil, but my heart supplicates his presence.
Seeing him this vulnerable, his shallow breaths gave him away and tugged at the strings of my heart. I can't see him in pain.
Out of habit, I tightened my hold around him, providing him with the reassurance he needs.
Letting out a sigh of relief, he said, "You're here."
"I'm here", I replied.
I could feel him relax a little bit and it was like we were trapped inside our bubble before an annoying voice interrupted our peaceful moment.
"Step away. It's my turn", the hell of a pain in my ass brother-in-law whines.
Jungkook passes me a smirk, gesturing to our clammed-up state. This guy thrives on pissing me off.
Taehyung shuts him up with his classic retort, "Fuck. Off."
A round of laughter bursts behind us, while a bored-looking Jungkook steps aside.
A wave of nostalgia rolls through me as I'm sandwiched in Taehyung's arms. His scent envelopes me, along with the warmth radiating from his body drowning me in safety... My sanctuary.
"Are you okay?", he rasps, his lips brushing my neck with every word he utters, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind them.
"Yes", I manage a reply, though it comes out breathly.
"You don't look okay."
He assesses me, scanning for any possible injuries or bruises, and once he makes sure there's no physical damage, he brings me closer to his chest and plants a tender kiss on my temple.
A million butterflies erupt in my stomach at the small but touching gesture, and I allow myself to rest my head on his chest for a second. Just for a second.
Our closeness permitted me to listen to his abnormal heart rate... But his breaths are steady.
After a few moments, his heartbeat calms down a little and he guides us to the couch. Everyone settles down and an uncomfortable silence thickens the air with their eyes glued to my figure. I feel like I'm being analyzed under a microscope or something.
"Where were you, Iris?"
"We were so worried-"
"We looked everywhere for you..."
"We thought you had an accident-"
Everyone spoke at the same time, bombarding with me questions and I could feel my headache crawling back in.
"I was..."
I tried to speak, but they kept cutting me off with their assumptions.
All of a sudden, I felt like the walls were closing in on me, suffocating me. I'm not claustrophobic, but maybe the amount of people in the room is overwhelming. I tried to take deep breaths, yet it wasn't working.
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