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taehyung was fed up even though he knew this wasn't even close to an end.
taking the rose and the other items, he'd stuck them in his nightstand drawer, slipping into his bed and under the covers.
sleep was the only thing he could think about.
he was terrified, to be honest; and now it felt like he couldn't trust anyone. not even hoseok.
taking a deep breath, taehyung laid there; and soon enough with his anxiety still present, he'd fallen into a deep sleep.
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