It all began when the nation's most renowned mafia entered the residence of Y/N, a modest young woman whose only aspirations were to complete her college education and lead a tranquil existence. Unbeknownst to her, her life was about to undergo a pr...
You hesitated for a moment before letting out a nervous chuckle. "Well, you see," you began, glancing at Taehyung, who was waiting for your answer expectantly, "I don't actually have a guest room!"
You bit your lower lip in embarrassment, eyes fixed on the ground. In reality, you never anticipated company, expect for Jungkook. Even he had never spent a night.
"It's okay. I'll sleep on couch, you can take the bed," Taehyung said.
"What?" you exclaimed. "No, it's okay! You're clearly injured! Such a small amount of space isn't appropriate for you."
"Y/N. Trust me, it's fine."
You vigorously shook your head. "Aniyo! I'll tell you what! We can share the bed!"
You motioned him to follow you into the bedroom. "I'll just put a pillow right here in the middle! You can sleep on the left side, and I'll go on the right!" you demonstrated, positioning a large pink pillow on the bed.
"I—" Taehyung began.
"I'll go take a shower!" you interrupted him before he could reply and rushed into the bathroom.
***Time skip—After taking a shower***
In your white robe, you reached for your pajamas, which were usually hanging on the door. However, today, they were nowhere to be found. Oh, no. This can't be happening to me! You scoured the bathroom until the realization struck. Earlier today, you had tossed them in the washer but forgot to retrieve them. Ugh, Y/N, how could you be so naive? You can't go out looking like this! You sighed, there was only one thing left to do.
"Taehyung?" you hollered.
"Yeah?"
"Um. I—I sorta forgot my clothes. Could you hand me a pair of pajamas. They should be in the lower left draw of my closet," I admitted nervously.
~Taehyung's POV~
Lower left. . . As I swung open Y/N's closet, I was struck by a display of colors, a vibrant and dazzling rainbow of hues stretching out before my eyes. How does this girl even find anything with all these clothes? I only have Gucci in my closet.
After a minute of searching, I eventually laid my hands on a matching pajama set. I made my way toward the bathroom, pausing to knock before hearing Y/N's "Come in!" in response. I slipped her clothes through the slightly opened door.
A few minutes later, Y/N popped out of the bathroom.
BTW, here's what she is wearing
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Wow, she's stunning. Control yourself, Taehyung. Control. . .
"Ready to sleep?" she asked, ruffling her hair.
"Yeah."'Ready as can be babygirl. . .
I had to end this chapter a little short due to lack of time. I also did have trouble writing, and I don't want the quality of my writing to downgrade for you guys. I'll definitely make it up to y'all tomorrow by posting two chapters. Sorry, and thanks in advance for your understanding! As always, please comment and give this chapter a vote—it really makes my day. Love youuuuu <3333 Have a Taehyung
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