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My eyes flutter open to the soft morning light filtering through tall windows, casting a warm glow across the room.
The sheets beneath me are smooth, cool, not the sterile cotton of a hospital bed.
I blink, my mind still foggy, trying to make sense of where I am.
There's a faint scent of lilies in the air, familiar, comforting.
I push myself up slowly, wincing as I feel the tenderness along my neck, the memory of hands around my throat surfacing before I push it down.
Scanning the room, this definitely isn't the hospital.
It's... it's beautiful, warm, and somehow it feels like him.
Jungkook.
The mattress shifts slightly, pulling me from my haze, and my breath catches.
There he is, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me with that fierce, protective intensity that never wavers, never weakens.
His hand reaches out to brush a stray hair from my face, his touch so gentle it nearly undoes me.
"You're awake," he murmurs.
His voice is soft, but there's relief there.
Maybe even something like guilt, shadowing his expression.
My gaze drifts around the room again, struggling to place where I am.
"Where?"
"Our home," he says, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Our home.
I swallow, my throat tight, my voice rasping as I manage to ask
"Our home?" His gaze never leaves my face.
"Our other home. Our penthouse," he clarifies.
"It was supposed to be a surprise for you, to have you close to me when I worked." His voice is steady, but there's a flicker of regret in his eyes.
"I had it all prepared. I wanted to lead you here with your eyes closed, just to see the surprise on your face when you opened them."
His voice trails off and, his jaw tightens.
I reach out, tracing my fingertips along the stubble on his cheek.
"You didn't have to do this, Jungkook." His fingers twine with mine, holding my hand against his face.
"It was more for me Love, you get a nice new home and I get you." A smile tugs at my lips,
"It's for both of us then, because I love being close to you." He presses a kiss to my hand before letting it go and sighing deeply.
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