DADDY |김태형

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🎶 "𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝" 🎶

I lean into the figure behind me, the warmth undeniably comforting. My eyes slowly opened to see a room that wasn't mine. I let out a silent gasp and cover my mouth.

Oh right, I'm with Taehyung.

I feel his arms tighten around me and the quiet sound of his breathing beside my ear. My heartbeat calms down and I struggle to turn around his arms. Taehyung's sleeping expression was still endearing, hair strands over his eyes and lips slightly parted releasing small breaths of air.

I couldn't help but stare at his face, he was too handsome to be real. It looked as if someone carefully painted every one of his features and took their sweet time. If he was a piece of art in an exhibit, everyone would stop and stare. The piece would be sold before you could count to ten—no, before you could count to five.

"Am I that good-looking?" I jump a little as I hear him speak, his deep throaty voice more prominent because of the raspiness from sleep. I quickly turned around in his arms to face the wall, feeling a little ashamed being caught staring that hard.

"Where are you going?" Taehyung sighs, holding me tightly to his body, "Good morning sweetheart."

"G'morning." I hum softly, ignoring the way his voice sent shivers down my spine. My head still ached a bit, but thankfully it was nothing severe. My body was also noticeably easier to move.

"How are you feeling?" He breathes, letting out a small yawn.

"I'm better now thanks to you," I smile, "What about you?" Taehyung trails his hands up until they're under my arms.

"I'm great thanks to—" He begins to tickle me and I burst out in laughter, "A certain special girl." I wriggle in the bed in attempt to get out of his hold.

"S—stop!" I force in between painful giggles. After a few seconds tickling is just outright painful. He chuckles before stopping, pressing a gentle kiss to my left cheek.

"Ugh," I groan playfully, sitting up, "You're so mean." He sits up himself and pulls me in between his legs. I leaned back into his comforting hold while making sure the shirt I had on was kept over my private areas.

After suddenly feeling my once small headache grow drastically, I let out a whimper. Taehyung puts his palm on my forehead to check my temperature.

"You're still sick. I'm gonna get you breakfast and medicine." He consoles reassuringly with his lips on the crook of my neck. I shake my head and bite my bottom lip lightly.

"I don't like medicine much." I whisper, clenching my hands together. He sighs from behind me and begins to run his hand through my hair in a soothing way.

"You know I'm only gonna try to do what's best for you. You wanna feel better right?" His soft tone subdued any arguments I had almost instantly. It wasn't because I wanted to take meds, but I didn't have the energy to refuse or throw a fit. I still felt sluggish and resting was all I felt like doing at the moment.

Taehyung moves from behind me to get off of the bed and I instantly miss the warmth of his body. He stretches out his arms with a grunt and I smile at the face he made.