Chapter : 23

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One such day, When Taehyung arrived home after a long day of practice at Hybe, he noticed Jayti and his mother rummaging through various shelves and cupboards. They seemed focused, searching for something, and curiosity got the better of him. He walked over to them, raising an eyebrow.

"What's going on here? Did you lose something?" he asked, his tone light but genuinely curious.

Jayti, standing on her tiptoes trying to reach a higher shelf, glanced at him and smiled. "We're looking for a bundle of old newspapers. Your mom said they were important, but we can't find them."

His mother, who had been sorting through a stack of old magazines, turned to Taehyung and nodded. "Yes, I wanted to show Jayti some old clippings from when you were a trainee and just starting out. I saved a few articles and interviews. But I can't remember where we put them."

Taehyung scratched his head, thinking for a moment. Then it hit him. "Oh, the box with the old stuff? I put it on the upper shelf in the storage room a while back."

Jayti's eyes lit up. "Really? That's why we couldn't find it! You put it too high for us to reach."

Taehyung chuckled. "Well, I'll get it down for you."

He quickly headed to the storage room, where the old box of newspapers and clippings had been tucked away. He reached up to the top shelf, grabbing the box with ease, jayti saw another box wobbling.

As the box precariously wobbled on the edge of the shelf, Jayti's heart raced with adrenaline. Without a second thought, she reached out and grabbed Taehyung's arm, instinctively pulling him closer to her in a desperate bid to save the box from falling.

In that fleeting moment, their bodies collided, and Jayti found herself enveloped in Taehyung's strong embrace. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, sending shivers down her spine as their gazes locked in an intimate exchange.

With their bodies pressed together, Jayti's senses were overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of Taehyung's cologne, the rhythmic beat of his heart echoing her own. In the hushed silence of the room, she could hear the soft rustle of his clothes and the gentle rhythm of his breathing, each sound a symphony of desire that stirred her soul.

Their proximity ignited a fire within Jayti's heart, her pulse quickening with the intensity of their connection. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as they stood locked in each other's arms, their breaths mingling in a sweet and heady dance.

As their eyes met, Jayti felt a surge of emotion wash over her, a tidal wave of longing and passion that threatened to consume her whole. In Taehyung's eyes, she saw the reflection of her own desires, mirrored back to her with a depth of feeling that took her breath away.

With a trembling hand, Jayti reached up to gently cup Taehyung's cheek, her touch electric against his skin. In that tender embrace, surrounded by the soft glow of the room, they were lost in a world of their own making, where love knew no bounds and passion burned bright.

And as they stood there, their bodies entwined in a silent embrace, Jayti knew with unwavering certainty that she had found her soulmate in Taehyung, the one whose love would guide her through the darkest of nights and the brightest of days.

Taehyung's pov

As the box teetered on the edge of the shelf, my heart skipped a beat in alarm. Before I could react, Jayti's hand shot out and grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to her with surprising strength. In that instant, her touch ignited a fire within me, sending a rush of warmth coursing through my veins.

I stumbled forward, my body colliding with hers in a whirlwind of sensation. The scent of her hair filled my senses, intoxicating me with its sweetness as our gazes locked in a silent exchange. In the dim light of the room, her eyes sparkled with determination, reflecting the urgency of the moment.

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