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after coffee with jimin, things were normal of course. taehyung ate, got ready for bed and tried to get his body to rest.
yet tonight he was restless. his heart racing and breath slightly uneven. he had to check the front door.
pulling the covers away from his body he made way down his stairs, stopping at his front door. eyes unfazed, without blinking, his unsteady hand gripped the knob and turned.
a letter.
the slightly crumpled envelope was wedged in the crack of his door, falling onto the mat as taehyung had bent over to pick it up.
on it read—
to my dear angel, written in what seemed like the finest cursive, red ink bright and noticeable.
YOU ARE READING
FIXATION , 固定
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