Jin Ah waited in the dimly lit living room, the clock ticking past 10:30 PM. When Taehyung finally walked through the door, his sleeves rolled up and his coat slung over his shoulder, he looked exhausted.
He paused for a moment, his eyes widening slightly in surprise upon seeing her. "Why are you still awake?" he asked, his voice gentle but tinged with concern. "Did you have dinner?"
Jin Ah sat on the sofa, her gaze fixed on him. Her eyes were puffed from the tears she'd shed earlier, her sadness and worry evident. She didn't respond, her silence speaking volumes.
Taehyung stepped closer, his concern deepening. "Darling, what's wrong?" he asked softly, kneeling in front of her and placing a hand on her cheek. "Please, talk to me."
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Jin Ah turned her face away, unable to find the words. The sight of him, the concern in his eyes, only made the ache in her heart grow stronger.
He sighed, glancing towards the kitchen. "Let's go eat something," he suggested gently, trying to coax her into moving.
When she still didn't respond, he stood up and extended a hand. "Come on, you need to eat."
Reluctantly, Jin Ah took his hand and let him help her up.They walked to the kitchen together, and Taehyung noticed the untouched food on the table. He frowned, realizing just how much she had been hurting.
As he started to serve the food, Jin Ah suddenly wrapped her arms around him from behind, holding him tightly.
Taehyung froze, shocked by the unexpected embrace.
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Taehyung's Pov:
As I was serving the food, I felt Jin Ah's arms wrap around me from beind. I froze, taken aback by the unexpected embrace. We stood there for nearly five minutes in silence, the weight of her sadness palpable.
Finally, she spoke, her voice trembling. "Why? Why?"
Confused, I turned to face her and pulled her into a tighter hug. "What's wrong, baby?" I asked gently, brushing her hair with my fingers.
