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Chapter 44: Silken

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Third Person POV

Jeongguk never really had a problem sleeping tucked under warm blankets since he is a fairly heavy sleeper and nothing really fazes him while he's sleeping. It's also not like he moves in his sleep. Sometimes, he gets up in the same position he slept in.

But Jeongguk feels extremely warm right now. It's not uncomfortable but it's new. It's not something monotonous that he's used to and he unconsciously pulls that warmth closer to himself in order to keep holding onto it because it's insane how it calms him even in the events of unconscious.

He's never felt flutters when he sleeps. Certainly not against his neck. Nor has he ever felt movements next to him or a little whine and then the warmth that he so wants to keep holding onto moves further over him, making him hot all over.

He certainly never woke up to a mop of beautiful golden hair caressing his face.

If the slightly opened window from last night has left his room cold then he doesn't feel it at all because he's practically engulfed under the comforter and the warmth he's desperately holding onto.

He's always been a bit sluggish waking up but right now, he's wide awake and he's staring at the ceiling because he just woke up from a very beautiful dream and he doesn't want to move or else the affects of that beautiful dream are gonna wear off.

Or not a dream perhaps because the warmth next to him moves again and it has Jeongguk sucking in a sharp breath. There's another flutter of eyelashes against his skin and he tilts his head to find the source of the heartwarming warmth that was clinging to him.

It was none other than his petal.

Jeongguk is worried how his heart is still beating even with the amount of times it stuttered just in a minute of looking at Taehyung adorably snuggled into him, his cheek resting on his shoulder, his lips puckered into a pout due to it and his golden hair a mess that tickles his face.

And he's holding onto him for dear life. Jeongguk had only seen Taehyung sleep twice for long and both the times, he was holding him, hugging him.

He remembers the first night when he pathetically left that he saw Taehyung cling to the pillow the moment he let go of his waist and when he was at his aunt's, Taehyung held onto his arm and hugged it while he slept.