TYPE:
🔲 General Fiction | ✔️ Taekook ff | 🔲 Non-Fiction
Date Started: 07.20.2023
Date Finished: 08.20.2023
Words : 154,789
Avg Chapter: 3,440
*THIS IS NOT AN ORIGINAL CHARACTER STORY. IT'S A TWILIGHT FF.
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Taehyung carried me home in his arms, expecting that I wouldn't be able to hang on. I must have fallen asleep on the way.
When I woke up, I was in my bed and the dull light coming through my windows slanted in from a strange angle. Almost like it was afternoon.
I yawned and stretched, my fingers searching for him and coming up empty.
"Taehyung?" I mumbled.
My seeking fingers encountered something cool and smooth. His hand.
"Are you really awake this time?" he murmured.
"Mmm," I sighed in assent. "Have there been a lot of false alarms?"
"You've been very restless — talking all day."
"All day?" I blinked and looked at the windows again.
"You had a long night," he said reassuringly. "You'd earned a day in bed."
I sat up, and my head spun. The light was coming in my window from the west. "Wow."
"Hungry?" he guessed. "Do you want breakfast in bed?"
"I'll get it," I groaned, stretching again. "I need to get up and move around." I first took a human moment and went to the bathroom. After brushing my teeth and gargling and cleaning my face and hands, we headed down stairs.
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He held my hand on the way to the kitchen, eyeing me carefully.
I kept it simple, throwing a couple of Pop-Tarts in the toaster. I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflective chrome.
"Ugh, I'm a mess."
"It was a long night," he said again. "You should have stayed here and slept."
"Right! And missed everything. You know, you need to start accepting the fact that I'm part of the family now."
He smiled and slapped my butt playfully. "I could probably get used to that idea."
And I can get used to the idea of your hand being on my ass! If I actually said this out loud, he'd never pat my ass again.
