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Ch 16👁️Dream?😶

Author's Pov

The morning sun, a gentle caresser, painted the room with hues of gold and rose.

Jimin stirred, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he felt the warmth of his best friend, Taehyung, beside him. But something was off.

Taehyung's usually radiant face looked weary and disheveled.

His dark hair was in a tangle, and there were faint lines of worry etched upon his forehead.

The lines on his face told a story of an uneasy slumber, a story Jimin longed to know.

"Taehyung?" Jimin whispered, reaching out to gently shake his friend.

Taehyung moaned, slowly opening his eyes. The pain within them was palpable, but it wasn't just the physical kind.

There was a heaviness, a sadness that seemed to have settled deep within him overnight.

"Hey," Jimin murmured softly, his voice filled with concern.

Taehyung had moist eyes. He was on the edge of crying. Almost.

"Morning," he croaked, his voice hoarse.

Jimin's gaze shifted to Taehyung's left arm, noticing how he cradled it close to his chest.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Taehyung hesitated, then shifted slightly, wincing in pain.

"It's nothing," he replied, but his eyes darted away, avoiding Jimin's steady gaze.

Maybe taehyung didn't wanted anyone to touch his body, anymore.

Jimin was not one to give up easily.

He gently touched Taehyung's arm, trying to discern any injury.

"no!" Taehyung flinched, a sharp intake of breath escaping his lips.

"Taehyung," Jimin whispered, his voice filled with alarm. "Please, tell me what's going on."

Taehyung looked away, biting his lip.

The weight of unspoken words hung between them, the room growing still as the gravity of the situation settled in.

Whatever had happened, whatever Taehyung was keeping secret, Jimin knew he had to be there for his friend, to help him through whatever pain he was feeling.

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In a lab

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In a sterile, dimly lit lab, the hum of machinery was punctuated by the sharp sound of a scream.